SPOILERS: Season 8

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This is just a little semi-AU I put together about Sam and Amelia. More chapters to come. I hope you like it!

"What do we do now?" She asked him.

"So what do we do?" Amelia asked Sam again. While she was trying to appear okay on the outside, Amelia felt like she was dying on the inside. Sam and Dean had spent the last hour telling her everything about their life. She knew that Mary Winchester had died trying to save her son and that Dean had raised Sam while their father drank and hunted. She knew that Sam had wanted out of their lifestyle but couldn't run away. She knew why Sam had found her and why he had left her. She knew how hunter's children grew up. She knew how hunter's wives lived. Amelia wasn't ready. She was now at some fortress called the Men of Letters.

"Um. I guess we go about our lives. You're safe here, I promise," Sam replied nervously.

"Well, I just quit my job, so what is my regular life?" Amelia asked.

"I…. I'm so sorry," Sam, who was already feeling guilty, now thought he had ruined her life. At that moment, Dean walked in carrying bags of groceries.

"Grubs here," Dean called. "And Sammy, I think I've got us a case."

"A case?" Sam asked, incredulous.

"Yes, Sam. A case. Looks like a djin." When Sam continued to stare blankly at him, Dean began to shout. "I know you're tied up right now, but we still have work to do. Hunting, Sam. It's what we've done our whole lives. Are you giving up on me now? C'mon."

Amelia and Sam sat silently, shocked by Dean's outburst. Sam knew Dean was afraid of losing him and having to hunt alone. But Sam wasn't going to leave Dean. He would never, could never, leave his brother. He just needed to take it down a notch for a while.

"I'm… I'm really sorry I messed everything up," Amelia said. "I know you have to, like, save the world or whatever."

"Don't you dare, baby," Sam said to her, wrapping her in his arms. "This is not your fault. This baby is a blessing; He's brought you back into my life and given us a chance to be happy. Don't you dare apologize. But Dean is right. I still have responsibilities. I still have to hunt. I think Dean and I need to do this."

"Okay," Amelia replied, burying her head in his chest.

"Okay?" Dean asked. "Really?"

"Really," Sam replied. "But Amelia, I don't want to leave you here by yourself. It's safe but…"

"Sam, I'm a grown woman," Amelia answered strongly. "I can take care of myself for a few days. Really. You said this place was really safe. Don't worry about me."

Sam reluctantly agreed later that night. The next morning Sam and Dean left in the impala to hunt the djin. He called her everyday, often multiple times.

"I think this might work," Amelia smiled when he returned. "You hunting, me staying here."

"I'm so glad you said that," Sam replied, kissing her.

"Oh," Amelia exclaimed. "I scheduled my ultrasound for Wednesday. Do you want to come and see the baby?"

"I can't wait!" Sam replied, holding her close to him. For the first time in his life Sam finally felt like he could "have it all"