Taking Chances Part 6
Characters: Sam x OFC, Reader
Words: 906
Warnings: None
A/N: Hello everyone! I am not dead! Sorry for long hiatus in posting fics. I haven’t been posting or writing as much since I got my full time job just over a year ago. I have to work on a computer all day so having the motivation to sit down and write is hard. But I am getting back into working on this and the Hunter’s Son series. So please be on the look out and enjoy!
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You walked into the room Monday evening, going to your usual spot to set your stuff up. You glanced over as Sam finished his conversation with one of the clients and made his way over.
He smiled softly as he approached, “Are you feeling any better?”
You straightened up, “I’m here aren’t I,” you joked.
Sam scoffed and shook his head with a smile. “Well just take it easy okay? And if you start feeling nauseous just go.”
You smiled softly, “I know. Hey how’d that date go by the way?”
Sam scratched the back of his head, “Well it was surprisingly good. Jasmine said she’d be coming to join the class.”
You nodded and as if right on cue she came into the room.
Jasmine scanned the room and perked up at the sight of Sam, coming over. “Hey.”
Sam smiled, “Hey you made it. Why don’t you set up back here and we’ll get started soon?”
She nodded and got started as Sam walked off.
“Hi, my name is Jasmine! And you are?”
“Y/N,” you said simply.
“Well it’s nice to meet you. Please don’t mind if I end up watching you on how to do some of this stuff. I haven’t worked out since high school and I really wanna get back into shape.”
All you could do was nod and listen as Sam began the guided meditation.
Sam kept the class relatively simple today and you had no idea if it was because of you or his new found interest. Not that you could complain, it felt nice to take it easy and some of the moves didn’t hurt your chest as much. However, deep down it did drive you insane that Jasmine kept watching you or asking Sam constantly for help and giggling. She really made it hard to focus.
Soon it was only the three of you, everyone else having already piled out of the room.
“Wow, I didn’t realize I was that out of shape,” she laughed. “This was really fun.”
Sam nodded, “I figured we’d take it easy today since this was your first time.”
“Wait this was easy? I might need private lessons then.”
You finished gathering your things and heading for the door, having to stop once Sam called out to you. You glanced back and could’ve sworn Jasmine gave you a dirty look.
Sam came over and spoke quietly, “I have something I need to ask you. Can I call you later?”
Your brows furrowed, “Uh, yeah. Everything okay?”
He nodded, “Just something I need to ask about. Be safe okay?”
You nodded and went out to your car, tossing your things into your back seat. The entire drive home was spent in silence as you swam around in your thoughts.
What on earth could Sam possibly have to ask you? And why didn’t he ask you right then? Was it because of Jasmine and had to deal with his donation?
You let out a sigh as you pulled to your driveway, parking and going into your home to make dinner.
With your nerves you couldn’t help but pick at your food and barely eat anything. You’d eat later, you’d tell yourself.
When Sam’s name popped up onto your phone you quickly snatched it and answered.
“Hey what’s up? Is everything okay?”
“Uh, yeah,” he said simply. “I’m sorry I didn’t ask back in class but Jasmine doesn’t really know our situation and it’d probably be really weird. Anyways, I told my parents about it.”
Oh god.
If you weren’t nervous before, you really were now. You were ready to vomit up the contents you did manage to eat.
He told his parents about you- about how he donated.
What were they going to think?
“I’m sorry,” Sam immediately blurted out into the silence. “I know I probably shouldn’t have but I just felt like they had a right to know. I know I gave up my rights so I probably shouldn’t have done that but my mom is actually really excited.”
“What?”
“Yeah, she’s really excited and my parents really want to meet you.”
Holy shit.
You took a deep breath, relief washing over you and running a hand through your hair. “Yeah, that’s okay. I’m not, I’m not mad. You’re right, they deserve to know. But Sam, are you sure this is a good idea?”
“My mom seems to think so. I told her I gave up my rights but nonetheless it's her grandchild. She really wants to meet you and I told her it’s up to you. I know this probably isn’t normal, but it’s not like Dean will give her a grandchild soon.”
He’s right, it definitely wasn’t normal. You wouldn’t even meet any donor’s families, you’d only know what was in their file. Then again, everything about this situation felt far from normal.
“I’ll do it.”
Sam blinked from his end of the phone, “Alright. I’ll let them know and see when they’d like to do this.”
“Sounds good, Sam. I’ll see you later.”
“See you later.”
You pulled the phone away from your ear and watched as the call ended, a sigh leaving your body.
That’s all it was.
His parents wanted to meet you, the girl he donated his sperm to. And from the way he made it sound, they were excited. Definitely a better reaction than what your family had.
Maybe meeting them wouldn’t be so bad.
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