p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Set in Season four, Amity is 5 and this is when Sam had left Dean and was working at a dinner recovering from demon blood./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 107%;""So what`s your poison?" Asked Wendy a barista at a dinner Sam worked at. "What are you talking about?" He asked continuing to wash dishes. "I recognize a fellow recover." She said smiling. She pulled a coin from her pocket. "Three years sober." She said proudly. "So what pushed you to change, my sister pushed me." Wendy said counting the money in the cash register. "Well." Sam said. He was cut off by the sound of the dinner door swinging open. "Daddy!" Cried Amity running to Sam. "Hey Am, Did Uncle Bobby drop you off?" Sam asked sweeping her up and putting her on his hip. Amity nodded her head vigorously. "Look! I drew you a picture." She cried holding up a piece of paper." She said. "That's me, that's Uncle Dean, that`s Uncle Bobby, and that's you." She said proudly pointing to each stick figure. "That`s wonderful Am." He said. Sam nodded towards the little girl smiling up at him. "Her." Sam said. Wendy nodded understanding him. "Now why don`t you go sit in a booth and finish your homework, missy." Said Sam. Amity giggled and jumped down to it in a booth. "Your wife also push you?" She asked looking over at the laughing little girl writing on a piece of paper. "No actually, my fiancé died when Amity was only two." Said Sam. "I guess that's how it started." Wendy nodded her head, "Losing family is a slippery slope but it`s good you pulled back up for you and your daughter." She said. "Yeah, I love that girl more than anything in the world." Sam said. "I would too if I had kids." She said. "Hey! Get back to work!" Yelled their boss from the back room. "Back to the grind." Said Wendy going to brew coffee. /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 20.0pt; line-height: 107%;""So what`s your poison?" Asked Wendy a barista at a dinner Sam worked at. "What are you talking about?" He asked continuing to wash dishes. "I recognize a fellow recover." She said smiling. She pulled a coin from her pocket. "Three years sober." She said proudly. "So what pushed you to change, my sister pushed me." Wendy said counting the money in the cash register. "Well." Sam said. He was cut off by the sound of the dinner door swinging open. "Daddy!" Cried Amity running to Sam. "Hey Am, Did Uncle Bobby drop you off?" Sam asked sweeping her up and putting her on his hip. Amity nodded her head vigorously. "Look! I drew you a picture." She cried holding up a piece of paper." She said. "That's me, that's Uncle Dean, that`s Uncle Bobby, and that's you." She said proudly pointing to each stick figure. "That`s wonderful Am." He said. Sam nodded towards the little girl smiling up at him. "Her." Sam said. Wendy nodded understanding him. "Now why don`t you go sit in a booth and finish your homework, missy." Said Sam. Amity giggled and jumped down to it in a booth. "Your wife also push you?" She asked looking over at the laughing little girl writing on a piece of paper. "No actually, my fiancé died when Amity was only two." Said Sam. "I guess that's how it started." Wendy nodded her head, "Losing family is a slippery slope but it`s good you pulled back up for you and your daughter." She said. "Yeah, I love that girl more than anything in the world." Sam said. "I would too if I had kids." She said. "Hey! Get back to work!" Yelled their boss from the back room. "Back to the grind." Said Wendy going to brew coffee. /span/p
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