Sam really had to leave this life.

His father and brother thought it was because he wanted to go to college and live a normal life, and yes that's a part of it, but he also got a girl pregnant. He was going to get a place with the girl to raise their baby and still go to college. He really was in love with her, her name is Jess. The fight with his dad...well, that really hadn't been a surprise. It had hurt when John had told him to never come back, and Dean didn't even pick up for him. It'd hurt when he walked out of that door, slamming it. It'd hurt leaving his family. But he had to keep the love of his life, and his unborn child safe.

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Ten months have passed since he left hunting to go to college. Life's really...normal. He's settled into juggling classes, a part-time job, and his mischievous daughter, whom him and Jess had named Paige on the day of her birth. The ten month old's already saying many words, and stands on her own, even has taken a few steps, which Sam knows is advanced, and it makes his heart fill with pride.

At the moment, he's talking with a few friends, they're bugging him to go the bar, but he doesn't wanna leave Jess alone with Paige. Eventually, Jess tells him to go, maybe she'd get someone to watch the little one so she could catch up. Sam went reluctantly.

At the bar, he didn't have too many drinks, he still had baby duty when he went home, after all. He's laughing and talking with his friends, talking about professors and assignments and blahblahblah. Eventually, he got up, and said his goodbyes. As much fun as he had, he couldn't wait to get home to his little slice of heaven. Normal people wouldn't want to go through college with a kid, but to Sam, having a baby was the best thing in the world. Especially since his little princess wouldn't have to grow up in fear.

When he got into the house, he sees Jess with little Paigey in her arms. The little girl with a bottle of milk in her mouth, and her pajamas on. Jess smiles when she sees Sam and says "She wouldn't lay down, she needed her daddy."

Sam chuckles and picks the small child up, cradling her in his arms, "Well then, daddy's here now. Bed time, yeah?" The little girl, in response, leans her head on Sam, who grins and goes to her small nursery. It was supposed to be a walk in closet (yeah, sue him and Jess for it, but they couldn't afford a two bedroom apartment), it worked good enough, they'd move before she needed more room hopefully. He puts the little one in her crib and kisses her head, before creeping out of the room. He tiptoes over to Jess and wraps his arms around her waist, "Let's go to bed." And they do.

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Sam had woken up to a strange sound. That scared him, because of his upbringing, even the sounds of scuffling in the hallways at school scare him. So this noise, which could be his imagination, made him very hyper aware. He sneaks out of bed and starts towards the sound. It was Dean. Apparently dad was missing or something, but Sam was busy, he had a little girl. He wouldn't tell Dean that, couldn't tell Dean that, so he just flat out refused. Jess had of course heard and came to see what was going on. She'd told Sam to go, just for a weekend, no harm done. Sam flinched, but agreed. He'd told Dean to wait in the car, he had to say goodbye to Jess...and Paige. He just hoped he'd come home.

When Sam had finally returned home, and found Jess's body on the ceiling, it was a shock. His whole chest felt like someone rammed it with a sledgehammer. Then, the fire had started. Dean had started to try and pull him out of the house. But no, no, his baby was in the other room, he couldn't let his baby die too. So, he'd run into the walk-in-closet nursery, and ripped the sleeping child from her bed. Dean running after him and calling "Sammy!" the whole time. Once he had Paige in his arms, he knew he had to get her out, so he sprinted. He ran out, and away. When he got out, he heard sirens. He didn't care though, he went over to the Impala and leans against it. The groggy girl in his arms looked at the burning building and said "Mama," as if she knew what had just happened. She sounded so scared and sad. That's when Sam lost it and broke down.

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Sam had to get back in to avenge Jess, he had to. But, before Dean would let him do anything, he'd demanded that Sam tell him how Paige came into...well existence. No matter how angry and disappointed Dean might've tried to sound, though, Sam knew he'd already taken a liking to the child. Sam explained everything, and at the end of the story, admitted that he only left Dean and John because he'd wanted to protect his child.

Dean nodded, and looked at Paige who was playing with a toy they'd bought when they'd stopped to get a carseat. It was a ratty, used teddy bear that'd costed like a buck, but Paige had really really taken a liking to it. God only knows why.

"She's not too bad I guess," Dean said. Sam laughed and grinned at his brother.

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Years later; Paige is fourteen. Dean had sold his soul, and had just came back not long ago. They'd just met an angel named Castiel. Sam wants to wrap his little girl up and hide her from all of this, but by now, she'd gotten into it. She has guns of her own, but has taken a liking to knives for some reason. She's already killed a few things. She has fake IDs of her own. She's a hunter. His baby's a hunter. It makes him want to cry to think that sentence, but it's true. She's a damn good one too.

Right now, they're going to a town called Beacon Hills. There's a lot of werewolves there, but that's not why they're going. The werewolves there are perfectly fine and under control. There are demonic omens there, though. So, they're going to check it out.

Paige is in the backseat of the Imapala, chewing gum, and humming along to the music that Dean has playing. Dean'd made sure that Paige didn't grow up around shit music, and when Dean'd died, Paige hadn't let Sam listen to any other music than what Dean had liked. Sam guessed it made her feel better that he wasn't there anymore, singing along with her like they'd all done the last night, so he'd let her sit alone in the car with the music on, so she could let her tears out.

Anyway, depressing subject aside, Dean growls at the sound of Paige popping her gum "Little midget, one more time you pop the gum, I swear I'll pull this car over just to beat your face in."

"Dean, I will rip your spine out and shove it down your throat," Paige replies calmly.

Dean rolls his eyes, and Sam decided he should cut in before they get into an accident, "Both of you, stop."

They both start whining and saying that the other started it, but Sam just wasn't in the mood to hear it so he ignores them. Eventually, Paige rolls her window down and throws her gum out of it, announcing that she needs a nap. It's sad that she's so used to riding in a car, that she knows exactly how to get comfortable. Sam watches the movements, his heart breaking for the millionth time. He turns his eyes away and stares out the window as Paige shuts her eyes, the fourteen year old drifting into her dream world.

Tomorrow, the girl would be enrolled in school here, while he and Dean researched and hunted what was going on here.

A/N: Not edited AT ALL, and not planned either. This was just that I got bored. It's such an AU, that I couldn't even figure out how to time it perfectly with the canon timeline, SO I DIDN'T. I made up my own timeline! YAY! Okay, so, if you can bear with that...because like almost none of this will be canon, feel free to read. POVs will be switched, uh...etc etc okay the end.