family line, supernatural [ 1 ]

009. three options

September 16, 1999

Natalie paces in the small motel bathroom, anxiously waiting for the timer to go off. She tries to take deep breaths as her anxiety rises by the minute.

The timer goes off, Natalie freezing, her eyes falling onto the stick that sits on the counter. She lets out a small whine as she slowly walks to the counter. She picks the test up, her heart dropping at the result.

Natalie lets out a quiet sob, clamping her hand over her mouth to silent the rest.

"Natty!" She hears Sam call out, followed by the sound of a door shutting. "Hey, I'm back." He had went to the library to study for a test he has in two days. John and Dean are on a hunt, leaving the twins behind at a motel.

Natalie opens the bathroom door, Sam immediately noticing the tears.

"Whoa, hey, hey. What's wrong?" Sam rushes over to her, scanning her for any injuries. "Are you hurt? What happened?"

Natalie lets out another sob as she simply points to the bathroom counter. Sam follows her finger and walks to the counter, looking at what she's pointing at.

"Uh... does-- does that mean--"

"It's positive." Natalie whispers. Sam isn't really sure what to do, standing in shock. His gaze flits from the test to his twin's stomach, imaging a baby in there.

"Sammy." His sister's broken voice knocks him out of his trance. His eyes move from her stomach to her face, the pain in her eyes making his heart clench. "I'm scared." She whispers, her voice cracking.

"C'mere." Sam takes one step toward her, pulling her into his chest. One hand cradles the back of her head, the other arm wrapped around her protectively. Sam gently shushes her, whispering gentle reassurances as she sobs into his jacket.

"It's okay. It'll be okay. We'll-- we'll figure something out." Sam assures.

"But dad is gonna be so angry. And-And Dean--" Natalie hiccups as she pulls away from her twin.

"Dean will be fine." Sam promises, rubbing up and down both of her arms comfortingly. "And... and we'll figure dad out. I have your back. I'll protect you, okay? He won't-- I won't let him do anything."

"But that gets you in trouble." Natalie sniffs.

"It's worth it." Sam tells her. He brings her back into a hug, kissing her on the head, as he continues to comfort her.

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When Dean and John got back from their case, Dean noticed the nervousness practically radiating off of both twins. He tried to question them about it, but they assured him everything was fine.

A week later, Natalie is still trying to get the courage to tell her dad and older brother about the positive test. Sam tries to help her, but her anxiety is too much. She knows her father will kill her for getting pregnant.

"Natalie." John's gruff voice calls from where he sits at the table. "Journal." He holds his hand out. Natalie grabs his journal that's on the table between the two beds. She walks over to him and gives him the leather journal, the man focused on his research.

"Dad." Natalie starts.

"What?" John asks, annoyance in his voice.

"Nothing. N-Never mind. Sorry." Natalie quietly says. John rolls his eyes, flipping through the pages of his journal. Not paying attention, Dean bumps into Natalie as he eats and walks. The pregnancy test that was in her pocket falls to the floor. Her eyes widen.