SPOILERS: Season 8

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This is just a little semi-AU I put together about Sam and Amelia. More chapters to come. I hope you like it!

Sam knew from the moment he met Amelia that she was unlike any woman he had ever met. She completed him, tending to his wounded soul as he tended hers. Alone they were broken, but together they were whole. The last time he saw her, when they agreed to meet at the motel if they wanted to be together, Sam made love to her with an urgency he had never known before. He loved her. It shocked him to think it, after so many years of broken hearts and broken promises. Sam Winchester was in love with Amelia Richardson. But, as always happened for the Winchester boys, life got in the way. Sam knew losing Amelia would almost kill him, but he was certain that giving up hunting and more importantly, Dean, would end his life completely. And so he didn't go to her. It hurt him more than his time in the cage, but he stayed away.

"It's for her own good." Sam murmured to himself. "Trouble follows me wherever I go, I can't bring her into that." Deep down, he knew he was making excuses, but, after all, that was all anyone in his family ever did.

And so, he and Dean continued as though Amelia had never existed in his life. They hunted monster and ghosts because that's what they did. But somehow, Sam never could get her out of his mind.

But one day, everything changed. Sitting shotgun in the Impala, Sam was staring out the window absently when his phone rang. Digging the device out of his pocket, Sam's heart, nearly impervious to shock, skipped a beat: "Amelia" the caller ID read.

"Hello," Sam called anxiously into the phone.

"Sam, Sam it's Amelia. I know I told you to stay away if you wanted out, but… Oh god." She broke off, sobbing.

"Amelia! Amelia, calm down," Sam shouted into the phone. "Are you hurt? What's wrong?" Dean shot Sam a nervous glance, pulling the car onto the shoulder of the road,

With a deep breath, Amelia answered shakily, changing everything: "Sam, I'm pregnant." Clutching the phone to her ear, Amelia waited for his response.

For his part, Sam couldn't breath. He certainty couldn't talk. His mind raced, thinking back to their last night together. Had he used protection? As the memory replayed in his mind, Sam realized that in his haste, he had not protected himself or her. His thoughts were broken by Amelia calling his name and Dean shaking his arm.

"Sam! Are you there?"

Finally Sam came to his senses: "Are you sure?" He asked her quietly. "I mean, it's probably Don's"

"No," came Amelia's voice. "Don was injured in Afghanistan. He can't have children. This baby is definitely yours. Look, I know this is hard for you and all, but Don just left me. I really need you Sam. Please don't let me down. Don't let us down."

"I'll be there in as soon as I can, Amelia. I won't leave you two. We're not far now." Sam breathed into the phone. "And just so you know," he added, "I love you." Sam turned to Dean, quaking with terror, confusion, and an inexplicable happiness. Turning to his brother, Sam prepared himself to say seven words he'd never used together before. "Dean," he whispered, "I'm going to be a dad.