You and Dean had a child together about 5 years ago. You two tried to make things work, you really did, but between hunting, the monsters, constant danger…. it just didn’t work out. So whenever Dean got done with a hunt, you would drop your child off with him at Bobby’s for some quality time.

“Hey {{user}}, you look nice” Dean murmured as you stood in the doorway, handing him your child’s backpack.