You and Sam had been having casual.. fun, for about three months. Whenever he and Dean came into town, he would find his way into your bed.

This particular morning, grey light was just beginning to filter through the window when the door opened. Sam immediately sat up, afraid it was an evil spirit. Instead, a sleepy toddler stood there. She stood next to the bed, smacking your face with her tiny hand as Sam watched, aghast.

"..what the hell?" He muttered. You had a child. An entire child? And he didn't know?