Supernatural Oneshots

9 Months Torture

I wake up...in Dean's arms. What an amazing night. We had celebrated it because of our victory of killing the group of demons camping out in an abandoned house.

Sam and Cas automatically knew to get separate rooms by the way Dean and I were looking at each other.

I get up and go to the bathroom. I turn on the shower and (no need to strip, I'm already naked...) hop in.

I wash my hair and body and reach for my towel.

Shit! I left it next to our duffle bags.

Dean has already seen me nude but I still hope to god that he isn't awake, so he won't see me nude & wet.

I open the door quietly, I don't hear Dean moving around, so I go out and run over to my towel.

"Looking for this?" Dean asks smugly, holding my towel.

He's still only wearing his underwear.

I sigh...this should take awhile.

He pulls my naked body close to him and plants a delicate kiss on my lips. While he's too busy kissing me, I grab the towel and run into the bathroom and lock the door behind me.

I hear him pout as I giggle hysterically.

I know he's smirking as he says, "I'm gonna getcha next time..."

"I know you will" I admit.

I dry off and put on the clothes that I put on the rack ahead of time.

Dean is fully dressed when I go back out. He looks at me and smirks. I throw the towel at his face.

"I win" I brag. I walk past him to the fridge, but before I reach it he pulls me back my my belt loops.

"Not for long" he says and kisses me playfully, "now, I win!"

"Yeah, yeah..." I say.

I head back to the fridge and suddenly, I feel extremely dizzy and I head to the bathroom.

I throw up in the toilet.

"Babe, what's the matter?   Whoa-" He says as he sees me puking.

"Are you alright?" He asks concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fine, I was feeling great just a second ago..."

I reply.

"You don't think  I-I'm... Pregnant?" I ask scared as hell.

My life is way too dangerous for a baby.

Dean and I share a look of sheer terror.

"Shit!" Dean and I say in unison.

We race to the car and I sit in the passenger seat and Dean drives. He drives extremely slow and every time he presses the brakes he gently holds my stomach.

We open the car at Walgreen's and I run inside with my emergency $20.00.

I grab 4 different types of pregnancy tests.

I throw the money in the sleeping clerk's face and run out.

He nods at me as he notices the tests.

I jump in Dean's car and we head back to the hotel.

I run inside, swipe the key, and head for the bathroom.

I urinate in a Styrofoam cup so  that I don't have to pee 4 separate times.

I take a random box, tear it open and stick it in the piss cup.

Positive.

Next one:

Positive.

3rd one:

Positive.

Last one:

Negative.

Are you fucking kidding me?

I pour the rest of the pee into the toilet and go back into the main room.

Dean is sitting on the bed, waiting for answers.

He sees me and I nod my head slowly and crumple to the ground in a crying mess.

Dean wraps his arms around me and tells me that everything is alright and that we can make this work.

Sam walks in with a gun.

"What's happening? I heard Jess crying."

Sam says.

"Sam?" Dean says slowly, "You're gonna be an uncle."

Sam looks frozen in surprise."Sam, I'm gonna be a dad!" Dean says deciding whether or not to be excited.

I get up and hug Sam while crying.

I smile. I'm so happy.

"8 months and 29 days to go!" Dean says.

*3 months later

I started to show my tummy.

Dean kisses my stomach goodnight, every night since the very first time we found out.

I fall asleep like that, every night. Dean has promised me that he won't hunt until the baby comes. We expect it to be a spring baby of April.

We found out 2 weeks ago that its a girl.

Sam has gone on to keep hunting while dean stays by my side, 24/7.

*7 months into my pregnancy.

This is hell. She will not stop kicking. All day, every day.

I'm always hungry, but when I eat I feel sick.

Spare me Lucifer!

I found out 5 months into my pregnancy that this means:

NO ALCOHOL!

Agghggghhhg!

Even worse.

I tried to sneak a sip of beer and Dean threw it against a wall.

Kill me now...

*9 months:

"Babe?" I ask Dean.

"Yes?" Dean replies.

"Are you ready to be a dad?" I ask him

"Yeah. Why?"

"Its time...my water just broke..."