Supernatural Mpreg One Shots

It's Your Fault (Sabriel)

No, no, no, no, no. 

It was one freaking time. One time. 

Yet, here he stood. In the bathroom, with a positive pregnancy test. His first time having sex and of coarse he gets pregnant. That's just his luck. 

"Sam, you okay in there?" He heard his dad ask from the other side of the door. 

Shit, shit, shit. 

What does anyone even do with a pregnancy test? If he puts it in the trash, there's a chance that Dean could find it. Or worse, Dad. Sam panics and shoves it down his pants. He's pretty sure he can make it to his room as long as no one looks at his crotch. 

"Yeah, I'm just a- a- fixing my hair?" Sam answered with what sounded more like a question than anything. "I'll be out in a second." Sam added taking a quick look in the mirror. He just need to make it to his room.

"Well, hurry on up or there will be no more pizza." Dad spoke. He could hear his footsteps fading and he decided it was time to make a run for it. 

He swung the door open and made a break for his room that was just down the hall. Sam was just so desperate to make it to his room to find some way to get rid of the stupid pregnancy test for the night that he didn't notice Dean walking into their room. Just as Sam closed his underwear drawer Dean decided to speak up.

"What'cha got there Sammy?" Dean asked leaning against the door frame. 

"N-nothing." Sam answered nervously. 

"Doesn't sound like nothin'" Dean hinted walking closer to the younger brother. 

"Boys, come on the pizzas getting cold." Their mom called from the kitchen. Sam and Dean exchanged glances at each other that seemed to say, "We'll talk about this later."

Sam gulped and made his way to the dinner table, hoping that by some miracle he'd be able to keep his food down. 

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During dinner, his stomach would not stop churning. Sam wasn't sure if it was because of the baby that was now growing in his stomach or the fact that Dean was going to find out. God, why did this have to be him? He did everything right. He got straight A's, was on the soccer team and football team, and on top of that he was president of the debate club. Kids like that didn't get pregnant at 15. 

"Sam, are you okay? You've hardly touched your dinner." Mary said worryingly gesturing to his plate with everything still on it. 

Sam nodded and said, "Yeah, I'm just not that hungry." Sam is hoping that he sounds believable. He can't afford anybody else finding out. "Can I go to my room?" Sam asked hopeful. If he could get into their room first, that would give him the opportunity to get rid of the test before Dean sees it.

"Can I go too?" Dean asked causing Sam's eyes to widen. 

"Umm, I guess you can." Mary answered looking at John who nodded. 

Sam looked at Dean who was already walking to the room. This made Sam practically leap out of his chair. He made it to the room hoping to stop Dean from opening the drawer, but what he saw was Dean holding his pregnancy stick. He slowly shut the door and sighed. 

"Sam, please tell me that this isn't real." Dean begged sitting on his bed, still staring at the test. 

"I'm sorry." Sam whispered sitting down next to him. 

"You're so smart, Sam. How did you let this happen?" Dean asked sounding more upset by the second. 

"It's not like I planned for it to happen, Dean." Sam responded with tears welling up in his eyes. This caused Dean's eyes to widen. Never in Dean's life had he'd seen Sam just break down. 

"Woah, dude please don't cry. If Mom and Dad hear you their gonna know something's up." Dean warned quietly. "What's the guy's name?" Dean asked suddenly very curious. 

"Gabriel Novak." Sam answered after taking a deep breath. 

Dean knew who that was, and that son of a bitch was gonna pay. 

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The next morning Sam awoke with his stomach churning, again. At that very moment he wished hell on Gabriel Novak.  Sam groaned as he tried to sit up, but his stomach wasn't having it. Sam lurched forward and ran to the bathroom as fast as he could, hoping to make it in time. 

He kneeled down in front of the toilet and threw up the bits and pieces that he managed to eat last night. Sam was convinced that this was the worst that he was every going to feel. 

He was exhausted, covered in cold sweats, and weak. He didn't even think he could stand himself up. Good thing his parents always left for work early, or Sam's secret would have been out by now. 

"Sam?" Dean called from outside the bathroom door. 

"Yeah?" Sam answered. His voice was raspy and his throat felt like it was on fire. 

"Are you gonna be able to go to school today?" Dean asked sounding legitimately worried.

"Yeah, I just need a moment." Sam answered while wiping off his mouth with his sleeve. I need a moment for my stomach to stop churning, Sam thought while using the toilet to stand himself up. 

Sam took a look in the mirror and sighed. He just looked plain tired. He rinsed off his face, and stood there looking down at the sink for a second. 

Why me? 

The drive to school was quiet. Sam didn't have anything to say and neither did Dean. Although no words were shared, Sam knew something was on Dean's mind. He just wished he knew what it was. 

(I'm gonna switch POVs because I'm bored) 

Where was he? Gabriel Novak had to be somewhere in this hell hole. Dean turned the corner and there he stood. The dumbass was leaning against a locker talking to some other guy. He had no idea what he had done to Dean Winchester's little brother. 

Dean was angry. He grabbed the boy by the collar and basically growled in his face. 

"Woah, what did I ever do to you?" Gabriel asked taken off guard. 

"Come with me right now, unless you want a broken nose." Dean ordered putting the boy down. Gabriel had no hesitations and followed obediently. They walked into the nearest restroom and waited for everyone to leave before locking it.

"What do you want to talk about?"Gabriel asked while wondering why the hell they had to talk in the restroom. What was so urged that we couldn't talk out in the hall, Gabriel thought.

"You need to talk to Sam." Dean growled.

"Who's Sam?" Gabriel asked confused. 

"You slept with him you little bastard." Dean cursed lunging at him. 

"I sleep with a lot of people, Dean." Gabriel explained trying to calm him down. "You're going to need to clarify."

"He's tall, longish hair, and is really smart." Dean described.

"Oh, you mean Sammy." Gabriel said finally understanding. "Yeah, we had a great time." 

"Well, you're great time had some consequences."Dean said shoving him a little. "Because of you my little brother is fucking pregnant, and it's your fault." 

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It's late, and it's pretty long. I would just continue some other time and post it then, but I haven't posted in a while. So if you liked it and want a part two please let me know. 

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