December 12th, 2006

The three- well, four, including Shepherd and Sam’s daughter; Ireland- Sat at a long table at a fancy restaurant, which, well the two boys weren’t particularly used to, but they didn’t freak out about it. Dean’s arm was draped around yet another girls shoulder, (who he had managed to coax into thinking she was the one.) She was a pretty girl, not the best dean has seen, but she was good looking. Long blonde hair, curvy body, and some basic name; Sofia.

If the man was being honest; he was gonna dump her after that dinner.

Shepherds parents sat across the table from Sam and her. Her father; Frank; and old guy, a little on the chubby side, with a kind smile and thinning white hair. Her mother; Marianne; a kind lady, into crafting and old western movies, who was also on the chubby side- but that just made the couple cuter.

Ireland sat on Sam’s lap, colouring one of the kids menu’s neither of the brothers thought fancy restaurants even gave out. Her water sat in front of her, because Shepherd didn’t think the 7 year old was old enough for sugar- but if Sam was being honest.. he couldn’t care less.

This wasn’t the first time Sam and Dean had met Shepherds parents- actually, they had been to almost every christmas, halloween, easter, etc. Since Sam and Shepherd started dating. Every dinner since they had gotten married.