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paarthurnax59 · 2 years ago

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"Family Don't End In Blood"

Chapter 1

Warnings: Fluff, mentions of smut, sickness, vomit and medical inaccurate information?

Eyes opening and looked around the room to find your beloved boyfriend, Dean sleeping next to you. With your face lighting up with a smile, you stroke his face with a gentle touch. Your delicate fingers grazed Dean’s cheek down to his plump lips, earning a smile from the green-eyed hunter. His eyelids flutter and open to find you looking at him with the most gorgeous smile he had ever seen.

“Morning, Handsome.” You softly uttered to Dean kissing his lips. He then pulls you in closer to his bare chest, letting your own naked form embrace him once more.

“Morning to you too, pretty girl.” He groaned softly and placed you on top of him, letting his fingers stroke your back gently in small circles. “You slept good, honey?” He asked as he looked into your beautiful (e/c) eyes and then proceeded to stroke your hair.

“Really good, considering the night we had last night.” You whispered seductively to him while a grin was forming on your face, stroking your boyfriend’s chest.

“Don’t I know it, sweetheart. You had me so tired out from last night that I slept like the dead.” Dean chuckled and kissed you on the forehead before you got up from him and threw the covers off of you. “Join me in the shower, princess?” Dean asked with a grin as he stood up with in his full naked glory as he looked down at you as you covered yourself with a sheet.

“You know it. Then we can finish what we started last night.” You said as you got up but Dean stopped you with one hand in front of you.

“As much as I would like that, beautiful, we need to make it quick. We need to start looking for cases for another hunt.” He reluctantly declined your invitation to have a steamy lovemaking session in your shower. You nodded and followed him to the shower and started cleaning yourselves off. After the shower, you and Dean dried and got dressed, heading to the Bunker kitchen to make some breakfast. One desirable trait about Dean is that the man loved to cook. Ever since you all found the bunker, Dean had been making a habit of cooking different recipes. You would often find him in the kitchen when you all weren’t on a hunt or doing research for a case, reading another cookbook. Often you wonder if Dean was doing it to impress you. With the way his food tastes, you would say it was working. “So, what are you in the mood for, sweetness?”

“I think I would like something sweet and maybe something with meat on the side?” you said as you sat at the bunker kitchen table with your head up propped up on your hand.

“Waffles and sausage it is then.” He smiled as he started getting stuff out and began to make your favorite breakfast. As the sausage began to sizzle on the grill and the waffles were being made, you gazed at the man that stood in front of you. You couldn’t believe it had been over three years since you two had gotten together. You both had known each other for honestly all your life. Never had you both thought you would be dating after the death of your father, Bobby Singer.

He knew for a long time that you had an intense crush on Dean and wanted to ask him out when you were old enough. While he would not stop you from being with Dean, he wasn’t all super encouraging either. He said Dean had a… well… what he would call a rough reputation with the ladies and known to sleep around. Dean was known to be a heartbreaker and you dad never wanted to see that happening to you. He advised to steer clear of him. However, as you got older and Dean started to gain some interest in you and there was no stopping to what was happening between you. You both started dating after your father passed away and since that day forward, you two became inseparable. And after finding the Bucker, you finally felt like you had some real stability. It was something that you had always wanted. A place to call home and a love so strong that not even Hell could break it. Life was good for a change.

Suddenly, as the smells began to make it is to your nostrils, your stomach began to churn. Your eyebrows furled in irritation as Dean continued cooking your breakfast. Then it passed, thinking that maybe it was from something you ate the night before. When Dean had finally got done with breakfast, he placed a plate of your favorite type of waffles and some pork sausages in front of you. You were about to dig in when that feeling of nausea crept its way back into your stomach. Making you gag and soon, you rant to the bathroom to throw up.

“(Name)!” Dean threw down his fork and ran at you when you fled the kitchen. He goes to the nearest bathroom where he sees you puking your guts out into the toilet. “Baby, are you okay?” Dean said as he knelt and rubbed your back soothingly with his large hand.

“I think so. God, what was that?” You whined wiping up your mouth of the leftover vomit that had just made you lose your appetite for the rest of the morning.

“I’m guessing breakfast is canceled then?” He chuckled and you smirked at him. You flushed the toilet and went to your shared room to go and brush your teeth as Dean follows you. “If we aren’t going to eat then we need to start looking for cases and see if we hit the lottery.” Dean explained as you spat out some toothpaste and laughed at his joke.

“Ha, I wish we could win the real lottery.” You stated with a half-serious, and half-jokingly to your boyfriend. You finished brushing your teeth and placed your toothbrush in the cup next to Dean’s and walked out to get ready to do research for another case. You both reached the library and sat at the table where you and the boys had dozens of books scattered all over the table. Sam was still gone and probably still on a run. You opened your laptop and search any weird activities around the county. While looking onto your laptop, a headache started to appear out of nowhere while trying to read another article, a painful one. “Ugh…” you groaned in irritation from the intense headache that was surfacing and rubbed your head in counterclockwise circles. Dean looked down from his own laptop to look at his girlfriend, worry was very clear in his eyes.

“Sweetheart, what’s wrong?” Dean asked not taking his eyes off you.

“Headache. A bad one.” You squint your eyes while wincing in pain. Dean gets up and looks through the kitchen cabinet and grabbed some Ibuprofen. He sits down next to you and places and glass of water in front of you and tells you to drink while taking the pills. Dean eyes observed you with a longing look as he spoke once again.

“(Name), are you sure you are feeling, okay?” He asked you and then placed his hand on your forehead engulfing it with his big hand.

“I don’t know. Honestly Dean, I have been feeling not myself for a while. I don’t even know if I can focus on going on a hunt right now.” You admitted honestly and started to walk off when Dean grabbed you by the arms and wrapped his arms around you tightly.

“It’s okay, baby. Just go get some rest, and we will take care of it, okay?” He mumbled into your hair and kissed your head, and you left the room to your shared bed to get some sleep. After you left, the door to the Bunker had opened and Sam then walked in a sweaty mess. “Sammy, just in time!” Dean grinned at his brother.

“Why?”

“We need to do some digging for a hunt. Go get a shower and get dressed.” Dean ordered his younger brother and Sam looked at him with a confused face.

“Well, where’s (Name)? why isn’t she helping you?” Sam asked.

“She’s not feeling well, and I told her to go and rest for a while. So, I need you to get that Stanford brain working and hit the internet.” Dean slapped Sam on the shoulder and regretted it immediately after feeling the sweat on his shoulder. “Ugh, gross!” Sam laughed as Dean snarled in disgust. “Shut up, bitch.”

“Make me, jerk.”

….

For hours, you had been trying to sleep, but with no success. You changed back into your pajamas and laid in bed trying settle this illness that you have. Instead, you had just stared at the celling. Thinking and trying fine a reason as too what was wrong with you. For days you had been having abdominal pain, mood swings and fatigue. Even Dean was starting to notice, but he assumed that you were just stressed from the recent hunts. You wonder if maybe you had come down with something from the last case. Then, you hear a knock on the door and sat up as your boyfriend entered the room.

“Did you sleep at all, sweetheart?” He asked sweetly waltzing towards you and sat next to you on the bed.

“No, I couldn’t sleep. I just don’t know what’s wrong with me.” You whined in frustration looking in Dean’s eyes. He smiled and stroked your cheek sweetly. God, is this were a dream, you hope to never wake up from this. You loved so much you never wanted to imagine your life without him.

“Hey, listen. Sam and I found a case, and it’s not pretty.” He said in a slightly more serious tone.

“What’s the case?” You asked him to raise one eyebrow.

“It’s out in Ohio, near Cincinnati. There has been a string of young women disappearing out of nowhere. By the evidence, we think it might ither b a witch, a demon or a pegan god.” He explained simply. This made you wonder because people do in fact disappear all the time. While it was sad that these poor women were being taken, how can this be considered the work of a supernatural being?

“Why do you think this might be the work of a supernatural creature?” You asked your hunter boyfriend in curiosity.

“Because all of the women that were kidnaped were pregnant.” When Dean said that your eyes widen. You thickly swallowed your saliva and could feel it drop all the way down to the pit of your stomach.

“Did you say…pregnant?” You said in awe as you try not to let your emotions get the better of you and Dean nodded at your response.

“Yes, pregnant women. The articles that surrounded the case had their husbands and boyfriends talk about who after they learned they were at this clinic that they were expecting. The thing that made this more suspicions is because all these women went to this exact same clinic in Cincinnati where they all learned they were expecting.”

“Well, why would any supernatural creature care about pregnant women?” You asked, knowing that you are not going to like the answer.

“Sam explained that newborn babies have an unbelievably amount of life force, purest that humanity has to offer. They can give a power boost to any one of these monsters and he thinks that they are wanting to harvest these babies by kidnapping pregnant women, and when their due date comes it’s time to collect.” Dean finished and you looked down in horror. Never in her wildest dreams could she think of anything so monstrous and cruel. A happy couple find out they were expecting and then some monster to take that happiness away and use their most precious gift to make themselves more powerful. You wanted to puke just think about it.

“When do we leave?” You asked, wanting more than enough to help these poor women and save their babies.

“No, Me and Sam are going. You need to stay here and get some well deserve rest. I don’t know how long we will be back, but I will try to make as fast as possible. I have Cas check on you if you need anything.” Dean said before he kissed your lips with a quick peck and walked to your closet and grabbed his bag. He usually sometimes had clean clothes already packed to be ready for the next hunt. “I will miss you, honey. I love you. Always.” He kissed your nose, making you smile as he walked out your bedroom door.

When Dean and Sam left, you got up from your bed and dressed, ready to go to the pharmacy. Your recent conversation with Dean about the case had prompted you to go to the drug store to get a test. A pregnancy test. When you go to the aisle for “family planning”, you grabbed maybe four or five different tests to make sure that they might possibly be correct. You walk to the counter to pay for your tests and left as quickly as possible so that you could get tested right away.

After you got home and drinking a lot of water, you went to the bathroom to take the tests. Using the first test, you wait three minutes timing it with your phone. Anxiety filled you with dread as you waited for the result of the test. Before you flipped the test and shock was emanate on your face.

Two lines

Pregnant

You almost not wanted to breath when you realize that maybe this was just a scare. That it was maybe a blip, and the test was wrong. Calming yourself down and drank some more water, you took another stick from a different test. You peed on that one and waited another three minutes before looking at the results. When the timer went off, you flipped the second test.

Positive

Another positive pregnancy test.

So, the rest of your day consisted of you taking one test after another. All of them coming back as all positive. There wasn’t a shadow of a doubt that you were in fact pregnant. How could this have happened? You and Dean were so careful to not get you pregnant. Using condoms, having birth control and pulling out before Dean could pregnant you. Did a condom break? Did you skip a day of taking your pill? The questions your mind was concocting swirled around your mind, you walked to the kitchen to get a garbage back and threw out all the pregnancy tests. You were careful to nod leave any trace that you were taking any tests that related to pregnancy.

The next day, you decided to a doctor’s office to confirm if you were pregnant or not. Sitting in the waiting room, a nurse comes up to you and told you to follow her. She placed you in a room and asked for you to get change into a hospital gown. You waited nervously as your knee bouncing and tapping your fingers together steadily breathing to keep yourself relaxed before the door opened and the OBGYN doctor walked into the room.

“Hello, Miss Singer. How are we today?” asked the woman kindly when she walked in her lab coat and a clipboard which you assume that was you chart. You wanted to say you were terrified and that you hoped that you were not really pregnant. But you kept your cool and not gave her the full truth.

“Nervous, doctor.” You said, even though your insides were screaming.

“Alright, so you might believe that you are pregnant. What made you think that?” She asked professionally and brought out her clipboard with a pen in the other.

“Well, I have had these symptoms. I had been moody, my breasts are more tender and sensitive and headaches constantly.” You explained to the doctor, and she jots down the information you were giving her. “I thought nothing, or it because we always use protection and were very careful. We used condoms, birth control and he always pull out.” She finished when she looked up at you from her clipboard.

“Those are all affective, but they don’t always stop pregnancy. Condoms sometimes break and birth control isn’t a hundred percent reliable, as for pulling out…well sometimes sperm can in fact slip from time to time. Especially if a person has been sexually active for a long period of time. How long how you and…” She hesitated for a moment, waiting for you to tell her your boyfriend’s name.

“Dean, Dean Winchester.” You answered. “and we have been together for three years and we had been active since two months after we had dated.” You said honestly. When you started dating, you wanted to tell Dean that you wanted to wait awhile before sleeping with him and he respectfully did. You never had slept with anyone before and wanted it to be special when you finally lose your virginity. It was the best night of your life after you had slept with Dean.

“Okay, have you taken a test?” She asked after she wrote down everything that you told her about yours and Dean’s personal life.

“Yes, a lot of them. All of them say they were positive.” You admitted in a low and scared whisper while looking down to the floor and tightened your grip on to your hospital gown.

“Okay, I’m going to do one more test, but I am still pretty positive that you are pregnant.”

…

After they doctor took your test and left her your phone number. She told you that you would be able to know the results within a day, never had you been more nervous about. She told you that the test that she gave you was to most accurate one she had, which made even more worried. About you and your possible unborn baby.

What happens if you find yourself with child? How are you going to raise a kid in the hunter’s life? Should you give up hunting to keep them safe? How is Dean going to handle this? Would he want to have a kid with you? You know for a fact you would raise a child with him. He was always good with kids and even willing to help raise Lisa’s kid for a time long before you got together.

As you let your thoughts go crazy over multiple seriors and what Dean’s reaction would be, your phone goes off. You picked it up and saw Dean’s name appear on the screen. You form a big smile, acted as normal as possible, you perk up and swipe upward.

“Hi Dean!” You yelled excitedly as you answered you boyfriend on the opposite line.

“Hi Baby! How are you feeling? Feeling any better?” He asked on the other line. God, how could you not love this man?

“A little but still feeling a little sick though. Kind of had a hard time sleeping though.” You replied.

“Oh, I’m sorry baby. I wish I was there taking care of you instead of having to be on this hunt.” He sighed and you swore your heart swelled with warmth when you heard Dean saying that. Despite being who he is, Dean really did care for his loved ones and their well-being. “Listen, we just got to Cincinnati and we are ready to investigate, but I will call you later okay? Me and Sammy will see you soon, baby. Love you.”

“Love you more.” You smiled as you muttered your feelings for him.

“Not possible. How could anyone not love you more?” Dean said and then he hung up to get back to work. You smiled as you heard Dean say those last few words before he hung up. Dean loved you, truly and wholeheartedly loved you. With the way he was talking to you there was no doubt about that. You weren’t still sure about telling Dean that you might be pregnant yet, but with the way that he had spoken to you made the burden of telling him lighter. Your heart swelled with some form of relief and some happiness at the idea of Dean with your baby, a baby that you weren’t sure you were having yet.

You could imagine right now you rocking back and forth in a rocking chair trying to put your baby down for a nap. Dean watching you from the doorway smiling and holding cup of coffee as he watched you both at the door of your child’s nursey. He walked up to you and kissed yours and your baby’s forehead with so much love and adoration. You hoped that maybe he would have given up hunting, got a job as a mechanic and you be a stay-at-home mom. It would be heaven. Being lost in your silly fantasy, you saw your phone pick up and saw it was the name of your doctor, Laura Carson, and picked it up right away.

“Hello? (Name) here.” You answered after placing the phone by your ear.

“Hello, miss Singer, This is Doctor Carson from Healthscape healthcare. How are you doing?” She asked you over the phone.

“I’m fine, any news of the test?” You asked her to want to know more about your test results.

“Yes, and I just want to be the first to say congratulations. You are pregnant!” She finalized tells you that you were in fact are pregnant. Your eyes widen at your doctor telling you and could feel the world stop around you, nearly dropping the phone inf the process.

You were carrying Dean’s baby, and you were going to be a mother.

“Hello, miss Singer? Are you still there?” she responded over the phone, and You swallowed and placed the android to your ear.

“Yes, I’m still here. And thank you! Thank you so much!” You quickly said to not make her wait and ended the call. You plopped yourself down in your chair. Your mind going into a million different directions. But was certain, you needed to tell Dean. But you would have to wait until he came back from the hunt. He had other things to worry about. The news would have to wait and hopefully, he would be excited about the baby.

A week had gone by, and Dean still hadn’t return home from his hunt. He called you a couple times throughout the week to make sur you were doing well and getting better. You told him that you were feeling well and had done things to keep you busy. Usually if you were at home, you would be doing the research and asking you for information on a case. Dean told you he would be calling other hunters so that you would be feeling better by the time he got back. You honestly could never ask for a better boyfriend.

Dean called you yesterday morning and told you he and Sam would be coming home tomorrow after finally finishing the hunt. While you were excited about your boyfriend coming home, you were also more nervous about seeing him. One being telling him about the baby. You weren’t married, but you two had been together for a long time and don’t think that either one of you will want to find someone else. You were it for him and he was it for you. That was enough for now.

Also, when you talked to Dean last night, you noticed something very off with the green-eyed hunter. An air of melancholy was very much present ion his voice, of sadness. You often wondered if it had been about the hunt he was on. Granted, it was a very sensitive topic regarding pregnant women and them being kidnapped. However, there was also this hesitant tone with him when he said he needed to talk with you about something urgent, and rather say it to you in private. You agreed and said that you would wait, not hinting that you were going to tell him that you were pregnant.

It was nearly noon when you heard the garage door open, and the loud rumbling of the impala come into the Bunker. You perked up and shot up from the couch and ran to the bunker doors. As the door open and saw Dean come through the door. You jumped on him and hugged him like your life depended on it.

“Dean, I missed you, sweetie!!” Shrieking as you kissed Dean’s cheek. You noticed right away that Dean didn’t hug you back, so then you looked at Dean. He didn’t have that same light in his eyes that he had when he left you over a week ago. Something was wrong and you needed to know why. “Dean, are you okay?” you asked with an eye brow raised to him.

“Yeah, sort of. I’m glad you are doing okay. You look better.” He replied and was about the go to your shared bedroom until he stopped in his tracks. “There is something I need to talk to you about. Let’s go out to lunch and we can talk. Okay?” He said giving you a weak smile.

“Okay.” You said breathlessly. “Plus, there is something that I need to tell you, too.” You say with a smile when he took one last look at you and walked away, leaving your curious about what he wanted to tell you.

…..

Half an hour later, Dean had showered and told you that he would take you to the closet diner for lunch. He ordered a bacon cheeseburger, and you order yourself a grilled chicken sandwich. Dean asked if you wanted a beer, but you declined, saying that you wanted to drink less alcohol. You wanted to tell him at this diner that you were expecting but refrained until you heard what Dean had to say. When the waitress came by and brought your orders and left, your boyfriend took a deep sigh and took your hand.

“(Name), sweetie. You know I love you, right?” He said hesitantly as you watched you eat your chicken sandwich. You only took one bite when heard Dean talk.

“Yes, of course, Dean. I know how much you love me.” You responded as you whipped up the sauce that was dripping from your mouth with a napkin.

“Okay, so there is something that I think we need to talk about.” Dean said and you instantly y swallowed in dread. What was it that he needed to talk to you about that he needed to talk to you about? Oh, God. Was he going to break up with you?! What are you going to do about your baby?!

No.

You just had to relax and wait for what Dean had to say. You should never jump or rush into conclusions because of the words “we need to talk”. You sat straight up and listened to him.

“So, I had been thinking about our future for a while and we have been together for quite some time. I do believe that there is a future for us. Marriage even.” As Dean spoke in earnest about your relationship going forward , you got all giddy inside and couldn’t wait until you told Dean that you were pregnant.

“Yeah, me too. I totally agree with you, Dean.” You perked up with a smile on your face looking deeply into Dean’s beautiful green eyes.

“Good, I’m glad. You are it for me baby and I can’t imagine my life without you.” He continued and your eyes began to glow. You wonder if he was going to propose to you. “However, there is something I need you to know and how serious I am about this decision. This is absolute and full-on non-negotiable.” He nervously swallowed before he stop those few words that would change the course of your relationship forever.

“I don’t want us to have kids.”

Chapter 2

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