There's a bun in the oven - Sam-x-Female!reader.

                                                                     

You and Sam had been dating for a few months but you had never thought you'd be anything serious. The reality of it was, Sam was too busy with his cases to commit to you even if he had never told you so himself.

Something about Sam had made you stick around.

You had met in a bar on Sam's night off and he asked for your number after your meeting, you even suspected he wasn't expecting to get any more from you but you were both wrong.

On the other hand, Dean approved of yours and Sam's relationship, it wasn't too committed to be a boyfriend/girlfriend status since you and Sam had never discussed it, you were like friends but you both had your fair share of fun in the bedroom.

 It was when you had stayed at the bunker for a few days that you began to feel weird in yourself. You had just settled in and felt comfortable but something was off. You never suspected the sick feelings, cramps and swelling of your bust to be anything other than the fact that you might have been due on your monthly.

Before Sam and Dean had left the bunker the very morning you found out, Dean had commented on your appetite. Apparently you ate his pie, he had never seen anyone have so much in one sitting, even for him. It wasn't that he hadn't offered, it was for breakfast.

 That still could have been symptoms of an upcoming period, you always kept a tab on each time you were on, you hadn't been on for at least five to six weeks and you were usually regular every time. Something wasn't right and you had been holding it off for a long time.

You had been off with the boys after that, it wasn't their fault but you needed them out so you could quickly go to get a pregnancy test. It was a long shot at the time but it seemed like the safe thing to do.

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"C'mon (y/n), we won't be long. Just a quick gank and we'll be back.." Sam patted your shoulder as he walked up to you, giving you a peck on the forehead. You enjoyed his comfort, nodding in response as he moved away.

He gave you that cute grin with his dimples intending his cheeks, "Yeah.. I know.. I'll be here when you get back.." You added quickly.

Dean was the first out the door, saluting you on the way out in friendly gesture, "C'mon Sammy" You heard Deans muffled tone through the walls of the bunker. That encouraged Sam to grab the black hunting rucksack from the breakfast table, saying his goodbyes to you and shutting the door behind him.

You dressed casually to go out, this gave time for the brothers to leave without them seeing you. You thought it was sort of shady that you didn't say anything to the brothers about it before, but you hoped if it was all just a paranoia in your mind so you wouldn't have to say anything at all.

It would be nice to have a baby but you thought it wouldn't be great for yours and Sam's relationship. Especially Sam with hunting and his family history.

As soon as you got what you needed, you went home to the bunker as soon as you could. Luckily, there was a store not far from the bunker so you could walk from there and back. You didn't take no time at all to take off your jacket and shoes and run to the bathroom with the contents of what you just bought.

It obviously took a few moments. In the meanwhile, you paced. Paced. And paced. Those few moments felt like forever, your heart pounding as you thought over every outcome of what could happen next. Pacing made you anxious so you placed the toilet seat down and sat on the lid of it.

Just a few more seconds surely. You stared down at the stick that depended on your future. Your vision blurred a little through strain on focus.

Then it happened.

Positive. The two lines on the little stick had proved this. You felt the weight of yourself become heavy, grabbing the edge of the toilet since you lost balance. You slowly stood up, in shock, you dropped the stick on the floor. You had to call Sam. You couldn't just wait for him to come back. You needed him now.

Before you knew it, you had gone out to the living area, grabbing your mobile and quickly placing it to your ear, the ring calling out to Sam. You could barely speak, your throat tightening as he answered;

Hello?.... (y/n)?

"Sam.... oh my god... please... come back to the bunker... I need to talk to you" Your tone was high and in hysterics as you couldn't comprehend how you felt at that moment.You felt like crying, you just wanted to blurt it out to him there and then.

 You heard the sudden stammering of Sam's confusion and Deans distant 'What, she ran out of pie?'

Okay... okay.. shut up Dean...hold on.. I'll be right over (y/n)

Your paranoia was giving you thoughts, why didn't Sam ask why? Will he be happy? Will he break up with me? I should have been more careful. What will Dean think? I did eat all of his pie. This doesn't help things (y/n).

You sat at the breakfast table, fiddling with your thumbs, spaced out and eyes wide staring at the wall opposite you. Just then, you heard the Impala pull up outside. This was it. Oh god, you weren't ready. You felt sick.

Sam opened the door with such force, looking worried as ever, latching eyes with you. He then frowned, "(y/n).... I was panicking. I thought something was wrong.. are... are you okay??" Sam asked, gulping and clenching his jaw, taking gradual steps towards you.

Your heart was pulsing frantically, you tried to avoid eye contact but failed, "Uhh... Sam... there's no easy way to say this..." You began.

But then Dean was second through the door, closing it behind him. He looked at you like Sam did, raising his hands in question, "Well?" He asked, you stood from the table.

Going to Sam you grabbed his hands to hold them. His eyes focused on yours, you felt your eyes water at the thought. Then he repeated, "(y/n)..." He repeated in more of a concerned tone.

"I'm.... I'm.. pregnant.." And at that you started to cry, letting go of Sam's hands to cover your face.

Sam took a moment, rubbing his hands on his face to get over the news. Dean cooed, "Oh wow brother... you have been busy..."

That cued Sam's bitch face towards Dean and then he turned back to you, wrapping his arms around you, still sobbing, you manage to blurt out, "I'm sorry Sam.... I don't know what to do", Sam took your hands from your face, rubbing his thumbs across your palms,

"Hey.. it's okay.. we'll manage. As a proper couple this time, yeah?"

Dean smirked watching you both, despite the hunting they could really use some good news and to them, maybe this was a new beginning. You laugh exasperated, "Really??!" You smile brightly, the tears seemed to have dried quickly as your cheeks felt hot from all the excitement.

Sam nodded and pulled you into an embrace, lifting you up into the air, you wrapped your arms around his neck, feeling your legs dangle, you nuzzled his nose as you looked down on him, "I love you Sam Winchester..."

He then nuzzled you back and replied with, "I love you too (y/n) Winchester"

Dean chuckled, unfolding his arms, rubbing his hands together before running to you both and joining in the embrace almost knocking you and Sam down in the process, "We can do this (y/n), I promise" Dean stated, planting a kiss in your hair.

~Laurenthebumblebee.