A Forgotten World

14- Arrival

Weeks and months flew by like hours. I was getting to know Dean more and more and was falling more and more in love as time grew on. I went to the drug store down the road one week to get what we needed when I thought of something else. I got a pregnancy test. I had hoped I wasn't pregnant just because it would complicate things, but I had always wanted to be a mom. I had a feeling Dean wouldn't want kids though. As loving as he was I didn't think fatherhood was something he dreamed of. He cared about me and loved me to death, but hunting was mostly what was on his mind. I paid for the stuff and while I was at the counter, I talked to the friendly cashier.

"Any ideas on how to hide the answer from my husband? I don't think he'll be happy if it's positive." I asked.

"Sorry, hon. I think you're stuck telling him. He's your husband after all. Maybe talk to one of his friends or another relative if you're worried." She added.

"Thanks." I replied and headed out.

A few days later, I woke up one morning and soon after had an overwhelming feeling that I was gonna throw up. I ran to the bathroom and did just that. It went on every day at varying times for about a week before Dean grew concerned.

"Are you ok, babe? Do you need to go to the doctor?" He asked as he held my hair back.

"It's probably just a bug. I'll be ok." I told him even though I knew precisely why.

"Ok. I just worry." He replied.

"I know." I stated once I was done with my fit of throwing up. I collected myself and changed my shirt. That's when there was a knock on the door to my room. "Come in." I stated seeing as how I was already dressed.

"Hey." Sam said as he walked in. "I wanted to come in to see how you were doing and because I have a question. I also know a good trick for nausea."

"I'm doing ok. Not having fun throwing up all the time, but ok." I told him.

"A good trick for nausea is if you bite the bottom right gum. Not hard, you don't want to cut your gum with your tooth, but something about the nerve there makes that work. And my question is, why don't you just tell him?" He asked.

"Thanks. And tell him what?"

"Come on, Anna. You're not fooling me. I know you're pregnant." He whispered.

"Sam, you know it will only complicate things. You know how he gets about hunts. I can't tie him down like that. I'm keeping this kid, but I don't know how to tell him. He's gonna be mad. He may not even want kids. I doubt fatherhood is something he wants." I explained.

"I know it makes things difficult. That doesn't mean he won't want it though. He loves you and I feel like he'll support you with this kid and love it. You mean the world to him. Listen, here's what I'll do. I'll work it into a conversation and ask him how he'd feel about being a dad. I won't tell him you're pregnant. It'll just give us an idea on how to tell him. Once we're out there, try to leave the room at least for a little bit. He'll talk to me and not get suspicious that way. Just follow my lead." We walked out and met Dean at the table.

"Feeling better?" He asked.

"Yeah. Much better. I think I'm getting over this throwing up stuff. I'm gonna get something to drink to clear out the taste in my mouth." I told him. He nodded and I left the room. I stopped once I was out of sight so I could still hear.

"So, Dean. You and Anna have been getting extra serious. You're like inseparable. You ever think about the next step and maybe having kids?" He asked.

"No way, Sammy. I'm not cut out for that. That'd ruin everything. It'd ruin hunting and there's so much responsibility. Not gonna happen. Never." He stated. "Why?"

"Just curious. You've gotten so close lately. I didn't know if you were taking it anywhere." Sam replied. I went and got a coke before heading back out. It took everything in me not to cry at what he said. I knew I would be disappointing him if I told him. I couldn't bear to be a disappointment. I sat back down next to him and we researched the rest of the day.

Dean went to bed and I decided to stay up for a while. I watched some tv and Dean was ok with that. Suddenly Sam stood at the door.

"Hey." He said sadly.

"Hey. What do I do? He's gonna hate me and hate this child." I cried out.

"I don't know. I honestly expected a better reaction. If you want me to tell him, I will." He offered.

"It should come from me. Will you get him in here and then stay while I tell him? Don't let him leave because of it." I asked. He nodded. Dean came in and sat next to me.

"What's wrong, Anna?" He asked. "Talk to me baby."

"Promise you'll still love me no matter what I tell you?" He nodded sincerely. "I-I'm pregnant, Dean." He just stared at me in shock. "Dean, I know you don't want kids and I know it complicates things. Please don't leave me and please don't stop loving me. Please, I'm begging you." I cried out.

"I'm not gonna leave you or stop loving you. Is this why you've been throwing up for over a week?" He asked. I nodded. "Why didn't you just tell me?"

"I was scared. I didn't know how you'd take it. I was so scared right now. Sam asked you how'd you feel about being a father and you didn't want to be one and said it wasn't gonna happen. I had hoped for a better reaction. I thought you'd hate me and whoever I'm carrying right now. I was so scared, Dean." I explained.

"Baby. Baby." He cooed as he wrapped me in a hug. "It's the complicated part that I'm not sure about. I don't hate you or whoever the little bundle of joy will be. Even if I didn't want kids or anything to do with them, I would still be here for you and the kid. You didn't need to be so scared." He consoled. I nodded. "Thanks for being here for her, Sam." He nodded. We got up and headed to bed. I hugged Sam on the way out.

I climbed in bed with Dean.

"You're seriously ok with this?" I asked.

"Yeah. I'm happy. I'm gonna be a dad. Can't guarantee I'll be a good one, but I'm happy." He stated with a smile. "Were you really that scared?"

"Yeah. You sounded so fired up and positive that kids were never gonna happen. I was terrified. I didn't want to be a disappointment to you." I explained.

"I didn't mean for that to sound mean or mad. I'm sorry I scared you. It just complicates things. We'll deal with it. I'm really happy. I love you. And I love you, whoever you are." He said, leaning down towards my stomach.

"I love you too, Dean. And I'm sure he or she does too." I replied. We laid down and went to sleep.

Nine months later, a beautiful little girl came into the world. Dean and I named her Danielle Ashley Winchester. She had Dean's gorgeous green eyes and everyone said she had my nose, but I just didn't see it. She was so much like Dean. As much as I expected him to hate how hard it was, he stepped up more than ever and loved Dani to pieces and Sam loved her too. Dean loved me just as much if not more than before and life was truly good.