Warnings: Teen pregnancy, discuss of abortion, slight angst, supportive Sammy
Word Count: 852
You had lingered in the bathroom majority of the day, staring at the pregnancy test on the counter while you clutched your knees up to your chest. How could you let this happen? Although you weren't on the pill, he brought condoms, so what went wrong? Either way, when you told him of your suspicion, he stopped talking to you. Dropping you like you were absolutely nothing to him. Leaving you alone by yourself.
“Y/n?” Dean knocked, wiping the tears with your sleeve you responded, “yes?” “you okay in there?” “yeah, Dean, just girl stuff.” Although you couldn’t see him, you knew he made a face behind the door. “Okay, well, dad and I are heading out, you need anything?” “no, thank you.” And with that, you heard his footsteps walk away, leaving you alone by yourself, once again.
Sam was in what you all called ‘the kitchen’, although it was just a small counter with a mini fridge in the middle of your hotel room. You’d finally pushed your feelings of emptiness down and crawled your way out of the bathroom, “Y/n,” “Sam, hi.” “you okay?” “yeah, just-” “girl stuff, I know, Dean made a face about it.” a small smile crept up on your lips, for some reason, Sam always got you. “Of course he did.” You walked over to the small table, where he sat with a textbook in front of him. “Still considering school?” He nodded, the two of you told each other everything. It was like dad and Dean had each other while you and Sam had each other, you told each other everything before anyone else. Although, you weren't entirely sure about informing him how a guy knocked you up and left although you weren't entirely sure you were even pregnant. But the test confirmed your suspicion anyway.
Fiddling with your fingers, you watched Sam read the text book, boring, but in an attempt to keep everything out of your mind at the moment, you’d do anything. Every once in awhile he’d glance up, watch you for a moment when he believed you were in a daze in your own mind, then go back to reading. But your thoughts started sinking in. What if dad kicked you out? What if you wouldn’t be a Winchester anymore? What would happen if you had the baby? You couldn’t do it, you were only sixteen for crying out loud. All the worry sank in all at once, tears started forming at the edge of your eyes, and all you wanted to do was run away and cry.
“Y/n?” Sam had been watching you for a few minutes now, and you hadn’t even noticed. “Sammy, I messed up..” your voice cracked, and all of a sudden the tears started running down your face. In a panic, Sam quickly stood up and came over to kneel in front of you, “what happened? what’s wrong?” “I- I can’t..” “Yes you can, look, I’m not dad or Dean, we tell each other everything, remember?” You sniffed and nodded, however, the crying wouldn’t stop. “I’m sorry..” He hushed you gently, carefully bringing you in for a hug while he gently rubbed your back soothingly, “It’s okay, you have nothing to apologize for.” You gently pushed him back, taking deep breaths in an attempt to calm yourself down. “I’m pregnant.” You blurted, watching Sam’s eye’s widen as he quickly lost his communication which his jaw ajar, lost as to what to say.
“Sammy..?” “I.. Who..?” “Remember that guy I was talking to when you came by the park to grab me the other day?” He nodded, and you nodded back. He let out a sigh, “It’s okay, we’re gonna get through this, okay?” “You’re not mad?” Your face showed confusion, yet you were beaming on the inside. Having Sam mad at you would’ve crushed you, yet here he was, being supportive big brother. “Why would I be mad?” “Because.. It’s my fault..” “Hey, It’s not your fault. Look, accident’s happen, okay?” “Like me?” “Hey, Y/n, don’t say that, you weren’t accident,” “Sam.” He stopped, and you smiled, “it’s okay.” Letting out another sigh, he pulled a chair over and sat down beside you. “What do you wanna do?” “I can’t keep it.. Dad and Dean would kill me..” “Hey, no thinking about dad or Dean at the moment, this is about you and what you want.” Letting your thoughts process, you nodded. “I still can’t keep it Sammy.. I don’t want this life for them.. I’m only sixteen, I- I can’t take care of a baby, let alone myself..” Sam nodded his head again, understanding while rubbing soothing circles on your knee for support.
“Well.. What would you like to do?” “I- I think I need an abortion..” “Are you sure this is what you want?” You sniffed and nodded your head, wiping the tears from your eyes. “Positive.” “Okay.. I’m always gonna be there for you, no matter what, okay?” a small smile formed on your face, as Sam wiped the remaining tears from your face with his thumb. “Okay.”
I read your Elizabeth Winchester story on ao3, it was really good. Like stupid good fam. It was a little confusing at times but that's it.
Oh my god. It's been YEARS since I even though of that story. Yeah, I recognize it was a little confusing. I never really had a direction to take it, just a character idea I wanted to play with. Thanks for letting me know it's still getting hits!
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