Chapter Thirty

Round Three

A/N: This chapter is shorter than the others. But it's worth it…

"I'm not leaving him!"

Sam stood behind Evy as a now lethargic Squish lay on the vet's table. Evy grabbed a chair and pulled it in front of him. She grabbed one of Squish's paws and petted his face gently. The tears wouldn't stop flowing, but she spoke clearly.

"You're gonna be okay. The doctor's just going to give you a little prick. It'll put you to sleep and make you feel all better." Squish meowed weakly and licked Evy's hand. "Shhhh. I'm right here. I won't leave you. I love you."

Evy looked at the doctor and nodded. The doctor found it hard to work though his own aching heart. He so often dealt with neglected and abused animals, or well-meaning owners who just didn't know how to care for their animals properly, that it killed him when an owner who was as loving and conscientious as Evy was had to be in this situation. Squish had seemed healthy until a week earlier, when Evy had brought him in because he wasn't eating. After some testing, the doctor had delivered the news two days earlier that Squish was in the end stage of cancer, and was no doubt suffering. Evy had taken him home and spent one last day with him. The doctor cleared his throat, looked to Sam for approval, then, as gently as he could, injected Squish. Almost immediately, Squish took his last breath. Evy buried her face in her arms and sobbed, until Sam put a hand on her shoulder. She stood, threw her arms around Sam's neck, and sobbed into his shoulder until she couldn't cry anymore.

"Evelyn Abigail Winchester…"

The crowd erupted. Cheers, claps, and whistles filled the small gymnasium. As Evy took her college diploma, she looked over and saw that it wasn't the entire crowd erupting. It was one row-Jordan, Sam, Dean, Jody, Claire, Alex, and even Cass. She waved to them, and returned to her seat.

"You may now kiss the bride."

Evy and Mickey shared a kiss, for a moment oblivious to the rest of the room. The pastor announced them, and they turned to walk out. Evy caught Sam's eye, and she saw he'd been crying. Forgetting about the 'order' of the wedding, she walked over, grabbed Sam's neck with one arm, kissed his cheek, and proceeded out.

"Happy birthday to you…"

The party was now in full swing. Evy was enjoying the birthday cake that Jody had made for her. Mickey attempted to take Evy's piece of cake off her plate, but she playfully slapped his hand away. She smiled and shared a kiss with him. Mickey grabbed a chair and sat next to her, grabbing her hand. Sam wasn't aware of any of this, however. He was over in the corner, double counting the candles from Evy's cake. There were twenty-six of them.

"Daddy? We have a surprise for you."

Evy handed him a birthday card, which Sam did read. It was thoughtful, and Sam started to thank her for it. But when he opened the card, he suddenly forgot everything the card said. The message inside didn't read happy birthday. Instead it was a note written 'don't make any plans for Halloween'. Sam opened the small package she'd given him. Inside was a baby bottle, two onesies, one blue and one pink, and an ultrasound photo. When Sam realized what she was telling him, he looked up at her with his mouth gaping open in shock.

All of this was running through Sam's head as he sat in the waiting room. Evy's doctor had remarked that Evy had the biggest family waiting for her that he'd ever seen. Jordan and his partner Scott were there. Dean was pacing the entire waiting room; he had placed two gigantic teddy bears in a chair in the corner. Cass seemed curious and detached from the proceedings, though Sam knew he was eager to meet the new additions to the family. Jody was trying to convince Dean not to go down to the delivery room. Sam's leg was bouncing up and down quickly. Mickey finally came out, dressed in a pair of blue scrubs, running a hand over his face and wearing a broad smile. All commotion in the waiting room suddenly stopped.

"Everyone's fine." he said. "Mom and babies both. One boy, one girl."

Everyone congratulated Mickey, clapping him on the shoulder and offering him a hug, except for Cass, who simply offered him a firm handshake.

"What are their names?" Jody asked eagerly.

"Sorry. Evy made me promise to wait. She wants a few minutes alone with Sam first." Mickey said. "She's down on the last room on the right."

"Okay." Sam said. He got to the room and knocked, then slowly walked in. "Hello…?"

"We're over here."

Evy was lying on the bed, towards the far left side. She was holding her little boy in her arm while her little girl lay just beside her on the bed, on top of a blanket. She had one hand on the little girl's chest, rubbing it gently. Sam walked over slowly.

"Oh, my goodness."

"Can you pick her up please?" Evy asked.
"I would love to." Sam said.

He reached down and very, very carefully pulled the little girl into his arms, then sat down on the bed next to Evy. She stared at Sam with the biggest brown eyes he'd seen since the first time he'd met Evy the day she was born.

"Hello, gorgeous." Sam said. "I'm your grandpa Sam. What's your name?"
"Roberta." Evy said. "Roberta Johnnie."

Sam nearly choked. It can't be, he thought.

"And this," Evy said, shifting the little boy in her arms a little, "is…"
"Samuel Dean." Sam said at the same time as Evy.

"How'd you know that?" Evy asked. "Mickey and I kept their names to ourselves."

Sam thought about telling her the truth. He'd had a dream just before the first Evy had died about the life she would never have. In it, she'd gotten married and had a set of twins, a boy and a girl, named Roberta Johnnie and Samuel Dean. But Evy still felt insecure about herself at times, and didn't really like to hear about her own 'twin', as she called her.

"Lucky guess." Sam said with a smile.

Evy shrugged, too tired to argue with him. She yawned and asked, "Aren't they beautiful?"

"Yes. They both are." Sam said, taking his first real look at Samuel while still holding Roberta. He was sleeping. Sam looked at Evy, who seemed exhausted. "Just like their mommy."

Evy smiled and laid her head against the pillow behind her. "Mommy. I like that."

Roberta suddenly stuck her arms up in the air and made a loud gurgling sound.

Evy laughed. "She wants your attention."

"Yes, ma'am?" Sam asked, and Roberta gurgled again.

"I think she's gonna be a grandpa's girl." Evy remarked. "She already likes you."

"Of course she will. Why wouldn't you be?" Sam asked. "You're the one that kept mommy up every night, aren't you?"

"Let's hope that doesn't last." Evy said with a loud yawn.

"You want to get some sleep?" Sam asked.

"Not yet. I want to enjoy them a little more." Evy said.

Samuel continued to sleep soundly, and Roberta suddenly started to whine.

"No, no, none of that now. Come on." Sam said. When Roberta refused to stop fussing, Sam got an idea. "I know what'll calm you down."

Sam pulled his legs up onto the bed, and Evy laid her head on his shoulder. Samuel slept contentedly. Despite her wish to stay up with the twins, Evy's eyes closed slowly as Sam's voice lulled a still wide awake Roberta to sleep too. Sam decided everyone in the waiting room could wait.

"Don't you feel it growing day by day, people gettin' ready for the news. Some are happy, some are sad…"

A/N: Well, this was it! At least for this story. Evy's happy ending, and, by extension, Sam and Dean's.

I want to thank everyone who paid close attention to this story. It's brought me so much joy to create. I've been writing for close to fifteen years, and I think this is the best thing I've ever done.

This is it for this specific story, but as I've said the last few chapters, as long I continue to have ideas for Evy, I will continue to write her. I have two baby/toddler Evy stories planned right now. I may even, maybe, possibly (oh, who am I kidding, of course I'm going to do it) write a sequel to this with the kids involved. Thanks again guys. God bless!