IDENTITY CRISIS CH.3

Alex realized that she had said the wrong thing and felt horrible about it. "What is it? I didn't mean I actually wanted you to die..."

"Oh I know. It's just that..." Dean saw the sad look in Sam's eyes. "I'm starting to re-think about letting you call us up for these midnight cravings."

"Aww would you really neglect the newest member of our family food?"

"When are you due any ways." Sam asked before taking a drink of his soda.

"Any day now. I just hope Kyle's here when it happens. I can't do this alone. If he's not then his boss is-oh!"

"Alex?" Sam got out of his chair and rested his hand on Alex's shoulder.

"What is it? What's wrong?" Dean dropped his sandwich and was about to get out of his chair too.

"I'm fine." Alex chuckled at their concern. "The baby's just kicking. You wanna feel?"

"Uh, sure." Sam said, then rested his hand on her belly. Alex moved his hand over the right spot. "I don't...Whoa." Sam smiled as he felt the little feet kicking his hand.

"Dean, do you want to feel it kicking?"

"Actually Alex..." Dean paused for a minute thinking. "Sure." Dean rested his hand where Sam's had been and felt kicking. "Ok, that's just creepy." Dean said while taking his hand away.

"It's a beautiful and natural thing, Dean. It's not creepy." Sam said in Alex's defence.

"Well of course it's not creepy to you, you're a freak." Dean said picking his sandwich back up.

"Are you serious Dean?"

"Wha?" Dean asked with a full mouth.

"You hunt ghosts, demons and other creatures that go bump in the night," Alex said "and my baby is one of the few things that creeps you out?"

"Well..." Dean started a little uneasy.

"Ok then. I hope you guys never run into a possessed baby." Alex laughed then had a thought. "Can babies get possessed? If so, how much damage could they do?"

"I don't know, but I do not want to find out." Dean said while taking another bite of his sandwich.

Alex covered her mouth and let out a yawn. "I think I'm going to take a nap. This baby is taking a tole on my feet. I'll talk to you later."

"Let me help you to your room." Sam offered, while helping Alex get up.

"Thanks Sam."

Sam and Alex walked out of the room, he was holding her right arm and had his left arm around her shoulders for support. He opened the door for her to the stairwell, because the stairs were closer and going to the elevator meant more walking, which Alex did not want to do. The stairwell was empty and the afternoon light was pouring through the glass windows. Their footsteps echoed, as they took every slow and careful step. They made their way down one set of stairs, then walked across the platform by the window, and then finally down the last set which lead to a wooden door with a long window by the doorknob. Sam opened the door for Alex. She walked through and around the corner to her hotel door. Sam followed her and saw she had already unlocked the door.

"So, do you need anything else?"

"No, thanks."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm good."

"Well if you need anything, just call, ok?"

"Ok." Alex said nodding her head. She closed the door and Layed down on her bed. She was asleep within seconds.

Sam turned around and went back into the stairwell. He went up the first fight of stairs that were right in front of the door. Right before he reached the platform, he noticed a dark shadow in the corner of his eye. Sam looks up and sees a man hanging from a rope that was tied around his neck. The man was limp with his head hanging down. Sam knew that he was dead. He quickly gets out his phone and calls Dean. After Sam explained what happened, Dean came to check it out for himself with his EMF reader.

"Well it's not a spirit." Dean said looking at his EMF reader, which didn't
read anything. "You said he wasn't there when you guys went down?" Dean said while walking down the stairs to their floor.

"Yeah." Sam said walking up and standing next to Dean by the door to their floor. The body was hanging off the platform between their floor and the one above.

"Maybe is was just a suicide."

"Maybe." Sam said a little unsure.

"We better tell the manager about this. I'll stay here and make sure
nobody else comes through."

Sam nodded his head. "Yeah. Wouldn't want Alex to see this."

Sam took the elevator down to the ground floor and walked to the front desk. He asked Morana to speak to the manager, and a few minutes later Maz came out of his office. "Hi. Is something wrong?"

"Yeah. There's no easy way to say this, but a man hung himself in the stairwell and died. We tried calling the cops, but we couldn't get through."
"Great. That's all this hotel needs. His family will probably sue us." Maz said putting his hands on his hips. "Why do people want to end their lives early? Can't they just wait for fait to come? Some people get their lives taken from them without warning, he should have been lucky to be alive." There was no compassion in his tone, which Sam found odd. It was as if he wanted the man to die, just not by suicide.

Sam and Dean helped Maz take the body down to the basement, so no other customers would see. They never did get through to the police, but Maz told Morana to keep trying once every hour.

Later that night Sam heard Dean's phone ringing and realized that Dean must have forgot it in his room. Sam lazily got out of bed with his hair in his face, then picked up Dean's phone. He opened the door and walked over to his brother's bed. "Dean." When Sam didn't get an answer, he smacked Dean's foot. "Dean?"

"Mmm?" Dean answers half awake.

"Answer your phone."

"No."

"Dean..." Sam looks at the caller ID. "It's for you."

"Who is it?"

"Take a wild guess."

"You get it."

"No." Tossing the phone by Dean's head.

"Why not?" Pushing the phone towards Sam.

"I'm not the one who agreed to these midnight cravings runs. That was all you." Sam said while pushing the phone back.

"Thanks for reminding me."

"No problem." The phone rings again. "Will you just answer your phone?"

"No." Dean grabbed the phone and put it into the drawer on his nightstand, then closed it. "We'll sleep through it."

"Normally I would disagree with you, but my brain is too tired to function correctly."

"Welcome to the dark side, Sammy. Or as I like to call it, sleep." Dean said then burried his face into his pillow.

Sam went back into his room and was about to climb into bed when Dean's hotel room phone started ringing. Sam walked back into Dean's room and looked at his brother. "You know you can't ignore that now."

"Man, she must be really hungry."

"Don't mess with pregnant girls. They're very moody."

"Which is why you should answer the phone. You're better at dealing with girls..." Dean trailed off when he realized what he was saying.

"Did you actually say, what I think you just said?"

"I didn't say anything."

"Yeah you did. You said I was better with girls-"

"Hello?" Dean said after quickly answering the phone to get his brother to shut up. "Yeah." Dean sat up right and was now wide awake. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. We're coming. Don't worry, we'll be down in a little bit. Just hang tight." Dean said right before hanging up his phone and walking over to his bags, while grabbing some clothes.

At this point Sam was also wide awake and looking at Dean with worry. "What's going on?"

"Alex's water just broke. She needs a ride to the hospital." Dean said grabbing his coat and putting it on.