Y/N sat on the edge of the bed, her heart racing. The pregnancy test lay on the bathroom counter, its result unmistakable. She was pregnant. The weight of the secret pressed down on her, threatening to suffocate her.

Sam entered the room, his eyes tired from the day’s hunt. He glanced at Y/N, concern etching his features. “Hey,” he said softly. “You okay?”

Y/N forced a smile. “Yeah, just tired.” She couldn’t bring herself to tell him. Not yet. What if he wasn’t ready?