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Baby Blues

Chapter 1

Jessica opened the door to the small apartment she shared with her boyfriend as nerves burned in her stomach. "Sam?" she called anxiously as she tucked her long blonde hair behind her ears, relieved when there was no answer. Her boyfriend wasn't home from his late class yet.

Locking the door behind her, Jess dropped her purse on the couch after removing two slim boxes with trembling hands. Pregnancy tests. She was late. She had put off buying them because her period was never regular, allowing her to remain in a state of denial. But then, yesterday, the belly pain had started, and she was no longer able to ignore the fact that she had missed her period. Fear gathered in the back of her throat, making her want to scream. What was she going to do if she was pregnant? How was she going to tell Sam?

Jess hurried into the bedroom and changed into her comfy sweats, the ones she wore when she didn't feel well, before shuffling into the small bathroom. Her fingers fumbled clumsily over the first box as she opened the package. Soon, both tests were resting on the bathroom counter as she flushed the toilet and leaned against the bathroom door, sliding down to sit on the cool tile floor.

She blinked back tears and reminded herself that she didn't have to panic, not until those two tests were complete. Not until she knew for sure.

Jess was still in school, and so was Sam. He wanted to go to law school; they had talked about it again just a few days ago. Would he be angry with her? She didn't think so, but her boyfriend also had a sense of duty. Jess was worried that he would give up everything if they were having a baby and then end up resenting her and the child later on. She knew, however, that ending the pregnancy was not an option she would consider.

Jess wiped in a futile motion at the tears that had begun to course their way down her cheeks. If she was pregnant, she knew that she would carry the baby. Jess rested her forehead on her knees. It was the raising part that had her concerned. Would Sam want to be a part of this with her? They'd been together not quite a year.

Raising her head, Jess pushed unsteadily to her feet and forced herself to look at the two tests that rested on the counter. Positive. Both of them.

Panic welled up inside of her and she snatched them off the counter before shoving them both back into the empty boxes. Hurrying into the living room, she hid the boxes in her purse, not daring to throw them away where Sam might find them.

Jess swallowed hard and shuffled back into the bathroom where she washed her shaking hands and splashed water on her face before looking in the mirror. The face staring back at her was too pale with dark circles bruising the skin beneath her eyes. With a heavy sigh, Jess pushed her disheveled hari back from her face and went back into the bedroom. Throwing back the covers, she crawled into the bed. Sam would be concerned when he arrived to find her already in bed, but her stomach was hurting and she needed time to get her thoughts together. One look at her face, and he'd be trying to draw her out into conversation about whatever was eating at her, and she wasn't ready to share her news with him. Not yet. She needed time to plan out what she was going to say.

Jess must have dozed off at some point. She woke to Sam spooning behind her, his breath warm against her neck.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly once he realized she was awake. "You are in bed early."

"My stomach was bothering me," she murmured, surprised to find her throat suddenly tight with emotion.

"Jess?" Sam questioned as he kissed the shell of her ear. He knew something was wrong. Her body was too tense, her tone too tight. He slid his hand gently around her to rest it over her abdomen, hoping the warmth would soothe her pain. "Cramps?" he asked gently.

"Sam," she sobbed suddenly as she turned to bury her face in his chest.

Alarm spiraled through him. "Jess, what is it? Are you sick?" He pushed her blonde hair back from her face and reached behind him to turn on the lamp that sat on the nightstand. Tears soaked his girlfriend's cheeks, and her nose was red from crying.

"Sam, I'm pregnant," she gasped out around a sob as she studied his face anxiously for his reaction. She hadn't planned on telling him tonight, but the words rushed out before she could stop them.

Sam's eyes widened as a strange burning sensation began in the pit of his stomach. "Pr-pregnant?" he stammered, his mind darting from one thought to the next.

Jess nodded and wiped at her face with trembling hands. "I was afraid you'd be upset," she said softly, her eyes still fixed on his face as she studied his reaction..

Sam shook his head. "No, no, I'm not upset." Although his world had suddenly tipped upside down, he realized that Jess needed his encouragement and support right now. He tried to gather his scattered thoughts and pull himself together to support his girlfriend. "I'm surprised – shocked – but not upset, Jess." He pressed a kiss to her forehead. "A baby, wow….." He trailed off as attempted to process the idea of a tiny baby created by him and Jess.

Jess sniffled. "But you have school and then law school, and I'm still in school." Her shoulders began to shake with sobs once again as she buried her face in his chest.

"We'll figure this out, Jess. We have time," he assured her even as his stomach twisted with anxiety. He stroked gentle hands through her long, blonde hair and held her as she cried. Sam breathed in the scent of her shampoo as he pressed his face into her long, blonde tresses. "It's going to be okay," he murmured.

Jess cried herself to sleep in his arms with Sam rubbing soothing circles on her back. He laid awake a long time, his mind mulling over their options for the future. They would be a family. There had to be a way for both of them to finish school, work, and raise a baby. He was sure that together they could find a way. It was a long time before he finally fell asleep.

Jess woke early the next morning with her stomach cramping mildly. Sam had turned on his side facing away from her, one of his long, gangly arms hanging off of the bed. Jess rubbed at her eyes. They felt goopy and swollen after all of the crying she had done the night before.

She shuffled into the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face, feeling slightly more revived afterwards. Her belly continued to twinge, but she ignored it and dressed for the day in a pale blue sundress with spaghetti straps.

A rustling from the bed behind her drew her attention. Sam rolled over and rubbed sleepily at his eyes, looking for all the world just like a little boy. Jess' heart melted as she gazed down at the love of her life. Sam had been different from the moment she'd met him. She'd fallen for him and fallen hard.

He blinked up at her. "Hey, how are you feeling this morning?"

"My stomach is still a little unhappy," she admitted, watching as Sam rolled out of bed.

He adjusted his boxers and moved to stand behind her, wrapping his arms around her and placing his hand over her belly. "Is our baby okay?" he asked in concern.

Jess felt a smile curve her lips at the words "our baby." "He's fine."

"So you think it's a boy?" Sam asked as he gently turned her around in his arms, his eyes twinkling.

"Yup, a little boy that looks just like you," she murmured, leaning up to kiss his chin.

Sam chuckled softly. "My brother won't know what to think when he finds out he's going to be an uncle." He knew, however, that Dean would spoil this baby rotten every chance he got.

Jess ran her hands up and down Sam's sides, a grin tugging at the corner of her mouth as he squirmed just a bit. "I can't wait to meet this mystery brother of yours."

"He'll try to teach our son bad habits," Sam grinned, although it quickly faded. "My dad will be upset, though."

"I thought you and your dad didn't speak," Jess told him softly.

"We don't," Sam sighed. "But he has his ways of finding things out." He pushed the depressing thoughts to the back of his mind. "But I'm not going to worry about it. Have you made a doctor's appointment yet?"

Jess shook her head, glad to see that Sam was concerned about their baby. "No, I'll call my doctor this afternoon once class is over."

"Good," Sam smiled, placing a kiss to her forehead. "Do you need me to take you to class?"

Jess chuckled. "Sam, I'm pregnant, not an invalid. I'll be fine."

He studied her for a moment. "If you're sure…" he trailed off.

"I am," she laughed, ignoring the slight pain in her stomach.

Jess called her doctor's office as soon as her last class of the day was over. She sighed with relief when she was able to get a doctor's appointment for the next week. Sam was hovering, and she wanted the doctor to tell him that everything was going to be all right.

Sam returned from his classes late that afternoon looking windblown and tired. He brushed his longish bangs back from his forehead and dropped his heavy bag of books on the floor next to the desk. Then he sought her out in the kitchen. "Did you call the doctor?" he asked anxiously as he planted a tender kiss on her lips.

"Yes," she smiled. "I have an appointment next week when neither of us has class. That way you can go with me and the doctor can tell you that you don't need to be such a mother hen."

Sam pulled back and looked offended. "Hey, I'm just making sure you and our baby are all right. There's nothing wrong with that." He'd never been around a pregnant woman before, but surely Jess would need to be more careful in her day to day activity now that she was carrying a baby.

"But you can't smother me, Sam," Jess pointed out softly, her fingers tenderly stroking the five o'clock shadow that rimmed his jaw.

"But-" he argued.

"No buts," she smiled. "Sam, I'm fine. The baby will be fine."

He sighed, but slipped his arms around her waist. "Can I take my girlfriend and my baby out to dinner to celebrate?"

"Has to be someplace cheap since payday isn't for three more days," she laughed, "but sure."

Sam grinned and twined his fingers with hers. "I love you, Jess," he smiled, pressing his lips tenderly to hers before leading her out of the kitchen and toward their front door.

To Be Continued…