Parings: Sam/Ruby, Dean/Adam

Rating: PG

Background: It's been over six years. Adam and Dean have been married for about four, Ruby and Sam are living together, more or less, and have a daughter, Mary Evelyn. Adam is pregnant. Sam and Dean just came back from a salt and burn, leaving their respective partners in the motel.

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"See ya tomorrow okay?" Dean tells me.

"Uh yeah, sure." Dean seems to want to say something but thankfully doesn't and enters his room, undoubtedly being waited upon by Addy. I suppress the urge to bang my head against the door, of fuck this, 'm taking a walk. It's somewhere between a Tuesday and a Wednesday, it's dark, sleeting and I'm choosing to walk in minus weather over crawling in bed next to Ruby. WTF?!

I'm okay, sure I'm covered with bruises and a particular nasty cut on my shoulder, but nothing big, I mean really, in the past seven year I've never been without one or the other injury. I don't want this life, I never did. Something else didn't work out, and I have no idea what to do if all evil would vanish tomorrow, but I don't want this life.

Almost two years ago the world didn't end, no thanks to me, seeing as I nearly raised Lucifer in an attempt to get Dean and Ruby out of hell, who coincidently really weren't down there after all. Anyway, after that, when the smoke cleared and I looked around noting that everyone that should be alive seemed to be just that. I was sure the angels were gonna kill me. I was sure the angels who had survived also (shame really) were gonna kill me for nearly raising the devil, Ruby for being a demon and that they would send Dean back to the Pit because of a job (well) done. Apparently I wasn't the only one.

"No!" The voice that sounded deep and penetrating was unfamiliar, until I noticed it was Addy. She looked thin, pale, dirty and bloody, but her posture was defiant and her deep, dark, all-knowing eyes were angry.

"This is over!" Involuntarily I took a step back, so did Ruby, I have never seen Addy like this. "We're done. Over. You-" she meant the angels "-are going to walk away and be happy that the world didn't end and we're gonna do the same. Whatever happens, will happen and I am never going to see you again. This whole saga is done, it ends right here, right now." Castiello narrowed his eyes, shared a look with his winged fellows and seemed to ponder this for an uncomfortably long time. Then, to all of our astonishment he nodded almost imperceptibly and indeed walked away.

So when the world didn't end, things simmered down, I supposed you could say that we had a vacation of some sorts, but hunting crept back into our lives. A ghost here, a mysterious death there, Ruby's pregnancy…. yeah, Ruby's pregnancy. Ruby, who's been dead for centuries, permanently inhabiting a body of an also dead woman, got pregnant, with my child. At least I'm sure of that. And off course that didn't just shock me to the core, it also solicited some unwanted attention of a number of the supernatural evil.

But after Evy was born, it simmered down once more. Evy, O Jesus, Evy. Ever since she was put into my arms by an absolutely exhausted looking Adam, and looked at me with very big blue eyes, I loved her. I absolutely, enormously, scarily loved her. She just turned two and she looks, quite ironically, like an angel. Blonde hair, big green eyes that are more like Dean's than either mine or Ruby's, and very cute.

But damn it, how do you say this about my own daughter? Well quite simply, she's a demon. Three days ago Evy got mad. Mad like toddlers do. Adam said that's the way it is. When kids are that young they are either, absolutely happy, painfully sad or red-hot angry, and Evy really was. Her eyes turned black, solidly and a glass of water on a nightstand shattered. It bothers me, a lot.

Adam just 'hey!-ed' in her angry voice as if nothing weird had happened and sent Evy to the bathroom. Evy spent fifteen minutes moping in there, before coming out and happily continuing her colouring. Ruby hasn't mentioned it, but has noticed that it bothers me and is keeping her distance and shooting me angry looks. Dean, astoundingly replied with a "Dude, Ruby's a demon, or a half demon or whatever percentage of demon she is and you're infected with demon blood also, your kid inheriting some of that is a given!" Addy told me I shouldn't worry.

But I do, and it does bother me. What if she's evil? What if the angels come for her? Can she be used for evil? What can she do? I know I shouldn't think that, my own daughter, but I can't help it. I nearly ended the world myself. Questions and awful scenarios keep popping up in my head and I hate myself for it. Evy's my daughter, she's innocent and I love her. But I can't stop thinking about it.

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Back at the room I pause at the door, but enter anyway. Evy is asleep on the one bed and Ruby on the other, I enter the bathroom, undress and climb in the bed next to Ruby. Baffled I notice her turning away. Ruby is a snuggler, if not me it's Evy or just a pillow. Fuck! She's really mad. Why can't she understand that it bothers me? Why doesn't it bother her? Contemplating these things I fall asleep.

When I wake up I stare directly in the green eyes of my daughter.

"Daddy!" She squeals and throws her arms around my neck, after a second of hesitation I hug her back, she's fine. She has to be fine.

"Hurt." Evy states and softly pats my shoulder with a chubby hand. I clear my throat.

"No, 's not bad." I lie.

"Kiss an better!" She exclaims with a big smile on her face and proceeds to do just that, placing soft kisses along my shoulder. I smile, until I move my shoulder. My jaw drops and I move my hand under my shirt, feeling the cut that is suddenly almost healed. I stare at my daughter.

"Kiss an better." She tells me, nodding seriously, before climbing over me and lowering herself off the bed and happily exclaiming: "Pancakes!" She waddles to her bed to retrieve Mrs. X, her stuffed brown rabbit. I look at Ruby who is now watching me, I have no idea what to say. Ruby leans down and kisses my shoulder and neck before whispering: "She's special."

"Yeah." What do you say to that? "I love you." I tell Ruby and as usual a small frown appears, as if she tries to figure out what I'm really trying to say, or as if wondering how the hell it applies to the situation.

"I love you too." The frown's still there, the latter apparently. She kissed me again before getting out of bed and taking Evy by the hand to walk next door where Adam in most likely making pancakes.

I never wanted this life, it sucks, it's not easy. But, looking at Ruby and Evy, I think I'll keep it. Hell, try and take it from me!

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