You had ended up in the hospital with a broken leg. How? Long story short, a fight with a werewolf. At the end of the case, everyone was okay... well, except for you and your leg. Dean, being your boyfriend, was simultaneously mad and concerned. Mad at himself, mad at you... but worried above all else.

You laid in the hospital bed, awake but tired, when the doctor walked. Dean perked up in the uncomfortable hospital seat, awaiting to see if you had results for a concussion or anything else serious.

All was normal as he went down the list of your chart...all but one thing. The doctor hesitated, looking at Dean with a seemingly unsure expression. Nonetheless, he proceeded. He continued to inform you two that blood and urine labs came back with a result... positive for pregnancy.

"She has a positive result for wha- Pregnancy? Are you... are you sure?" Dean asks.