𝔸𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕠𝕟 𝕄𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤

A baby

(Since i did end up changing dean and Hannah's backstory, this is going to be different from the first time I wrote it!)

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Sam and Dean stayed at the motel while John went on his hunt. Sam was 19, and Dean, 23.

Dean got out of the shower, Sam was laying on the bed reading a book he had gotten a while back.

"When did dad say he was getting back?" Sam questioned.

"Uh— a couple of days, why?" Dean said.

Sam shook his head.

"Just wondering..." He said.

Dean let his eyes linger on Sam just before there was a knock on the door. Both men shot their heads up at the noise.

Sam looked at dean who looked back at him, dean grabbed his gun, and slowly, but cautiously, made his way to the door.

He looked through the peephole but didn't see anything, he looked back at Sam who had got off the bed and was now standing a few feet behind him.

Dean reached for the doorknob, and opened it.

He peeked out into the parking lot of the motel, then heard a giggle from under him.

He looked down and saw a baby in a carrier. He was definitely in shock.

Sam noticed his brother not moving and looking at something, he moved beside him and traced his eyes to the baby.

His jaw dropped slightly as he was too, in shock.

"Dean. Why is there a baby at our door?" Sam asked keeping his eyes on the child.

Dean didn't answer for a few seconds.

"I have no idea." He spoke up.

"Wait, look." Sam bent down and picked something up that was taped to the carrier. "It's a note, and it's...for you." He handed dean the note.

Dean looked at him before taking the note and reading it aloud.

"Dear, dean..." He started. "You may not remember me, but we hooked up quite a while back. We hooked up, and I got pregnant. The baby is yours, she's four months old, and I don't want her." He read, feeling sick to his stomach. "My parents said that I couldn't have an abortion, so I figured you were the next best thing. -Hannah Smith"

Sam looked up at dean in shock, well, more shock than he was before.

Dean kept his eyes on the note, his mouth hung open slightly and his eyes were wide.

"That's my kid..." he said in disbelief.

Sam took a step back as he ran his hand through his hair. Dean took a deep breath before stuffing the note into his pocket, and picking up the carrier, bringing it inside and closing the door.

"What are you doing?" Sam questioned him.

"Well, I can't just leave her out there, Sam, she'll freeze to death!" Dean told him.