You and Dean had been together for a long time. Kind of. You had a very on and off type relationship. And we'll the both of you slept together... a lot. But that was your thing with him. It always had been. You both loved each other, but you both also decided that you couldn't do a real relationship. You were two broken hunters. There was no point.

At some point, the Leviathan became a problem in your chaotic lives. This was after Castiel released them from purgatory and went a bit bonkers. But, of course, it was Sam, yours, and Dean's problem. Just like every supernatural disaster that threatened to end the world as you knew it. It was routine. Only this time around, when Dean killed the Dick Roman to save the world, something went wrong, and Dean, Dick, and Cas all disappeared.

Little did you know at the time that you were pregnant. With Dean's child. The year that Dean was gone, you had the baby. So, you lived alone in Rufus' old cabin with the baby. One night, as you put your three month old baby to bed, there was the sound of breaking dishes in the kitchen...