I am sorry for taking so long to get the 3rd part up and running but finally it's here. I wish to thank everyone who read and reviewed EtU and OWtT. If you haven't read those then please read those before reading this.

Summary: While on a hunt Sam and Dean go through some troubles with Sam's being pregnant.

Warning: Mpreg, Wincest, Language

Disclaimer: I wish I owned the wonderful show and the sexy boys known at Jared and Jensen but alas I do not.

CWC: 989

Chapter 1

Dean groaned as he opened his eyes feeling the sunlight on his face. He bolted upright when he didn't see Sam in the bed next to him. Just then he heard Sam retching in the bathroom and he visibly relaxed as he swung his legs off the bed and went to the motel bathroom and knocked on the door.

"Sammy?"

"M'fine, Dean. I'll be out in a minute," Sam said before Dean heard him throwing up again.

Dean sighed. He hated hearing Sam throwing up. When he called Simone yesterday to see if that's normal, she assured him that it was and that it lasts up to about 4 months. He felt bad for Sam. Dean knocked on the door again.

"Sammy."

Sam opened the door and Dean noticed that he looked a little pale. He chuckled.

"Dude, you reek. Let's get you in the shower. While you do that I'll go and check out that lead."

Sam shook his head, "You shouldn't go alone, Dean."

Dean shrugged, "Sam, I'll be fine. You need to rest."

"Dude, I'm fine."

"You're pale."

"Because I just threw up everything I ate last night. I'm fine, Dean. Simone said I can work just as long as I don't overwork myself."

Dean sighed. He knew Sam was gonna be stubborn and when Sam had his mind set up, there was no changing it.

"Fine, bitch. Get in the shower."

~SPN~

"So you're saying that Mikey was suspended in mid-air?" Dean asked.

The girl they were interviewing nodded her head, "Yup, craziest thing I ever saw too. I mean I thought it was a trick but there were no ropes or anything and all of a sudden he plummeted down to the ground. I tried to catch him but it was too fast and I wasn't quick enough. I knew he was dead by the loud crack I heard and the blood came pouring out."

Sam nodded his head as he and Dean started getting ready to walk away, "Thank you for your time."

The girl nodded again after giving Dean the once over. Dean just flashed his flirtatious grin and ran to catch up with his brother.

"So what are you thinking?" he asked.

"Poltergeist, maybe?"

"But they never leave a house. This kid was in the middle of the street, Sammy."

"Well you know of anything else that can suspend a person in mid-air and then just suddenly drop them?"

Dean opened the car door and slid behind the wheel, "Could 'a been a ghost, or a demon but I don't think it was a poltergeist."

Sam slid in the passenger seat and put his seatbelt on. He just shrugged and looked out the window. Dean looked at him and frowned.

"You okay?"

Sam nodded but didn't look away from the window. Dean touched his thigh.

"Hey, talk to me, what's going on in that freakishly large brain of yours?"

Sam sighed and turned to Dean with tears in his eyes. This shocked Dean.

"Hey, what's the matter, baby? You upset with what I said?"

Sam shook his head and put his head down, "No."

"Then what, Sam?" Dean was starting to get worried.

"Nothing, Dean. M'fine."

"Dude, you're not fine! You're freaking crying for God's sake. What's going on?"

"Nothing! Just drop it okay? I said nothing!" Sam yelled and then turned back to the window.

Dean recoiled like he had been hit. He sighed and turned back watch the road as he drove silently back to their motel. The minute Dean parked the car Sam ran out of the car and into the room shutting the door behind him. Dean sighed as he got out the car. He went inside the room and shut the door behind him making sure the salt lines were still intact. He heard Sam in the bathroom and pounded on the door.

"Sam, open the door."

"No. I'm fine. I just need a second."

Dean sighed. Sam wasn't fine and he knew it, "Baby, please open the door and talk to me."

Dean heard Sam sniffing before the door opened and Sam stood in the door way with tears running down his cheeks. Dean's face softened and he pulled his brother into a hug.

"Sammy, talk to me. What's going on?"

"I'm fucking pregnant, Dean!"

"I know, Sammy."

"And that doesn't bother you? I mean I'm a dude who's fucking pregnant! What kinda dude gets himself pregnant? What kinda dude can get pregnant at all?"

Dean led Sam over to the bed and sat down with him, "Sam we went through all of this when you first told me. I mean come on; you know all of this stuff already."

"I mean aren't you angry? You should be angry at me."

"Why? If I should be angry at someone it's myself. I'm the one who took advantage of you, baby."

Sam bit his lip, "I don't wanna be pregnant, Dean. I mean what if something happens to the baby? I mean think about what kind of life we live. I don't want to bring a child up in this kind of world. It's not fair. Why'd this happen to me?"

"Because you got an idiot for a brother," Dean muttered standing up and walking to the kitchen area. Sam jumped up and followed him.

"Dean, wait, I'm sorry. I'm not saying it's your fault."

Dean spun around, "But it is! Dammit, if I hadn't taken advantage of you that night none of this would've have happened!"

Sam wrapped his arms around his brother's waist and placed a kiss to his lips, "Dean, you were drunk, I don't blame you."

"You should," Dean muttered.

"Well, I don't. True, I don't want to be pregnant, but if I have to be, I'm glad it's yours."

TBC...