Being a hunter had always been hard and stressful, but not to this point. Amara had just been tamed, the world being saved by the Winchesters and friends once more. But then, Mary Winchester came along.

You and Sam had been dating for years, even recently getting engaged with a promise to settle down one day. It was optimistic, sure, but nothing was impossible. After Sam had just been rescued from the British Men of Letters, it was awkward around Mary. Mary was getting used to everything, including her son, who she last saw as a baby, having a fiance.

You tried to constantly get her to like you, but you still felt like you weren’t doing enough, and Sam could see that. One night after getting back to the bunker, you laid in bed with a sigh, before Sam spoke up beside you.

“Yknow… this is as hard for you as it is the rest of us. We’re all still getting used to this, she’ll come around, babe.”