Crazy Love Chapter Nineteen: Reunited But Awful, a supernatural fanfic

Summary: Sam has a strange dream and things just go downhill from there. Mpreg and wincest. Prequel to Only For You, The Troubles Of Teething and First Christmas.

Rating: T for Teen

Warnings: Mpreg, slash, wincest and language.

Pairing: Sam/Dean

I don't own Supernatural. I've never owned Supernatural. There is an excellent chance that I will never own Supernatural. Please don't sue. I don't have enough money to get a good lawyer. I also don't own the poem at the beginning of the chapter. I think it is brilliant, though.

Reasons why I haven't updated in a long time:

-Had the stomach flu. Not fun at all. Missed three days of school.

-End of the marking period. Even less fun than the stomach flu.

-I (finally) got my own room so I've had to clean out all the stuff from the office and help put my bed in there.

-Biology, math, language arts, history and dance tests. Failed three of those. Failing at life is kind of an understatement at the moment.

- My older brother had his junior prom Friday night so my entire family had to help him find the right tux and make sure that he looked good. In fact, he looked really handsome. Behold the healing powers of a shower!

I think that's it. Sorry, again. I hope you enjoy this chapter and please read and review!

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Crazy Love

Chapter Nineteen: Reunited, But It Doesn't Feel So Good

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Two faces to wash, and four dirty hands 

Two insistent voices, making demands 

Twice as much crying, when things go wrong 

The four eyes closing, with slumber song 

Twice as many garments, blowing on the line 

Two cherubs in the wagon, soaking up sunshine 

Work I do for twins, naturally comes double

 But four arms to hug me, repay all my trouble. 

-Author Unknown 

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"Anna?" A voice croaked from the living room. Sam's, Dean knew. He could identify it anywhere.

He moved quickly towards his brother, taking his hand and kissing him on the top of his forehead. Sam looked pale, dark bags forming underneath his hands, but his small baby bump was still there and that made him beautiful.

Anna came in behind Sam.

"Are you feeling okay now, Samuel?"

Sam nodded, temporarily distracted from his need to talk to his brother. "A little pushing now and then against my stomach, but overall it doesn't feel as bad," he studied Anna's uncharacteristically solemn face. "What is it? The baby's okay, isn't it?"

"There was something that I didn't tell you. Something important," she looked at Dean this time. "Something vital."

Sam visibly gulped, instinctively grabbing his brother's hand, needing the touch, needing the comfort. "What?"

"You're carrying twins," Anna's face didn't light up like Dean expected it too. In fact, if it was possible, her face shadowed. "Another baby for you cute little boys."

"How's that possible? The sonogram… the sonogram didn't show any twins."

Anna shrugged. "Probably hid behind the other one, Samuel. It happens sometimes, I believe."

Sam beamed, looking up at Dean, his eyes expectant and teary. "We're going to have another baby, Dean," he took his brother's hand and placed it on his stomach. "Twins."

Dean forced a smile but his eyes were glued to Anna's upset face. "Yeah, Sammy, another baby. Hey, you stay right there, all right? I'm going to go talk to Anna about something…" he trailed off, not being specific. Either it was because he didn't want to lie to Sam or he didn't know a good enough excuse, Anna didn't know.

Though the older woman could tell that Sam wanted to protest, he accepted it with only a whispered, "Come back soon."

"I will," Dean vowed. "I swear."

Dean and Anna stepped into the kitchen. There were ceramic cats and birds on the counters and the room was painted a bright yellow and a dull pink. The ceiling was silver and had sparkles scattered on it. It was like a clown threw up in there.

"What is wrong, Dean? Sam looked like he wanted you back in there. He loves you, you know," Her voice lacked the joyous exuberance it usually held, instead it sounded robotic and still. "You are extremely lucky."

"What's wrong with him?"

"I don't know what you mean," Anna said simply, plucking a grape out of a bowl and popping it in her mouth. "I just said that he had twins in his belly. That's it."

"What's wrong with him," Dean repeated louder, not in the mood for her bullshit. "Don't even try denying it. I saw it on your face. You're not telling us the whole truth."

"I'm not," she sighed. "The other baby… Sam's body can't handle one baby, let alone two. The reason we couldn't see the other baby is because it's probably so sickly that it won't survive long. The bigger baby will take up all the nutrients, leaving the smaller one none."

Dean shook his head in disbelief. "No, no, no. You… you can do something about it, can't you? I mean, can't Sam just eat a lot so that the other baby will have some food too? For goodness sakes, it's the new millennium. All this medicine available… you have to be able to do something."

"It doesn't work like that. I'm sorry."

At that moment, Bobby came down the stairs into the kitchen and he immediately sensed that something was deeply wrong. He looked at Anna and then Dean, silently debating on whom he should ask first. Noticing the troubled and brooding look that Dean's face currently portrayed, he chose Anna.

"Anastasia? What happened? Is Sam okay?"

"Samuel is carrying twins."

Bobby's mouth turned into a wide O. "Well… I mean, that's a good thing, right? I mean, twins. Two babies."

Dean shook his head, not meeting the older man's eyes. "Anna said that one isn't going to survive."

"It happens sometimes," Anna explained. "I'm sorry that it happened to you two, though. You're cute together."

"Why won't it survive?"

"Not enough nutrients," the woman explained. "The baby leaves the other one none."

"Was that why there were pains?" Bobby asked, trying to wrap his head around everything.

"Kind of. The curse was just settling in as Sam gets bigger."

Dean took a deep breath, rubbing his forehead with his fingers. He could feel the knives prodding at his heart and a deep weight settling in his gut. "We have to save the other baby, Anna. You don't… If we lose that baby, Sam will be... he'll be in a bad place. I'll be in a bad place."

Anna swallowed. "If it was any other pregnancy, I might be able to do something but this is… Not a normal pregnancy. We can try. Get Sam to eat a lot, don't let him get worked up about anything, keep him off his feet and don't let him carry anything heavy and maybe we can save it. Maybe," She stressed. "It's not a definite. There are so many factors here…"

"I will. I'll make sure that he does all that stuff," Dean assured her. "I promise."

Unbeknown to Dean, Bobby and Anna shared a meaningful look.

"Dearest Dean," the older woman began. "Would you like me to tell Sam about this? I know that it is difficult to tell someone you love awful news."

A pregnant pause occurred

"Don't tell him."

"What?" Bobby and Anna exclaimed in unison.

Dean breathed. "If we tell him," he explained and he could of sworn that someone had placed one hundred pound dumbbells on his shoulders. "It'll only stress him out, even more, right? Anna said no stress."

"You planning on lying to him, boy?" Bobby asked gruffly. If he were a cat, his fur would have stood right up on end.

Dean looked down and shut his eyes. "It's not lying. It's just keeping information from him so that he doesn't get himself hurt. That's all. It's not lying."

Bobby shook his head. "Sometimes I can't believe the stupid crap you do."

"I know," Dean said simply. "I know."

"The other baby… Sam's body can't handle one baby, let alone two. The reason we couldn't see the other baby is because it's probably so sickly that it won't survive long. The bigger baby will take up all the nutrients, leaving the smaller one none."

Sam gasped, covering his mouth as he overheard that statement through the paper-thin walls and became lost in his thoughts. No, no, no, no. This wasn't supposed to happen. He and Dean had a house now. The hunting was over. Their dad tolerated them together. Everything was going good. And now they were going to have two little babies, maybe a boy and a girl or just both girls. Either way, he couldn't have been more over the moon about it. But now… God, this wasn't right. What did he do to deserve this? One of his babies was almost positively going to die…. He loved them both already more than he could have ever thought he could of loved anything else. They hadn't even come out, but he knew that he would be the one to change their diapers and feed them and love them. This wasn't right.

"Dearest Dean, would you like me to tell Sam about this? I know that it is difficult to tell someone you love awful news."

"Don't tell him."

He could hear Bobby and Anna's protests and Dean's clarification.

"If we tell him, it'll only stress him out, even more, right? Anna said no stress."

God, Sam hated Dean's fucked up reasons for doing something completely idiotic. He didn't want to hear anymore and rested his head on the soft, purple pillow and drifted off, unshed tears in his eyes before he closed them.

"Sam," somebody nudged him. "Sammy, it's time to go back home, okay?"

"Dean?" Sam yawned and opened one of his eyes. "We can go?"

Dean nodded, faking a happy smile. "Anna gave you the clear. We can go home now," he bent down and gave Sam a chaste kiss on the lips. "Isn't that great? We're going to have twins now, can you believe it?"

Sam closed his eyes and could feel his throat close. Dean was really not planning on telling him, was he? He was just going to keep pretending that everything was okay, that there wasn't a problem in the world. Well, fine, two people can play that game.

"Yeah, I can't believe it either."

"Hey. You all right there?"

"Oh," Sam forced a smiled on his face, hoping that Dean wouldn't notice how artificial it was. "I'm just overwhelmed, is all. Excited."

Dean turned away to grab Sam's coat off the floor and missed the heartbroken look on his brother's face.

End Of Chapter Nineteen

This chapter went a whole different direction than I meant it to be. At first, the big reveal was just going to be that he would have to have a c-section when he was in his seventh or eighth month but then people started to ask if there were going to be multiples. I was horribly conflicted until I got the help of my good friend, shion_kun, who helped me immensely. Thanks, dear.

I really hope that you liked this chapter, it was like pulling out teeth in some parts of it. Again, I'm really sorry for not updating as quickly as I usually do. A lot of stuff's going on, making my life really difficult.

As always, I will respond to any review that I receive as long as I can find the email address.