"You know, the more I think about it the more I'm sure that asking Henry for our children to court, date, whatever, is the best idea." Samuel said, smiling and nodding.

Deanna bit back a smile as she put the dishes away, taking them from Samuel as he dried them. "What makes you say that?"

"Well I remember them being teenagers, flirting like no tomorrow, not caring that their parents were literal inches away from them." Samuel said, shaking the cloth out slightly. "And now here we were! They could barely look at each other without blushing! They could barely maintain eye contact with one another!"

"So you think that that means they like each other?" Deanna asked, closing the cabinet and turning to look at him, leaning back against the counter.

"I think it means that those teenage hormonal instincts have faded into a possibility of real grown up feelings." Samuel confirmed, folding the cloth and putting it to the side. "They've both matured and moved on from simple romping in the hay and sowing of oats. They're both of age to find someone and settle down with."

"Marys already got two kids." Deanna reminded him. "One on the way at least. The Letters like to have their legacy and bloodline continued."

"If you don't think they have a spell in there to make Dean or baby Samuel a Winchester by blood then you don't know the Letters." Samuel said, wagging his finger at her. Deanna raised an eyebrow at the motion and he quickly brought it down. "Or Mary will have to have a third child."

"That's a lot of stress to put on a woman's body." Deanna told him, rolling her eyes as she went into the living room, Samuel following her. "And stop calling the baby Samuel, it sounds weird."

"Mary promised me that she'd name the next one after me." Samuel said with a small sniff. "I'm her father, it's only right."

"Keep telling yourself that." Deanna comforted him, patting his arm. She turned the television on and sat down, watching the news. "And besides, for all we know, they're at her apartment right now and Deans helping her dig a hole to bury him in."

"No, no. I don't think so." Samuel said, sitting next to her and taking her hand in his as the news anchor spoke. "Didn't you see his face when you asked him to take some food to her? He ran out of here so fast he almost forgot the food."

"He also forgot to ask how to get to her apartment." Deanna said with a smile. "You had to call him back."

Samuel nodded, smiling at the thought. "If anything I do believe that he likes her." he said confidently. "Now we just need to get Mary on board and I'll make the call to Henry."

"Not just Mary, Dean." Deanna reminded him. "The poor boy was so shy, he could barely look at John. He needs to like him too."

"He's a shy boy, he just needs to have a chance to get to know John." Samuel said. "Which makes me think, maybe we should be sending John over to her place more."

Deanna raised an eyebrow at that. "Oh?"

Samuel nodded, another idea coming to him with a smile. "Right now what John and I are doing is simple knowledge, make sure he actually knows his stuff before I take him on a few hunts. Mary can't do the hunting right now but...she can do the knowledge based part." his smile widened and he turned to look at her.

"So this way, he can go to her place when she has the time off from work and they'll work together. Dean will be there as well so they'll be able to be in the same location and figure out if they complement one another." he continued. "Dean will get used to him, Mary can speak with him, he'll speak with Mary."

"Lots of speaking happening." Deanna said dryly. "What exactly are they 'speaking' about at this point?"

"I don't know, I can't be the mastermind behind all of this in every step. As much as I would like to be." Samuel said. "Look, I want this to work, do you want this to work?" he waited for Deanna to nod before he continued. "So we just need to help them get into situations alone where they can just be themselves and we'll see what happens. Agreed?"

Deanna bit back another knowing smile, just humming slightly in agreement. Leaning back against the couch she moved to put her head on Samuels shoulder, the two of them watching the news together.

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