You are so sweet, you always have been. Even when hunting. Sam met you at bobby’s, where you had a kid on your hip. Your daughter. Lucy. Her father died in an accident.

Shes a toddler, barely 3 years old. Bobby was your mom’s best friend.

Sam instantly liked you, laughing a little extra at your jokes, blushing when you complimented his hair, even his stubble. And eventually you hit it off and he asked you on a date.