A/N: Hello my lovely readers and fellow hunters and supernatural fans. Is anyone absolutely super pissed about the ending Of supernatural? Feel free to share your thoughts with me so we can vent together. The hell!? It pissed me off so much that I am going to rewrite season 15 with my own ending! It will be with the stand by me series! The hell with the writers of the show! I say we should make our own endings! Isn't that what fanfiction is for!? Now granted I haven't seen season 15 yet. But spoilers is impossible to avoid. And I am absolutely furious the way it ended! It wasn't right and it was unfair! And I think part of my frustration kind of blood out in this chapter. It most likely did.

Anyway, my ranting about the ending aside, all the thanks and appreciation goes to my lovely loyal followers and readers. I know I've been slow with posting these chapters. I have a lot going on. Also I am going to let my lovely readers and followers pick the name for Sage's and Dean's baby. And I'm also going to let all of you decide if you want it to be a boy or a girl. It's my way of apologizing for taking forever with this story. And the stand by me series.

Carry on wayward supernatural fans.

The Talk.

Dean sat there a moment after shutting off the impala, Ignoring his brothers bitch face. He just needed a moment to think.

Things in the bunker had been tense. Sage was barely talking to him. And in return he had been trying to stay away from her as possible. She wasn't human. At least she wasn't fully human. His hunter instincts was telling him not to trust her anymore, But his heart was saying something totally different. Perhaps his instinct were wrong. But could he trust her? He had trusted her before. That was before he learned that she did magic in a world that it wasn't real.

Sage had done a tracking spell on the guy that they were supposed to find. Surprise surprise he was staying at a hotel. Because everyone knows when there was hellhounds after your ass, stay at a hotel. That always works.

"Sage is having my baby."

He still couldn't believe it. He had always wanted a family, But he had put it on the back burner because he had to keep his little brother safe. It wasn't fair, but that's the way it always had been. He was both excited and terrified of becoming a father. Excited because he always wanted to be, terrified that he was going to turn into his own father. And what if he was a crappy father?

There was something else that was haunting him as well. Sage, was she fully human? Did it matter? Of course it mattered, but she was far from being evil. Wasn't she? They had trusted Angels demons and of the like, and it had always turned around and bit them in the ass. But Sage was different. But there had to be a reason why she did her spell in a world that magic wasn't real. Was that the only reason that Crowley wanted her soul?

Dean and Sage hadn't talked much since a week ago. She seemed to be content giving him dirty looks. Perhaps he was being a jackass. He always ruined good things. Perhaps he was meant to be miserable and alone for the rest of his miserable life.

But he had a feeling that Sage wasn't going to just go away. Especially now that she was having his child.

"I know man. But I'm actually happy for ya." Sam said.

"Yeah. Thanks."

Sam sighed. "Dean, look," He shifted slightly so he could see Dean. "I know you, And I know what's going on in that stubborn brain of yours."

"Whatever." He Grumbled opening the door and getting out. Sam Following suit. He knew that this talk was coming.

"No. You are going to listen to me. Sage loves you. Even though you're treating her like hell. She still loves you." Sam shuted the door, walking to stand in front of him.

"So much that she's sold her soul." Dean said, Shutting the door to the impala.

"Yeah. The same thing that you did for me."

"It was stupid Sammy."

"Something you and Sage have in common."

"She did a spell in a world that magic isn't real. What is she? Can she be trusted?"

"This is Sage Smith. Of course we can trust her. I'm sure there is a logical explanation how she did that spell."

"How!" Dean snapped, throwing his hands up in the air out of frustration. "I told you what Crowley told me! She's not completely human! How the hell can we trust her?!"

"And Crowley's a Demon, Demons lie, you know that. Since when are you believing a demon!? Face it Dean. Things were going too good with Sage and you have to mess it up. Just like you messed it up with Ben and Lisa."

"I told you never mention them again!" He hissed.

"Tell me I'm wrong!" Sam snapped. "You of all people deserve some happiness. You deserve this. Don't push Sage away! It's possible that she might not be fully human but who cares man? You finally found a woman who understands you! She's carrying you're baby! I know how much you've always wanted a family, but you had pushed that aside to take care of me and to protect me! You might not have the apple pie life but at least you can have part of it! Don't push this one away! She loves you! And I want you to be happy! You deserve this! I want this for you. I want you to be happy. Just let yourself be happy for once!"

And there it is. His brother's famous speech that will make him do almost anything. Damn it. Why did Sam have to be so logical? He ran his fingers through his hair. Sam had a point. Did it truly matter if Sage was human or not? She loved him, and he loved her.

He can't lose her. He wanted that little part of the apple pie life. Who cares if she wasn't fully human? She was the woman who was carrying his baby, she was the woman that he loved. Sam was right. He's been an ass.

He looked at Sam and nodded. "Ok. Just put the puppy dog eyes away."

Sam nodded. "Sometimes all you need is someone to hit your head against a brick wall."

Dean shook his head. "I love her. I can't lose her Sammy."

"Then you won't. We're save her." Sam said with so much confidence in his voice that it could choke a horse.

All Dean could do was nod. Maybe that's all that this was. He was afraid of losing her so he was pushing her away. Sage wouldn't be pushed around though. Not his woman. He was afraid of losing her.

And she was afraid of losing him. Which was why she made the deal in the first place. He understood of fear of losing someone you love all to well.

Dean and Sam walked to the motel room that Joe was staying in. Sam picked the lock. Both Winchester's paused in the doorway when they saw the man that they've been after for a week tied to the bed. A familiar woman with long black hair was lounging in the chair.

Sage had a smug look on her face. At the same time Dean was frustrated and yet amused. How the hell did she find them? Then it clicked. Sage was incredible with magic. She even made up her own spells. At first Dean wasn't too thrilled about dating a witch. But she was one of the good ones.

Dean shook his head, reaching in his jacket pocket pulling out a pouch. "A tracker spell? Really?"

"Since you've been treating me like a child I figured I would prove that I'm not. I am the mother of your child. I'm also your girlfriend and a hunter who knows how to use magic. We do this together," Sage stood from her seat. "or not at all."

Dean loved this woman. Not many people had the guts to stand up to him. But Sage did. She wasn't afraid to call him out on anything. And she was beautiful. Yes he truly loved this woman. But he wasn't going to let her off the hook that easily. "Well right now you're acting like a child. You've been following us?"

"It's not like you told me where you were going. I think your words was, 'stay in the bunker where it's safe.'

Sam was snickering. Of course he was.

"Still. You shouldn't have snuck off like that."

"Oh Dean-o. You so don't want to go there."

Dammit, he didn't have a come back. Sam snorted. Dean shot his brother a look that Sam Ignored.

"Now. I don't know about you but I'm kind of sick and tired of having this fear hanging over my head that I'm going to hell? I kind of want that to go away. So let's call everyone's favorite demon shall we?" Sage asked.

Dean had a feeling that this wasn't going to be this easy. Nothing came easy to them.