Lara's POV

3 years later

"Samantha it's time to get up honey." I call into her bedroom has I finish fixing up our cabin. I hear the little pitter patter of feet in her room and I smile has she comes out and grabs me in a tight hug. "Good mornin mama! Where dada?" She asks holding onto me.

I pick up her and the bedroom door behind me opens. "Right here Sammie." She starts to wiggle in my arms and I pass her over to Dean. He gives her kiss on the forehead then leans down to kiss me sweetly on the lips.

The bell for breakfast rings and we quickly get ready and head out. On the way to the canteen Samantha wiggles out of Dean's arms and runs towards Cas. "UNCLE CAS!" She squeals and he drops down and swops her up. "How are you this morning!?" He asks excitingly.

Samantha giggles and holds onto Cas' shirt. "Good! Mommy say you gonna play with me when I went sleepy last night." Cas smiles and shakes his head and they both go into the mess hall talking amongst themselves.

Dean drapes his arm around my shoulders and pulls me into him. "I am glad that Cas is going to watch her so I can have some time with you before I go out." I tense and try not to show my fear. I hate when he goes out on missions but it's a feeling we all have to deal with, all of us who say good bye to our loved ones when they go out into the dangerous world. God I wish he wasn't a fighter and just stayed home with Sam and me. I grab his left hand and kiss the knuckle of his ring finger. Last year I made Cas get me a ring that I could put on Dean's finger has well.

Cas came running into the cabin before Dean could make it and he handed me the small box and winked then ran back out. I was surprised to hear them back so soon but I am so excited that they are. Dean thought they might be gone an whole month. Just a few moments later I heard Dean's boots stomping on the stairs and I ran to the door and ripped it open. I jump up and wrap my legs around him and kissed him wildly. "I have missed you." I mutter into his lips and he paws at me right back. He pushes me against the outside wall of the house and I refuse to unwrap my legs from his waist loving how it feels to feel him get harder. I am so glad I am just wearing one of his old t-shirts so I can really feel him. "Get a room you two!" Some of his men cat call at us. They are used to us by now, hell the whole camp likes to poke fun at us. The cabin walls aren't that thick and we live in a really small community and apparently I am a bit of screamer.

I lift up my hand and flip the finger still not taking my lips off his. He has been gone two weeks and they have felt like an eternity. Any time he's gone it feels like forever. He moves down my cheek and devours my neck. I throw by head back and give him access to my neck. I start to tear at his over shirt hoping to get it off so I can have better access to him as well. I know we are on the porch and out in the open but I can't seem to stop myself.

Before we can get much further I hear crying in the room behind me. Samantha! I immediately unwrap my legs from Dean's waist and we both run into Samantha's nursery. She is wrapped up in her blanket and holding on to stuffed elephant that Cas had found for her months ago. "Papa Sama! Papa Sama!" She cries out.

I give Dean a nervous look and kneel down next to her toddler bed. She knows about her Papa Sam and likes to hear stories about him. Dean leans down and shakes her shoulder gently. "Samantha honey wake up. You're having a bad dream." Samantha's eyes fly open and she latches onto me. I can feel her right hand trying to find her Daddy Dean.

"Mama, Dada!" She cries into my neck. I rub her back and try to calm her down. "Papa Sam hurt." She cries out. Her Papa Sam is dead but she sometimes has dreams about him. I have debated if having his photograph in her room is a bad idea but Dean and I both feel like Sam deserves to be in his daughter's room. We have always been up front and truthful about Sam to her. We tell her stories about him every night so that she can know her biological father as well as she can.

Dean nudges me aside gently and picks Samantha up and she cuddles into him. "Don't you worry about Papa Sam Samantha. He was a strong boy and he always got better."

She looks up at him and I can see her little lip quiver. "Prowwmissss?" Dean leans down and kisses her forehead. "I promise honey. Now why don't you get back to sleep."

Her little eyes are already shutting has he puts her back in her bed and she grabs back onto her stuffed elephant. I light the tea candle in her room so she will have some light until she goes to sleep. "I love you Samantha." Dean whispers into her hair has he kisses her one last time and we go back into the main room.

I latch onto him and cuddle into his chest. "Her dreams have been troubled since you left. She would wake up screaming about dada and uncle Cas. She missed you almost has much as I did."

Dean kisses the top of my head and holds me tighter. "No more than I missed my two favorite ladies." I relax and allow him to just hold me a bit longer. I slowly pull away and pick up the box on the table that Cas brought me.

I get down on one knee and he gives me a confused look and I smirk at him. I grab his left hand and kiss his palm. "2 years ago you asked me to be yours and you put a ring on my finger. Tonight I want you to wear my ring too to show that you are mine has well." I pull out the box and show it to him.

Dean smiles and pulls the ring out of the box and slides it on his finger. "I am yours now and forever Lara...Winchester." He says with a sexy smirk. He pulls me to my feet and picks up and carries me to the bedroom. We spend the rest of the night making love.

The mess hall is packed and there are a few more children running around. After I gave birth I kind of started a trend of women giving birth. Jane and I have been very busy. Sometimes I feel a painful longing that I can't give Dean his own child but he loves Samantha just like he would his own child. I just wish I could give him this one thing.

Cas has Samantha sitting next to him on a bench and they are deep in a conversation that looks very important to my daughters three year old self. When Samantha is in a serious conversation she looks so much like Sam sometimes. Her eyes get that same glint and her mouth gets the same clenched look. Her eyes are just like Sam's. Dean and I get food and sit down with them. Jane takes a seat next to me and gives me a quick smile. "You taking the afternoon off?" She says with a smirk.

I hit her playfully. "I will be but don't worry I'll be back to working bright and early tomorrow and I'll take the night shift if anyone needs it tonight."

Jane just smiles and leans into me. "Enjoy the afternoon with Dean. I know how grumpy you get when he leaves. Maybe he can screw you enough to keep it at bay for a few days. " I give her an incredulous look and we both break into laughs. Jane has become my best friend and we are very close. It's hard to imagine with how much I thought she hated me when I first came.

After our meal Cas takes Samantha back to his cabin where they will undoubtedly get into trouble. Cas has changed so much since I have gotten here and he relishes in his uncle duties. When we get back to our cabin Dean slams the door behind us and picks up me wrapping my legs around his waist. "Lara I only have a few hours before I have to go and I plan on making good use of them."

I laugh into his mouth and fondle his shirt trying to get it off so I can get to the skin beneath it. "Better hurry I plan on having you at least 4 times before you leave me." Dean chuckles and nips at my jaw. "Damn woman you are going to be the death of me."

Hours later we are both reluctantly putting out clothes back on. I wish we could just spend all our time like this. Naked and wrapped around each other. I hear Cas coming up the stairs and the laughs of my little girl. I come out of the bedroom with Dean trailing behind me and Samantha runs to me and I pick her up. "Mama?"

"Yes baby?" I ask her. She looks from Dean to me and then to Cas then back to me. "Who Uncle Gabe?"

I give Dean and Cas a confused look. I never meet him in my adult years but I have heard of him. Cas puts a hand on Samantha's shoulder. "He is angel like I used to be and he was a protector of your mommy."

Samantha smiles and buries her head in my neck. "He goin come today mama." I pull her back and give her a confused look. "When I sleepy he came. Wait hour dada."

Dean decides to stay for at least an hour. We were to nervous for him not to. How could Samantha have possibly known about Gabriel? Hell I didn't even really know about him. His name has been dropped here and there but I have no memories of him. Cas has been pacing around since Sammie gave us the news. He hasn't seen one of his brothers since long before his fall. I know he misses them even if he never talks about them. In secret he mourned the death of Lucifer. Despite what Lucifer was he was also Cas' brother just like Sammy was Dean's. I see his right hand twitching for a joint or at least a cigarette but he knows better than to smoke in our cabin with Sam, so he discreetly takes a pill from a bottle in his pocket. I wish he would fully give up his vices but I can't and would never ask that of him. I don't know what it's like to go from an angel to a mere mortal. His fall was painful and he has lost so much. I have only gained more and more every day. I makes me feel guilty sometimes when I see him.

Just like Samantha predicted one hour later there is a commotion at the gate. I can hear the guards screaming. "In coming!" I can feel the tension in the camp. I can't even remember that last time we had honest to god humans show up. Sometimes a few croats make it and ever rarer a demon might but with our wards and traps its rare.

"Lara I want you and Sam to stay here. I want you to hide in crawl space until I come back and tell you otherwise." About two years ago Dean made a hiding spot for us in the crawl space of the cabin. It has more wards on it than I care to even count. I start to protest but Dean leans down and kisses me softly. "Please baby I need to know that you and Sam are safe. If anything were to ever happen to either of you I would..." He clenches his eyes closed and shakes his head and tries not push the idea of anything happening to us from his mind. He can't even finish his sentence. I raise my hand and caress his neck and bring his lips back down to mine and kiss them.

"I understand honey. We will wait for you." I kiss him one more time because I just can't help it and pick Samantha up. I walk into her room, Dean wanted it in there so anytime Samantha felt afraid she could easily get in there and hide, and he lifts up the trap door and we walk down into our hiding spot. I watch him give us a sad smile as he shuts its behind us.

Luckily I was also part of this hiding spot design. I made sure there was a comfortable seat for Samantha so she wouldn't get more afraid, there is a small pile of her toys, a few bottles of water with some granola bars, and most importantly a flashlight and some candles. Luckily since it is still daytime the light is coming through the cracks in the floor board. The beams of light eerily illuminate all the wards that are protecting us. Dean carved in protections for just about everything that you can protect us from and left us weapons and potions down here. Hell he even has a jar of dead man's blood in case of a vampire attack. God I love him so much. He makes me feel happy, safe, loved, and complete. I've never once doubted what he feels for Samantha. He loves her like a father. He would kill and be killed for her. It's not just because she is Sam's daughter it's because of her. He just loves her. Sometimes I'll come home from helping Jane in the clinic and Dean will be asleep on the couch with Samantha snuggled up on his chest and it just makes me smile. He truly is her father despite what any blood test would tell us.

Sammie is nervous. She doesn't like be down here even though I have toys for her. "Mommy why daddy no believe me? Just Uncle Gabe and some his friends." She pouts at me while she grabs her doll and crawls into my lap.

I wait for her to get situated. She rests her head on my chest and I give the top of her head a kiss. "Honey it's not that daddy doesn't believe you. He just wants to keep us and everyone else safe. Once he sees its just Uncle Gabe and his friends everything will be alright." I still don't understand why she thinks it's him. "Honey why do you think Uncle Gabe is coming today and how did you hear about him?"

Samantha giggles in my arms and looks up at me with her big hazel eyes. She looks so much like Sam it breaks my heart sometimes, I just miss him. "Me see Uncle Gabe when me sleep. He just there. Like Papa Sama, and mama, and dada." She responds with a huge toothy grin. That doesn't answer a lot and quite frankly doesn't stop me from worrying. We wait in the crawl space for Dean to come home and give us the all clear. I can't help but remember the frightful day that we first had to use this space.

"Lara quick get Sam and get down there!" Dean yells at me. I had been folding laundry that I had just cleaned by hand in the washroom with a bunch of the other women when we all heard the screaming. "In coming!" Those two words are the most dreaded word in the entire English language to all of us. Those two words are why we have guards, those two words are what haunt many of our dreams. I can't count the amount of times I've woken up in a cold sweat thinking I heard those words screamed. Dean is always there to calm me down with soft kisses and gentle touches. I know I am not the only one who dreams of those horrible words. There are survivors from other camps out there that have been over run. Whenever they are screamed we know that anything could be coming. The hope that no one will speak out loud is that it is a new survivor. Survivors are something to look forward too. It proves that the world isn't as horrible as we think it is. Unfortunately there hasn't been a new survivor introduced to our camp since me, which was almost two years ago.

"Dean please come with us." I plead with him. He shakes his head no and I know that he feels a responsibility to the camp. He truly is our leader and because of that he knows he has to be the lead of every attack. "Take Sammie and hide. I'll be back soon." He assures me with a quick but passionate kiss, it feels like a last kiss, but I know it's his way of making sure every moment means the most. We don't waste nights on fights. When we have a fight we duke it out and make sure it ends with a kiss, sex, and sleeping next to each other. We don't waste our precious nights on him sleeping on the couch if he upsets me. I would never recover if I knew our last time together was a fight that is why we fix any problems at the roots and never let them fester. I know all the other couples here are like that too. You can't risk those last words being words of hate.

"I love you!" I call after his has he runs out the door. I grab Sam up from her nap and quickly hide us in the crawl space. Luckily Samantha hasn't woken yet, she is quite a deep sleeper. I don't know how long we have been down here but after the sun beams move from straight over head to about 2 o'clock on the walls Sammie starts to stir.

She starts to whimper like she does when she normally wakes up let alone when she wakes up in the dark. "Mama." She moans out. I cradle her closer. "Yes baby it's me. I'm right here princess." She seems to relax into my arms a bit and cuddles into my chest then I feel her tense.

"Mama, bad bad things here." She cries into my chest. I tighten my hold on my baby girl. Nothing bad will get to her while there is still even a glimmer of a heart beat in my body. "Don't worry princess Daddy is going to protect us and we are totally safe." I hope we are safe. I look to my left and see the guns and knives that Dean has stock piled for us. I know how to use every weapon down here with me.

Samantha takes a deep breath and I look down at her and kiss her forehead. "Me's knows mama. Dada makes safe." I smile at her and rock her back and forth until she stops crying. The sun has continued to move through our safe haven and I haven't heard a loud noise in quite a while. When we first came down here I could hear the men in our camp coming to arms and the wails of women and children has they left. I almost snicker at the thought of all the women that Cas left behind. But those noises are long gone and I know that everyone is hiding in similar hiding holes as Samantha and me. Cas and Dean went on a rampage a few months ago to make sure there are safe hiding spots for all the people that get left behind on these kind of missions. We are one of the lucky ones to have one in our cabin but there are many of these sites throughout the camp. Everyone is trained on what to do when the call "In coming" is alarmed. The fighters arm themselves and get ready to kill the threat and the providers hide. I wish I could be out there fighting next to Dean. In our training we found that I am damn deadly with a gun. I am the best shot in this camp. In fact on a very rare occasion Dean will let me have a shift at one of the towers because I am such a good shot. Sometimes he even lets me hunt with him for fresh meat but only in our land that is protected with wards, never truly in the wild. But I know if I was fighting beside him he would be to worried to fight and just focus on protecting me so I hide like the providers. My hands itch for the gun just a few feet from my fingers but I need to keep Samantha calm.

The sun goes down and with the last of the light Samantha starts to whimper again. She hates the dark. I quickly calculate the risks and light a small tea light to keep her calm. I try to keep her calm and luckily all of our training exercises prepared her for this. We all know that silence is the key to our survival if something gets in. "Mama hungry." Samantha whispers into my ear. It's been about a month since I stopped breast feeding. According to the books we found Sammie was a bit old for me to wean her off breast milk but in this world there was no substitute for it that we could find on a regular basis. I just hope I have even a drop for her. I pull down my shirt and bring Samantha to my breast. I feel the tug on my milk in me and luckily something flows. I say a silent prayer to God that I have something to give my baby. I make a mental note to store some food down here before next time.

We have been hiding for a long time and once Sam has her fill she drifts off to sleep. I button up my shirt and blow out the candle while she is asleep. I have lost all sense of time now that the sun has set. I hear the familiar sound of boots crunching on the gravel near the threshold to our cabin. I pull Samantha tighter to me than I have ever held her before. I hold my breath hoping that it is my Dean. "Rigatoni." Dean calls out. I let out a sigh of relief. That is our safe word. It's just a bizarre word that no demon could ever think to even utter to convince me that it is safe to come out.

I jump up and walk up the stairs flinging the trap door open with a loud crash. Samantha's eyes flash open and we both take in Dean in front of us. "Dean?" I utter in shock while in my arms Sammie cries out, "Dada!"

Dean pulls us both into a tight hug and kisses Samantha's forehead and my lips. He looks like he has been through a war. His shirt is blood-soaked. There are scratches all over his face and arms. One deep cut is above his eyebrow and is no doubt clouding his vision with blood. I do a quick glance over and see another deep cut on his side. Luckily one of the women in the cabin next to us come running into our cabin. I look at her and relief floods over me. "Harriet please take Samantha I need to take care of Dean."

Harriet doesn't have a loved one in the fighters and thankfully thought of us once they came back. Samantha starts to cry in my arms. "Honey I need you to go with Auntie Harriet for a bit while I take care of Daddy. I will come and get you once he is all cleaned up." Samantha wants to fight with me but she loves her Auntie Harriet and goes with her.

Now all of my focus can be on the man in front of me. "Dean..." I choke out. He pulls me into a tight hug and kisses me passionately. I don't fight him and allow him to dominate me. He kisses me roughly and his tongue darts through my lips and takes over my mouth. I can taste a bit of his blood on my lips has he kisses me. "Lara..I need...I want..." He moans into me.

I know I need to check over his wounds but I was so scared for him. He pushes me back against the wall of our living room and continues to kiss me senseless. My hands find their way around his neck and down his back. He lets out a wince and I try to pull away but he pushes against me even harder and keeps kissing me. The lack of oxygen starts to make me dizzy and he moves down my jaw and neck never leaving my skin driving me crazy. "Dean..." I moan out.

He stops for just a moment and grabs my face. I meet his stare. "I couldn't stop fighting Lara. I kept imagining those things getting in here to you and Samantha. I was a wild man." His forehead falls forward and hits mine.

My hands start to soothe him by rubbing up and down his back instead of claw at him with sexual need. "You did good baby. We are safe thanks to you. Now let me heal you." I whisper to him. He doesn't move for a second then he shakes his head.

I guide him into our bedroom and sit him down on our bed. I kiss his lips softly this time, not with need but with love. I slowly peel off his sweaty over shirt. He fought long and hard that is for sure. "Lift your arms has high has you can honey." I tell him softly. His right arm is able to go above his head but his left arm can hardly lift at all. I put my hand on his right arm and make him lower it again has I inspect his left arm. There is a deep gash on his left shoulder. "I will be back in just a minute love. Just rest." He shakes his head slowly. I don't want to leave him but I need more supplies than I have here.

By the time I get to the clinic I see a line of men needing help. I feel guilty for a moment for only worrying about Dean and running past them inside. Cas is working on one of the fighters on the table next to Jane. He is cut up, has blood and dirt all over, but I can tell he has no bad injuries by his stance, just cuts and scrapes. "Do you guys need me?" I ask them out of breath.

Cas shakes his head no. "No one here is fatally wounded you take care of Dean." He responds without even looking up. I look to Jane and she meets my glance. "You have the boss we have the rest." I see sadness in her eyes.

"How many did we lose?" I know that look in her eyes. She looks away and focuses on Chad who has a deep cut on his leg in front of her. "We lost two, Ken and Dawn." Those names go through me like an arrow. We lost two of us tonight. There is no need for words we all wordlessly look at each other even Chad and Jackson who are getting worked on. We lost two comrades tonight.

I grab what I need and rush back to Dean. He is just where I left him sitting on our bed. I knell down in front of him and pull out the scissors. "I am going to cut off your shirt honey." He shakes his head and I grab his shirt and start to cut the thin material that is covering his chest. I peal it away and I see all of his injuries. Nothing fatal but painful none the less. I grab the rag in the water bucket next to me and I begin to clean them all off. Once the blood and dirt are cleared away I get another rag and pour alcohol on it so I can sanitize the wounds. Dean winces but he doesn't cry out in pain like most would. "Honey this is going to hurt but I need to sew some of the shut."

"I know baby just do what you got too." He responds to me. I grab the needle and thread and line up on the first gash that needs stitched. I work fast and carefully. I know I am hurting him but I need to do this to keep him healthy. Once I am done I clean them once again with the alcohol and put clean gauze over them and gently rap them up.

Once I am finally done I lean down and unlace Dean's boots and pull them off. I then tug off his socks. He starts to lean back on the bed but before he can fully relax I pull him to his feet and undo his jeans and tug them down his thighs and help him step out of them. "Now you can lay down." I tell him and help him lay down on our bed. He leans back and rests on his pillow and lets out a content sigh.

I go to walk out of the room and let him rest but Dean grabs my wrist. "Please Lara I just need you. I need to feel you around me to remind you that you are safe."

I smile down at him and kiss his forehead. "Dean I just stitched you up and has your nurse I advise against such behavior." Dean's hopeful face turns into a pout and I lean over him and kiss him and pull back up. "But has your lover I think we can make something work."

Dean's face brightens and I stand back up and quickly discard every stitch of fabric on my body that could keep Dean and I apart. I gently crawl over him and straddle him. I can feel him growing hard beneath my body through the thin cotton that makes up his boxer. He tries to sit up but winces. I push him back on the mattress gently. "Let me take care of you tonight Dean." He smiles at me and I grab one of the pain pills I got from the infirmary and put it in my tongue. I lean over him and kiss him forcing my way into his mouth. I push the pain pill into his mouth and pull away long enough for him to swallow. "By the time I am done with you that will be in your system and you will be able to rest." I whisper into his ear.

He smiles against my cheek and I kiss him again. I kiss all over his face and give special attention to the cut that finally stopped bleeding over his eye brow. I move off his face and kiss his neck and collarbone. I lavish his chest with kisses and love bites and my hand soothe his flesh. I play with the band of his boxers and trace the band with my tongue while my hand traces lines across his flesh. He gets harder and I can feel his dick pushing into my throat. His hands flutter to his boxers ready to pull them off. "Not tonight Dean, I am taking care of you." I say to him with a wink. His hands retreat and I kiss his lower stomach.

I don't want to wait much longer. I was just has worried about him has he was about me while we were separated. I use my left hand to help lift his hips while I use my right hand to pull his boxers down. I move myself up his thighs to his hips and rest myself right over his dick. "Baby I want you to just lie there and relax. I don't want you to strain yourself." I say with a wink. I take his member into my hands and guide him into center. I slowly sink down onto his dick and just rest for a moment once his entire member is sheathed in me. "I love you so much Dean." I moan out.

"I love you now and forever Lara." He croaks out beneath me. I slowly start to move up and down him. His hands find my hips and dig in. I know he wants to buck up and meet me but he knows that I will push him back if he even tries to move right now. I quicken the pace and tighten my muscles over him has I move. "God Lara!" He cries out.

I move faster and faster over him clenching and unclenching my muscles over him. His right hand trails up my side to my breast and his left hand stays gripping into my hip. "I can't hold on much longer Lara." He tells him as I slam down on him again. I can tell I am near too and I keep working us until I feel him cum in me. I hit my orgasm on the next move and I scream out with him. I don't fall on him but quickly roll off him making sure not to hurt him. I immediately miss him in me. "I love you Dean." I whisper into his ear while my hand winds his way into his.

"Forever Lara, forever." He tells me has his eyes closed. I watch him as he falls asleep, his chest moving up and down. I could never have dreamed for a better life than the one I now have.

We have had a few more times since then that we have had to hide in our crawl space and it never gets any easier. I still worry about him with every fiber of my being and I know he worries about us too, its why he fights so hard.

It's not long before I hear boots crunching on the gravel and taking the stairs to our cabin. "Rigatoni." Dean calls out. I relax immediately and grab Samantha to get out of the crawl space. Before I can open the hatch Dean opens it and light floods the dark space. Samantha is so excited that she is squirming in my arms. "Unky Gab!" She keeps shrieking. I come up the stairs and Dean pulls us into a tight hug and Sam gives him a sloppy kiss. He smiles at her and kisses me too.

"Come on." He says quietly. He takes Sam from my arms and grabs my hand and takes me to the containment cabin. It's where we interrogate demons, store new people, or put our own people that have committed some type of atrocity.

Dean opens the door and we walk in. Cas is busily talking away to a shorter man who has a woman and two men behind him looking around nervously. The man talking to Cas looks at us briefly than goes back to talking to Cas. Then he stops mid sentence and looks back at us and stares at me. "How is it possible? Lara? You're alive?"

Before I can respond Samantha wiggles out of Dean's arms and goes running up to the man and grabs his legs and hugs him tight. "Unky Gab!" He looks down at her confused and looks back up at me. "This isn't Dean's child." He mumbles out very confused.

That was not the best thing to stay in front of Dean. I see his jaw clench and he huffs his way over to the man and picks up Samantha. "No Daddy me daddy!" She chides the man she calls Uncle Gabe. She snuggles into her Daddy's chest and rests her head over his heart. Dean bores into him with his most pissed of stare. "Don't you dare come into my camp and start messing with my family." He doesn't need to yell to get his point across, he is pissed.

I come up behind Dean and rest my hand on his shoulder trying to calm him down. He relaxes a bit under my touch but I can tell he is still upset. The man who I still have not been introduced to starts to stutter. "That's not... I didn't mean... It's just... Well she has Sam's gift."

That causes all of us to look at him like he has three heads. "Explain." Dean spits out. The man looks at Samantha softly and goes to touch her but Dean takes a step back. The message is clear, hands off.

"I believe your daughter may have some psychic abilities. Dean you never had those abilities so they didn't come from you. I know Lara doesn't have them so they don't come from her. The only one was Sam. Also this little girl looks so much like him." He says staring at my baby girl.

Dean is ready to snap back at him but I put pressure on his shoulder. "Before this conversation goes much further I would like to know who you are and who your friends are." I figure we can get back to fighting once we are all on a first name basis.

The man smiles and extends his hand to me. I hesitantly take it and he grabs my and kisses my hand. "I am Gabriel. When you were just a baby you referred to me has your Uncle Gabe. I used to be an Archangel but I lost my powers when Heaven closed its gates just like Cas here." He turns around and points the woman behind him. "That is Parvati and the man next to her is her husband Shiva. They are both Hindu Gods." He says referring to the man whose arm is now draped around the beautiful woman in front of me. He then points to the other man that I now notice has only one hand. "That is Tyr a Norse God."

"Why are you travelling around with a bunch of Gods Gabe?" Dean asks. He is still mad but I can tell some of the anger is subsiding.

Gabriel chuckles. "Once the apocalypse started I began to lose my powers and so have the other Gods. We all convened to try and conserve our resources and fight Lucifer together. There were much more of us when we began. Some of us have broken off but we have lost many." Gabriel looks at Cas and frowns. "Balthazar and I were the only other angels that I know of that stayed on earth and he died a few years back." He says softly. Cas frowns and I know he will mourn for the loss of his brother. "But it was for the best, he died mortal and is with his charge now."

I want to ask what he means by he is with his charge now but I think that can be a conversation for a later date. "So what brought you here?" Dean asks. Samantha's head pops us and she smiles. "Because he love us." She says happily.

Gabriel smiles at my little girl and looks at me. "That is part of it, but this is one of the few safe havens left. We can help you here. I have lost my power but Parvati, Shiva, and Tyr still have some power. We can help keep you all safe and you can give us a place to rest."

Dean looks at Cas and a moment later Cas shakes his head just slightly. "How can I be sure I can trust you." He asks coldly. Samantha hits her daddy playfully. "Dada me see! Me see! Unky Gab trust!" She seems so sure.

Dean takes in a deep breath. "Fine we will try it out, but if you betray us I will have no problem kicking you out." I can hear the threat in his warning. If they do anything to hurt anyone here they are done for.

They all shake their head in agreement and Samantha lets out a happy squeal and finally wiggles out of her daddy's arms and launches onto Gabriel. "We have fun!" She tells him. Gabriel looks at me then my daughter. "Yes we will."

a/n hope you all like update! This story might be a bit longer than I originally intended cause I came up with some stuff I really wanna do. I hope you like it and review if you get a chance.