Jo and Dean learned early on that adjusting to parenthood isn't easy. Between the sleep deprivation, feedings, and changing diapers, they were lucky to have a moment to breathe. Little Alyx was keeping them on their toes 24/7. They were doing their best to make it work. Through all of the fighting and sleepless nights, they managed to, somehow. Dean agreed to take a brief break from hunting to help Jo at home, and was now looking for a house that they could afford, as well as a decent job.

It was around one o'clock on a Saturday morning, and the exhausted parents had just finished putting a fidgety, crying Alyx to bed. Sam was out of town, helping Bobby with research or something. Dean hadn't really paid any attention to the explanation Sam had given them before his departure.

The couple plopped down onto the couch with a sigh, Jo resting against Dean's shoulder. The apartment was quiet, finally, and they were alone for once. The two of them rarely got a chance to spend a few moments together these days. Dean started running his fingers through Jo's slightly disheveled hair, then cupped her face with his hands, and began kissing her.

"She's asleep," Dean pointed out between kisses, "We're alone…"

"Uh-huh."

"It's quiet…"

As if on cue, Alyx's cries lofted through the small apartment, breaking the silence.

"Not anymore," Jo answered, tearing herself away from Dean and rolling her eyes. "I'll go." She got off the couch, leaving her disappointed husband behind. She walked into the bedroom that she and Dean occupied, where Alyx's crib was set up. She picked up Alyx, who was wailing, and cradled the girl gently in her arms, swaying back and forth. "What's the matter, Sweet Pea?" Jo cooed, placing a kiss on her daughter's forehead. However, Alyx continued to cry.

Dean walked in as he heard Jo's beautiful voice—he did not learn until after they were married that she could sing—singing the lullaby, "You Are My Sunshine" to their daughter. Unfortunately, it wasn't helping, despite how great it sounded.

"Here," Dean said, holding his arms out, "Let me try." Jo gave him a skeptical look, and passed Alyx over to her husband. She watched, her arms folded across her chest. Dean grinned down at his whimpering child and started singing "Sweet Child O' Mine" by Guns 'n' Roses. Jo hadn't known until now that he could actually sing quite well.

The biggest shock was that Alyx stopped crying altogether. She just lay there, contently, in Dean's arms, watching as he sang.

"Well, who would've thought?" Jo mused, smirking. "She's all yours, Dean." She patted him on the shoulder, and walked out.

Alyx was a "Daddy's Girl", after all.