CHAPTER 10

Bobby stared at Lily for a few moments before he finally reacted. "You – What? Why? How? Oh my god!"

Lily was watching him. "That has to be the most interesting reaction I've ever seen." She said dryly.

He had a wild look on his face, "We used condoms!"

"Well as my boys would say – 'Epic Fail'." Lily tried to smile.

Bobby started to pace. "Why didn't you tell me before now?" He looked at her; really studied her. He had no idea what a pregnant woman looked like, but he figured that by four months there should be a sign. "You…don't look pregnant."

Lily smiled and lifted her shirt and smoothed her hand down over her belly. There was a small baby bump. "I never really showed all that much before five months with Sam and Dean. This one is following pattern. As for why I didn't tell you before now… I didn't know." Bobby swallowed tightly. Lily put the shirt down and blushed. "Bobby, listen to me. Carthage was a huge trauma for me, for all of us. And I'm 45 years old! When we met in May, I hadn't had a period for months. I figured I was completely past making babies! I'd even had signs and symptoms that I was in menopause. Aside from that, we did use condoms. I never thought I could get pregnant."

"Didn't you have any pregnancy signs?"

Lily sighed, "Actually, no. With Sam and Dean I had a little nausea the entire time I was pregnant. It was always my first clue." She murmured. "But this time, I'm feeling remarkably fine. There have been no other signs or symptoms other than this bump."

Bobby nodded. He wiped a hand over his face and nodded again. He looked at her and nodded again. Lily started to smile. He looked at the floor. "Have you seen a doctor?" he asked quietly.

"Yeah, she confirmed it. I can't begin to tell you what a shock it was to me!"

"Are you alright? Is your age going to be a problem?" He wasn't looking at her.

"She's concerned, especially because of my history with asthma, but she's impressed with my health overall." She smiled at him. "As for my asthma, I haven't had so much as a wheeze since Castiel stopped the last attack. I don't even use my daily treatment anymore; which is good, since I wouldn't want to use it while I'm pregnant, anyway."

Bobby nodded yet again. Lily didn't think speechless sat well with him, so she waited.

"Can I…?" He cleared his throat. "Can I touch you?" Lily held out her hand to him and he stepped toward her. She took his hand and lifted her shirt again. She guided his hand to the firm bump low on her belly and held it there. Their heads were bent down.

They sat there for a few moments before Bobby looked up. "Do your boys know?"

Lily shook her head. "Not yet. You get to know first. I have to tell them soon, though."

"Do you want me there when you do?"

Again Lily shook her head. "No. They don't know you, not really, not yet. It might make it more difficult."

Bobby nodded again. He looked down at their hands still linked together over Lily's belly. "Mind if I tell my Sam and Dean, though?" He started to smile, though there were tears in his eyes.

She nodded and smiled, "But I wanna be there for that. I can't wait to see their reactions! My boys are going to a party at one o'clock today. A friend is turning thirteen and his mom wants to celebrate him entering the 'teen years'. I have no idea why. Anyway, it's their first 'official' boy-girl party. They'll be gone for a couple of hours." She looked at her watch. "As a matter of fact, I have to take them now or they'll be late." The two reluctantly removed their hands and stood up. Bobby took her face in his hands and kissed her gently, he took her hand and they headed downstairs.

Lily and Bobby came down the stairs together. Sam and Dean were sitting in the living room talking to the boys and everyone stood up when they came in.

Dean was looking at Bobby, who had a funny look on his face. "Everything okay?" Dean asked warily.

Bobby just nodded, still a little stunned and speechless.

Lily looked at her boys. "You guys ready to go?" Both boys smiled and nodded and the three of them moved to the door. Dean Remington looked at the men and smiled, "See ya later!" The small family left.

Dean and Sam were both looking at Bobby and were waiting for him to speak. He, however, was looking at the floor. "Don't ask. Lily wants to be here for this. Find something to do."

Sam and Dean looked at each other. Sam just shrugged. Dean sat down and turned on the TV.

A while later, Lily returned; as she entered the room, her eyes immediately looked toward Bobby. She raised her eyebrows at him and he shook his head. She smiled at him and looked at the other two men in the room, who were both looking at her curiously.

Lily looked at Bobby. "Do you want to tell them, or do you want me to?"

Bobby's face was a study in indecision. Sam and Bobby had never seen that look on his face before. They became alarmed. "Is something wrong?" Sam asked.

"No" Lily and Bobby had answered in unison. Lily again looked at Bobby. "They're yours to tell."

Bobby nodded, took a deep breath and let it out. He stood up and moved over by Lily. "Lily…is, uh, Lily is pregnant."

Sam and Dean had been shocked and surprised a thousand different ways. They had heard the wildest stories and believed them. Hell, they had even seen an animated, talking, neurotic teddy bear.

But this one had them dumbfounded.

Sam's mouth kept opening and closing like a fish out of water, as if he was trying to say something, but couldn't think what.

Dean looked oddly calm. "Okay," he muttered, his voice monotone. He abruptly got up and went to the door, opening it and walking outside, shutting it behind him.

Lily watched him leave with alarm. "What's wrong?" She seemed to be asking herself that question. "Is he…?" She looked at over at Sam whose face was shut down. "Sam…?"

Bobby was turning toward the door. "Damn him." He moved to follow Dean, but Sam stood up, stopping him quickly and Lily grabbed his hand.

"No…" Lily murmured.

"Wait a minute, Bobby." Sam was watching his brother out the front window. Dean was standing by the Impala. Sam moved to join him at the car. Lily and Bobby moved over by the window to watch the brothers outside.

Sam approached Dean who was just standing by the car. He had the keys in his hand and he was fiddling with them. He was looking at the ground, but Sam could tell that Dean wasn't seeing it. Sam was shocked to see tears in Dean's eyes.

"Dean, what? What is it?" Sam muttered.

"While you, uh…." He took in and let out a shaky breath. "While you were…downstairs, or I – I thought you were, and I was living with Lisa and Ben…Lisa got pregnant." Dean looked at Sam, his gaze heavy with emotion. "We got over the surprise pretty quick. She was so happy; I was happy, too, scared, though." Dean gave his brother a shaky half smile. "And uh, we started talking about names. You're not supposed to, you know, not before the fourth month, but we weren't…we, uh, didn't think that would really matter." Sam was looking at his older brother with such pain on his face. "We were going to name the baby after you. She was really cool about that. Samuel if it was a boy and Samantha if it was a girl."

Dean's chin was trembling and he gritted his teeth. "About three months in, she, uh… she miscarried. So then, there was…no brother, no baby…. It was all just gone."

Sam had tears in his eyes. He was nodding his head.

"Now there's not even Lisa and Ben." Dean looked up at his brother. "I mean… it's not fair," he muttered. He let out a sharp breath, running a hand down his face. "And it's not fair to Bobby and Lily that I can't just… friggin' be happy for them. It was a long time ago, and still…."

Sam placed his hand on his brother's shoulder. "Dean…I get how you feel, at least a little bit." Dean shook his head slowly, staring at the ground, but didn't shift his shoulder out of his brother's grip. "Jess had a pregnancy scare at the beginning of her junior year," Sam murmured. Dean looked up at him, surprised, "I was getting set to call you and Dad when we discovered that she wasn't pregnant after all. We were relieved, of course, but we were also a little sad. We started talking about getting married, and having kids after that. We talked about the whole nine yards. That's why I was shopping for a ring. I wanted to marry her. I wanted her to have my baby. Hell, we even talked about names, too."

"Sam…" Dean was looking at his brother. He let out a long, tired breath. "You would have made a great dad."

Sam looked at his brother with a small smile. "Dean, you always have been."

AN: As I've said before, the names I chose for Lily's boys have created a raging pain in my butt. I handled it some of the time by getting them out of the way. They get their own scene soon, though. You'll get a better idea of their character then.