Supernatural One-Shots and Imagines (x Reader)

Carrying Sam Winchester's baby would include: (Headcanon)

Credit to the Gif creator

Warnings: None

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• When you first tell Sam you're carrying his baby he is quite honestly shocked. The two of you hadn't planned on starting a family, not until you were at least living a more stable and less dangerous life.

• But then, the very thought of having a little piece of you and him wrapped up in a sweet wriggling little bundle brought the most adorable smile to his lips.

• Though late at night he would lay awake with his arms protectively around your middle and worry about how he was going to give his baby a safe and relatively normal and loving childhood.

• Under no circumstances were you allowed to hunt, not that you minded, you didn't want to take any chances with your precious cargo.

• He really was the most thoughtful father to be, researching all the different morning sickness remedies and finally finding one that helped you. Making sure it was ready for you every morning before you even got out of bed.

• So affectionate, unable to keep his hands from your belly. Loving to cuddle you from behind, so he could rest his chin upon your head and wrap you in his big strong arms, resting his large hands protectively over your growing bump.

• Every week he would give you updates, telling you what milestones were taking place inside your ever-expanding tummy.

• Absolutely adoring your changing body and pregnancy glow, telling you just how beautiful you are, every. single. day. Dean was forever whinging about it.

• Cass being just as amazed and fascinated as Sam by your growing belly and the new life growing inside.

• One day Sam came to lay on the bed beside you as you rested, lovingly placing his hand to your tummy. Leaning down he pressed his lips to your belly button and spoke into it as if it were a microphone. "Hey, watcha' doing in there?"

• That was the moment, the baby reacted to his voice for the very first time, kicking his hand that rested upon your belly. His mouth dropped open in awe before a huge goofy smile engulfed his entire face.

• After that, he was forever talking to your belly.

• And kissing your belly too.

• At the end of the day when your whole body ached, he would run you a nice warm bath, giving you a massage afterwards.

• And back tickles, lots of back tickles. They were so relaxing.

• He still went on hunts, but never too far away and nothing too complicated, not wanting to risk not being there if you needed him.

• But as the day drew near the hunting trips stopped altogether.

• Dean getting pretty excited about being an uncle, calling himself, 'Funcle Dean.'

• When you went into labour you surprised yourself by remaining calm, but when Sam came into the library seeing you bent over in pain, he panicked dropping his glass of water to the floor.

• "(YN), what's wrong... Are you okay... is the baby okay?"

• Before you knew it, Sam was by your side, tenderly rubbing your back, realising you were in labour.

• As if you were helpless he picked you up and carried you to your room, laying you down on the bed.

• Choosing to have your baby at the bunker, where it offered both you and the baby some level of protection... from, well... 'the supernatural'. With your own resident Angel by your side just in case any complications arose.

• Sam being so supportive, knowing exactly what you needed and when.

• So many back rubs

• He always knew you were tuff but he truly felt in awe of you, watching you battle through all your contractions.

• Quietly amused by your potty mouth.

• When the baby finally arrived, never had a cry sounded so sweet, such a welcomed sign of a healthy baby.

• "It's a girl," Cass had known all along, but you made him promise to keep it to himself.

• Sam felt his eyes cloud over, 'A little girl to love and cherish.' He hadn't even held the child yet and already his heart was bursting with uncontained love.

• When you held the loud and lively baby to your chest, she settled almost instantly as you kissed the top of her precious head, your eyes filled with tears. The vision was perfect.

• And when you carefully passed the tiny, sleeping treasure into his eager arms, he inhaled deeply, unable to put into words the immeasurable pride he felt in his helpless little stranger.

• Finally tearing his gaze from her, to look up at you... his gratitude and pride written all over his face, whispering just two words... but never meaning them more than he did at that very moment...

• .... "Thank you."

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