Surprise?

[wolfy_sam]

Sam is an utter wreck, pacing outside of a hospital room. The wolf is agitated, barely calmed by the presence of his brother and mate. Lydia is ill, violently, terribly ill. It had started a week ago and finally progressed to the point where she’d passed out in their bathroom after vomiting most of the day. She was badly dehydrated and weak and Sam was terrified. He couldn’t even smell what was wrong with her, only that she was in pain and afraid.

Specialists are called in, one after another, and no one will give the younger Winchester a definitive answer, much less let him see his fiancee for nearly a full day.

Finally, finally at the end of the day, Sam is allowed in to see Lydia. She’s stable, an IV restoring lost fluids and medication helping to calm the severe nausea. He doesn’t even notice the doctor, all he can see is how pale and how small she looks in the bed and he can’t hold her, not completely.

“Mr. Winchester.. Sam.” The doctor smiles briefly at the rattled Alpha. “You’re going to have a baby.”

Only Dean’s very quick reflexes keep his shocked younger brother from hitting the floor.

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[emplehenoemos.livejournal.com]

Lydia's curled on her side, back to the door. She doesn't notice Sam come in, although she can hear the doctor speaking to him. She doesn't know that Dean has to catch him when he nearly passes out, and doesnt respond to any of the other goings on in the room, the nurses flitting around or the way Cas gives her a sort of gentle, half-hug and whispers a congratulations before he and Dean give her and Sam some space. She doesn't even turn around and acknowledge Sam's presence.

She's four months pregnant.

And she's known for 2.

It's awful. She knows that. It's the absolute worst thing Lydia could do to her husband, who wanted children so badly and threw his all into his niece and nephews (and helping Dean prepare for his incoming twins) when he found out that she couldn't give him children. The man who stuck by her, even when it meant never being a father. And now he was going to be...

And she'd lied. Kept it from him. Insisted she was alright, no matter how sick she got, refusing to go to the doctor. Honestly, she'd assumed she was miscarrying, as she'd expected she'd do, and simply wanted to let it pass on it's own. Doctors, people poking at her, letting it be real was the last thing she'd wanted and if she hadn't been unconscious, Sam would have never gotten her to the hospital.

But here she was.