First SPN Fic so be nice. Sorry for mistake in spelling or grammar. Dear Mandy if you want to correct something go ahead.

(Astrid's POV)

The Winchester brothers were the worst and best thing that happen to me and Max. Bobby had adopted us when I was three and Max was just a newborn. Our mother was a hunter and she had died with my dad in a car crash. It was weide how it happen, she spent her whole life kill monster and she die like that. Anyway we had no other family and Bobby cared about my mother, so he wasn't just going to let us go.

I think I was ten when we first meet John Winchester and his boys. I think Bobby had said he meet them before but that was when we were at camp, I think. My mom wanted us to live as normal of a life as we could.

I remember seeing the Impala pull up the drive, and seeing the two boys and their father come out. I walked over to the family, Max trailing behind me.

I looked up a John he was a little scary to me, but not to Max, she was never scared of much even as a kid.

"John," Bobby had said.

"Bobby," he replied. I looked at the two boys one was a year older then me and had blonde hair and the second was Max's age with brown hair.

"Boy, these are my girls. Max and Astrid," Bobby had said. "Girls, this is Sam and Dean. John's boys."

"Nice to meet you," I said. They didn't say anything,to us.

"Now boys be good for Bobby," John had said, "I'll be back a few days. Dean.."

"Take care of Sammy. Got it," Dean said. With that John had nodded, got in his car, and drove away.

"Girl show them where they're going to stay I have to go into town okay?" Bobby asked. We nodded and he left.

"Your name is Astrid?" Dean asked. Max thought he was making fun of it so she said

"Well it's better then your name!" he seemed taken back at that.

"Max!" I cried. Dean smiled,

"No, it's okay." Dean said with a grin. Sam spoke up,

"I like it." he said. Max looked at him

"It mean's devin beauty," she said, "My mommy wanted us to have different names." The two of them just nodded and we went in the house.

For many years we grow close to the Winchester boys, growing up with them. They were the only kids we know that we're hunters. Dean became my best friend and Sam was like a little brother. Max was good friend with both of them too, but she was closer to Sam.

When I was fourteen, is when my feeling for Dean stared. I would find myself looking at him for long periods of time. It wasn't long before Max and Sam found out and would bug me about it. But what I did like is when I saw him looking at me. We never really had said we were a couple when we went out but maybe we were. We had an on again off again thing most we ever did was kiss.

Then when I was sixteen we may or may not of hooked the back of John's car…

I remember breathing hard, looking at Dean, and smiling. Then was my first time and well, I won't lie it was amazing.

"Well that was fun," Dean said laying down.

"Uh, yeah it was," I said, he chuckled.

"Hey Dean?" I said.

"Yes?" he asked.

"When we're thirty-two and single, will you marrie me?" I said. He looked at me for a minute the said,

"Forever? With Astrid Black-Singer? That sounds pretty damn good to me." I smiled and kissed him.

(Two month later)

"How do you know?" Dean asked my in a panicked voice.

"Because that what the damn test said Dean!" I yell."That's what it said six times!"

Dean ran his hand through his hair,

"This can't be happening," he said.

"Well it's happening Dean," I said my voice cracking a little. Dean let out a heavy sigh,

"My dad and Bobby are going to kill me,"

"Bobby know already," I said, he looked at me with huge eyes.

"How am I still alive then?" he asked

"When I told him he looked like he was going to rip your head from your body the next time he saw you. I felt like it was all my fault he was mad,so I stayed in my room for three day, until he told me he got over it." I paused, "He may still kill both us later," I said.

"Wait, how long have you known?" Dean asked.

"I don't know, five weeks" I said.

"And I'm leaning this know?" Dean said. I looked at him.

"Are you kidding me? You're upset because I didn't tell you the minute I found out?" I said.

"It's not that Astrid!" he snapped.

"The what?" I yelled.

"I'm going to be a dad! You're going to be a mom! And we hunt demons and monsters, for God's sake!" he yelled, "H-how, how do even make it work? How do I not fail?" he said, his voice dropping.

Then it hit me. We were kid still, I had known that,but Dean was more worried about messing up our kid's life, than he was having responsibility.

I sighed and looked him in the eye, "I don't know Dean, but I won't ask anything of you, but I'm keeping the baby." I said in a low voice.

"We're keeping the baby," Dean said. I looked at him letting a tear or two fall

"Really, you want to do this?" I ask. He shrugged and pulled me into a hug, I rested my head on his chest.

"I think we can sure as hell try," he said.

"How much does this change?" I asked him looking up at his face.

"Not that much," Dean said, "We just stay the same as we are, but with a baby." I giggled.

(Seven month later)

Ivyella Maryanna Winchester,

That what we named our baby girl. Her name was different, but it was perfect for her. She was born on May fourteenth, 1995. She had my black hair and her daddy's green eyes.

We would switch off with her every month. Since John and Bobby had a disagreement (which led to Bobby ready to shoot John,) we didn't spend a whole lot of time together as a family. But when we were we made the most of it. Dean and I saw other people. We just didn't see each other enuff right now.

But Ivy had a good life. She had a Grandpa Bobby that adored her. She had an Uncle Sam who would read to her. She had a Grandpa John who would take her to the shooting range. Her Aunt Max was the best for showing her trick like how to get out of handcuffs and pick padlocks. She also had a daddy who spoiled her.

Ivy know's about what we did. Dean made it clare that she was to know everything. He didn't' want a live through her not knowing like he did Sam.

Dean Winchester made my life crazy,but he made it better sometimes. And no matter what I would love him in one way or another.

(Max's POV)

Sam f***ing Winchester. My best friend, my first boyfriend, my first love, and a real dick. Here's why.

I had know Sam almost my whole life. He and Dean were family and that something I never had a lot of.

Sometime I think it's my own fault. Whenever we where together we would spend as much time with one and other as we could. He was someone besides my sister and Dean I could talk to.

I still remember the first time I kissed him. We had just got back from the hospital to see Astrid and baby Ivyella, and Bobby was beat from the stress of the day so he went to bed early.

"So what do we do now?" Sam asked. I thought for a minute. Then an idea came to me.

"Follow me," said grabbing him by the hand,and ran to my room. It took me a minute but soon I found it and showed him.

"Wow," Sam said.

"This is my baby mobile. My mom had it made for me when I was born. Astrid has one too. She going to give it to Ivyella." I told him.

It wasn't a normal mobley it had angels, crosses, and anti-possession symbol. Plus on the roof was a devil trap. A small one, but nonetheless.

"Sam," I said putting away, "do you know why I showed you this?" I asked. He shook his head."I showed you because, you mean a lot to me and so does that mobile. But unlike that mobile, I can look right next to me and you'll be there."

He smiled at me, "You mean a lot to me to Max's" he said. I couldn't help it, I grabbed his face and kissed him. He was shocked but soon he kissed back. When we pulled apart we just smiled.

We started officially dating when we were sixteen. And to be honest it was the best thing ever. We would talk about thing like have a family like Dean and Astrid.

"Four kids," Sam said. We were sitting on the roof of a motel somewhere in Iowa.

"No, I'm not putting this body through four ." I said.

"Fine. No hunting," he said.

"Sammy," I said. We had this talk before.

"Max, I want a life with you. I hate this one, and we can't just have one of us hunting and the other not." Sam said plainly.

"Why not?" I asked "It worked for my parents. For ten years, Sam." Sam just looked at his shoes.

"I can't loses you like that, Max. I can't. It how I'm going to loses Dean. I just know it. And the idea for you not being in my life, is just.."

"Sam," I said, "I feel the same about you but I was born for this. I can't just stop."

Sam sighed, "You can only hunt with Dean or Astrid. I know they won't let you do something crazy and stupid." he said. I smiled

"Thank you baby," I said before kissing him.

I hate how the last time I saw Sam was one of the best night of my life. We were left at the motel while John was looking into a solo case a few town over, and Dean and Astrid had take Ivy to the movies. So it was just me and Sammy to watch bad TV in me and Astrid's room. It's not like she was going to stay here tonight anyway.

Soon I pulled out something I had been saving for a long time.

"Where did you get beer, Max?" Sam asked me.

"Does it matter?" I say cracking one open. I handed one to him but he didn't take it not I made him. I drank more than Sam by a landslide, but we couldn't remember a lot in the morning.

I do remember a lot of giggling, kissing, and some 'I love you's' said.

(One month later)

Astrid and I were driving meet Dean so we could drop Ivy off. I always hated to see the kid go but Dean needed time with her too. Ivy was his pride and joy.

We pulled up to the gas station where we meet Dean. I didn't see Sam. That was weird, he was alway with Dean to get Ivy. I had really wanted to see him. I hadn't heard from him in a few week, I was starting to worry.

"Daddy!" Ivy yelled as she ran to her father hugging him, "I missed you!"

" I missed you too Ella Bella," he said smiling. Dean and John were the only one's who called her Ella as a nickname.

Dean looked at us "How you been?" he asked.

"Good," was all Astrid said. Their relationship was to hard to understand. One minute they were in love, and the next getting bed with someone new.

"Daddy? Can I show you and Grandpa John, and Uncle Sam how to do a backflip?" Ivy had asked. Dean face feel a little bit.

"You can show me and Grandpa, yeah" he said.

"Why not Uncle Sam?" Ivy asked puzzled. I was wondering too. Dean sighed.

"Sam left for Stanford three weeks ago," he said.

My heart stopped a little. Sam had took the scholarship? Even though he told me he wouldn't, and he didn't even bother to tell me? Did he even want me still? There was a not in my throat growing. Dean looked at me and asked

"He didn't tell you?" I shook my head. I kissed Ivy on the head

"Bye V I'll see you soon," I said and ran to the car. Once in, I bowled my eye out. Why? Why wasn't I good enuff from Sam any more? Did having a normal life mean more to him than me?

Astrid came soon and hugged me tight, and pet my hair as I cried.

"Oh God, Astrid. Why, why does it hurt so much?" I asked.

"Because for you it was real," she said. We just sat there and I cried my eyes out.

Sam Winchester can have his stupid normal life. He never cared about me. Not really. If he did why would he leave me,and without a goodbye? And what hurt the most out of it all is that I still love that boy.