Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or any of its characters, I do however own Annie and all others you do not know
A/N: Okay, so I had a Supernatural marathon this morning and it was like someone lit a fire under my ass. So I now have this huge need/inspiration to write for this. Happy Reading! Enjoy!
Down We Fall
Annie was sat on the edge of the bathtub, EPT in hand.
She had talked herself into believing it wasn't real. That it was just the stress of Dean being in the hospital and the loss of John. But that hope quickly faded when the word 'pregnant' appeared.
"Wow. Something smells good."
Annie looked up from the stove and smiled at Bobby.
"Where are the boys?" She asked.
"Dean's still out at that damn car, and Sam's pestering him." He sighed.
Annie nodded and went back to stirring the chili. After feeling his eyes on her back she sighed.
"Spit it out, Bobby."
"So you and Dean, huh?" He chuckled.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"If you think you're fooling me, you're dead wrong." Bobby leaned against the counter and looked at her with a knowing eye. "How long have you two been together?"
"We were together for a few months--I'm going to break-up with him."
She busied herself about the kitchen, trying to ignore the feeling of Bobby drilling holes into the back of her head.
"That's going to break that boy." His voice was hard.
Annie spun to face him with tears in her eyes. "I'm pregnant, Bobby."
"And you're ending it because...?"
"You and I both know Dean will never settle down."
"You're right, he won't. But he takes care of his family, and he'll always protect the ones he loves."
Annie frowned. "The road is no place for a child."
He scrubbed a hand down his face with a sigh before looking her dead in the eye. "You need to tell him, Annie."
Shrugging she turned around and stirred the chili again. "What makes you think I haven't already told him?"
Bobby started to busy himself with making coffee while he tried to think of how to put the words.
"Well for one, he's not freaking out like men do when they find out they're going to be fathers for the first time; two, he hasn't asked you to marry him." As if knowing she was going to interrupt he held up his hand. "Stop--you know Dean would do the responsible thing. He'd want to do it right. And three? You wouldn't be ending it if he knew. You love him Annie."
Annie opened her mouth to disagree but the back door opened and a solemn looking Sam walked in.
He looked back and forth between Bobby and Annie, a nervous expression on his face. "Everything okay?"
"Actually, Annie and I were just talking about that." Bobby crossed his arm.
Annie shrugged and dished herself up a bowl of the chili. "I'm eating in my room and then I'm going to bed."
"It's like 6." Sam frowned.
"Be sure to put the left-overs in the fridge. Night guys."
When the muffled sound of a door closing could be heard Sam turned to Bobby. "What's going on?"
"Not my place. to say. But your idjit of a brother needs to talk to his girl."
The back door opened and Dean frowned.
"What about me?"
Annie smiled slightly as she laid in bed, scratching Binx's ears as the kitty cuddled into her side. She was finally starting to feel the stress of the day melt away as her eyes closed, Binx's soft purring helping her drift off to sleep.
That, however, was short lived when Binx jumped from the bed in a hurry before sitting at the door, staring at it intently.
"Baby what are yo--" A knocking on the door cut her off.
The gruff voice had her heart skipping, yet sinking at the same time.
"Annie? Please?" When silence was his only reply he sighed. "Listen, Bobby talked to m--"
Before she knew what she was doing she was off of the bed and had the door yanked open.
"He did what?" Her voice was hard.
"He talked to me--well more like scolded me for how I was. I'm sorry Annie--it's not just because Bobby threatened me, I really am sorry. I never should have said what I said."
Annie nodded. "Yeah well, when you weren't being a self-centered bastard you were ignoring me."
"That's a little harsh." Dean chuckled.
"No. What's harsh is you shutting me out. When your Dad mysteriously took off you spilled what was going on with you. When Sam left for Stanford? Oh yeah, I was there while John went out to kill something and you broke. All you do anymore is ignore me."
"What the Hell's wrong with you?"
She smiled and shrugged. "It's family related, Dean."
"I just apologized about that."
"Yeah, well I'm not quite ready to forgive."
With those words out she closed the door with a slam.
Binx meowed and tried to scratch at the door with claw-less paws.
"Damn cat." Annie sighed and opened the door.
She gave a startled jump at seeing Dean still standing there. He bent down and picked up the kitty when Binx ran to him and then stood again.
"Annie..." He sighed, and for the first time she noticed his eyes were red rimmed, but she was certain it wasn't from their conversation a few moments before.
"Not now Dean." Annie bit her lip and looked down. "I just--I need time to think."
This time she closed the door quietly. She placed a hand on her stomach and rested her head against the closed door as her chin quivered.
"Damn him." She whispered.
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