Supernatural Mpreg One Shots

It's Your Fault (Sabriel) Part 2

"Sam wait!" Gabriel yelled running after Sam in the parking lot. Sam turned around and gasped. Gabriel was probably the last person he expected to be running after him. "Is it true?" Gabriel asked once he was face to face with him.

"Is what true?" Sam asked trying to sound innocent. Sam crossed his hands over his chest waiting for Gabriel to say something other than what he was thinking.

"Are you really..." Gabriel said trailing off the end before continuing. "Pregnant?" 

Sam's eyes went wide and he couldn't believe it. If Gabriel knows, who else does?

"Who told you?" Sam asked in a hushed voice making sure no one was listening. 

"Dean told me." Gabriel answered. This is great. His brother was going around telling his secrets. "Here's the number you can reach me at. Call me if anything happens. Okay?" Gabriel said handing him a tiny slip of paper with some numbers scribbled on it. 

"Okay." Sam asked in complete shock. He slowly took the piece of paper out of Gabriel's hand. His hands are soft , Sam thought. "Why are you doing this?" Sam asked looking for an explanation. 

"Just trying to do the right thing." Gabriel asked shoving his hands in his pockets. "Listen, I gotta get home, but I'll talk to you later." Gabriel added before scurrying off to his car. 

Sam had imagined that scenario in his head many times. But none of the scenarios he imagined were that calm. He just handed Sam his number. That simple. 

Except it wasn't. What Sam was going through was not simple. There was a freaking baby growing inside of him and Gabriel just acted like it was no big deal. Sam just huffed and walked to the Impala where Dean was waiting. He sat down and felt his blood boiling because here he was, sitting next to the guy who told the bastard in the first place.

"How'd it go?" Dean asked looking at his brother. 

"I can't believe you, Dean." Sam growled refusing to look at his older brother. 

"What did I do?" Dean exclaimed throwing his hands in the air. 

"You fucking told him!" Sam yelled. 

"Sam, I had to. He needed to know." Dean said sternly. 

"No, he didn't. I'm going to get rid of the thing, so it doesn't matter if he fucking knows or not." Sam explained in one breath. "I'm 15. I shouldn't have to deal with crap like this." Sam huffed crossing his arms across his chest. 

"I didn't know that." Dean confessed looking straight ahead, avoiding his brother's gaze.

"That's because you didn't even ask." Sam explained feeling slightly more calm.

"Let's just go home." Dean said turning the key making the engine roar to life. 

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When the Winchester brothers got home they were in major trouble. When they opened the door to the apartment, their mother was standing there with her arms on her hips. She had that look on her face that said, "You better start talking." Because in her hand was Sam's pregnancy test. 

"Anyone know wanna explain why I found this in your room?" Mary asked placing the pregnancy test on the coffee table.

The two boys looked at each other with wide eyes. What were they supposed to say? 'Hey mom, Sam is pregnant'. Well, I guess Dean could, but he wouldn't dare because Sam looked like he was about to shit his pants. 

"Boys?" Mary asked sternly. "I want answers." 

"It's a long story." Dean warned while looking at Sam.

"We've got all day." Mary answered still looking at the Winchester boys. The tension was thick and intense. Sam had felt as if he was being interrogated. Sweat was dripping down his forehead already, and he couldn't look his mom in the eyes.

"It's mine." Sam whispered while looking down at his feet. 

Mary's eyes went wide and she was speechless. To be honest she was mainly looking at Dean. 

"What?" Mary spoke after a few minutes of silence. 

"It's mine." Sam repeated once more. "I'm pregnant, mom." 

The words coming from Sam's mouth just made it seem more ridiculous. How could her sweet little boy get himself in this kind of trouble. Mary looked up and saw that Sam was in tears. 

"Please don't hate me." Sam sobbed. Mary melted and was ready to coddle her youngest son. 

"I could never hate you." Mary assured him while taking him in her arms. Her son continued to sob into her shoulder and she looked over to see Dean standing there awkwardly. 

"It'll be okay." 

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Sam sat in the waiting room with Gabriel. It felt only fitting to have him there when he got the abortion. Gabriel was the one who got him pregnant in the first place. 

Sam wasn't thrilled about this. He was afraid for God sakes. But most of all, he couldn't stop thinking about the baby. How it was inside of him and how it was part him and part Gabriel. It wasn't long before he started to imagine what it would look like. How it would have Gabriel's eyes and smile. Without knowing it, tears started to fall down his cheeks. 

"Sam, are you crying?" Gabriel asked genuinely concerned. He wasn't ready to admit it yet, but he actually really liked Sam and not just in a friendly way. 

"I don't think I can do this." Sam whispered wiping his tears as more started to fall. "I can't abort the baby Gabe." Sam explained while starting to sob. 

"You don't have to." Gabriel assured wiping a single tear off of his face. "I'll be here no matter what you decide." 

"Really?" Sam asked surprised. "Even when at full term with a watermelon sized child coming out of my ass?" 

"Yes."Gabriel answered chuckling a little. "Even then." 

"Why?" Sam asked curiously still sniffling a little.

Gabriel didn't need words to answer that question. He couldn't put into words what he was feeling towards Sam, but he knew that from this moment on he need Sam by his side. Gabriel leaned forward and touched his lips against Sam's. It wan't much, but Sam knew that the soft peck on the lips was much more than what it sounded like. It was filled with love and tension. 

Although Sam being 15 and Gabriel being 17 they both knew that together, they could do anything, including have this child.