They hold onto each other for a long moment, crying out their joy and their relief. A baby. They're going to have a baby.

Sam stays close, even after the parade of doctors and nurses decreases. "I think they'll let you go tomorrow, once we get the house ready for you. Dean said he can put in a lift or something so you can move around the house."

He closes his eyes, resting his hand on the soft round of her belly. A baby. He can't believe this.