So this is my newest story. I've gotten really into Supernatural so i decided to write a story. I hope you enjoy it. I don't own Supernatural.

THEN

2001

"I'm leaving tonight" I turn and face Sam, tears in my eyes. He was going to Stanford tonight. He just turned 18 and he is ready to leave his father and brother, and start his own life. He is asking me to go with him. Sam Winchester, my first friend, my boyfriend, my first love.

"You can't ask me to leave my life behind Sam" I say angrily. He takes my hands into his, I look down at them. My hands are so much smaller than his. "Katie please, I love you and I can't leave you behind, my dad basically threw me out, you should have seen him. he flipped out, you're all I have."

He takes my face in his soft but firm hands, I lift my eyes to his. His hazel eyes glisten with unshed tears. I he looks into my eyes searching for my answer, an answer I can't give him. I already know I can't go. "You're asking me to leave my dad sham and I'm all he has" I say sadly.

He looks at me with utter sadness knowing that I have made up my mind. I know that I can still try to change his. "Sam if you love me please don't go" the tears I've been holding back start to fall. He shakes his head slowly, "Katie," he says with sorrow in his voice.

"I can't stay." I close my eyes and let the tears fall, I pull away from him "Then you don't love me." I start to walk away from him. he grabs my wrist and pulls me toward him. "Katherine Rose Singer, I love you more than anything, from the moment we met when we were kids, I love you so much it hurts" he says tears flooding his eyes.

I lean in and kiss him with my all. "I love you too Samuel Winchester, remember forever" I whisper. I kiss him again and he pulls away, "Forever" he says. He pulls me into a deep kiss fueled by our love, it starts off slow then turns desperate. He lays me on my bed and presses his body to mine.

Only our clothes separate us, he reaches for the bottom of my shirt and looks me in the eyes for approval. We've been together for about six years but we've never really done that, the farthest we've gone was kissing and heavy petting. I've never felt ready to do that in a way, but tonight I'm ready.

"Can I?" he asks, I bit my lip, my heart is beating so hard in my chest I feel like it's going to explode. I nod slowly, and soon enough nothing is keeping us apart.

I awake with a smile on my face as the memories from last night reappear. "Well that was fun, right Sam?" I turn and see that Sam is gone. My smile fades, I look around my room. "Sam?" I say aloud, from the corner of my eye I spot a piece of paper laying on my drawer.

I pick it up and see Sam's handwriting, a simple I'M SORRY, is on the paper. Tears flood my eyes, and I let out a sob. I gave it up to him and he just left. I feel used, dirty. I run into my bathroom and into the shower. I turn the water up to hot and try to scrub the feeling away.

My heart is in pieces, I sit on the shower floor, water falling down on my sobbing figure. I spent my whole life chasing Sam and I finally got him, my daddy warned me not to fall for him but I did. He was right. "Screw you Sam Winchester" I sob out.

A Few Months Later

I left home. It has been a hectic since Sam left me. He left behind a broken heart and a baby. I found out a couple months ago I was pregnant. I can't even bring myself to tell my dad, he would be so disappointed in me. I'm only 18, I told him I wanted to learn more about myself and I left.

He reluctantly agreed and let me go, I haven't seen him in so long. I call him every day and tell him how I am, but it's always a lie. I am not okay, I'm far from it. The baby is due in a month and I don't know what to do.

The baby, My baby, Our baby. I tried to reach Sam but I couldn't, he changed his number. I don't know how I'm going to tell my dad or if I'm ever going to see him again. I don't even know if I'm ever going to see Sam again.

One Month Later

"You need to breathe Katherine" the nurse says to me, I can't breathe it hurts. Everything hurts. "Now push Katherine" she says and I do. "Good, Good! It's a boy!" the nurse shouts in glee. Tears fall from my eyes as the nurse places the small bundle in my arms. "What are you going to name the little angel?" she asks.

I stare at the little baby wrapped in this blue blanket. He opens his little eyes and stares at me in wonder. He has Sam's eyes. "Miss?" the nurse questions me, I stare at her. "His name is Robert John Winchester" I say quietly, "What a beautiful name, can I ask why" she asks. "Well Robert is my daddy's name and John after my ex boyfriend's dad's name" I say.

"Well welcome to the world Robert" she says and walks away. I look down at my baby boy and smile, "You hear that Robbie, welcome to the world" I say and kiss his head. "I love you" I whisper.