I'm flying in Winchester cathedral

Sam doesn’t take it very well. He buries his head in his hands like somehow that will make everything go away and mumbles, “God, Deanna, can’t you just get pregnant and move to a trailer park like everyone else?”

Shock makes people say all kinds of weird things, but that doesn’t mean Deanna doesn’t punch his lights out for it.

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For that matter, she isn’t taking it too well, either. That bust in Wisconsin (the town, not the state) was supposed to be a simple thing: get in, save the girl, blast some goddamn sons of bitches back to hell, go back to car and play music loudly while searching for next Hunt. How the hell was she supposed to know she fit the stunningly undefined requirements of the ritual to a T?

Well, except for the virgin part, but needs must and all that crap.

So she woke up in the middle of the fucking woods, pregnant with a literal goddamn son of a bitch.

Prompt: Do you want to be a parent? If you already have children, is it what you thought and expected it would be?
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