I watched as Sam held Lily for the first time. He took her in his arms carefully, and looked at her with almost a sort of reverence. My nerves calmed a bit. He was clearly smitten with her. I hoped that wouldn't change when he found out that she was different.

*an hour later*

Sam and Dean had settled in for the night, laying their sleeping bags out in the living room. Bobby was kind enough to offer Lily and I the spare room.

I cleared my throat, hoping to get Sam's attention.

He left Dean watching TV on the couch, and walked over to me. It had been years, but I still got butterflies when he was near me. He was so tall, but somehow non-threatening. (unless of course, you were a monster) He had the kindest hazel eyes, and I loved that our daughter had inherited them.

"Can I talk to you alone in the bedroom?

Dean overheard, and winked at his brother. "Go get 'er, Sammy!"

We both blushed at his assumption, and starting walking towards the bedroom where Lily was on the floor playing with some toys.

I sat down on the bed, and he awkwardly stood in the doorway.

"You can come in, you know. Sit by me." I instructed. "And shut the door." I added. What I was about to tell him needed to stay between us.

He looked nervous as he took a seat next to me.

"I'm sure you're wondering why I decided to find you after all this time..." I took a deep breath. "Lily is...different. She...she can do things."

He didn't look surprised. Why didn't he look surprised? I stopped talking, staring at him in confusion.

"Gen, do these things include psychic premonitions, moving things with her mind, or super strength? Maybe mind control?"

He looked terrified. And how did he know? Well, at least some of them.

"She knows things that are going to happen. And she can move things with her mind too. It scared me to death the first time it happened...How did you know?"

"Cause Daddy like me." Lily had stopped playing, and toddled over to us. She put her little hand on his knee.

I struggled to find words. "You too? Really?"

He tentatively nodded.

I felt angry. "You didn't think to mention that when we-" I stopped myself. "Lily, hun. We're gonna take you to spend some time with Mr. Singer. Mommy needs some alone time.

I scooped her up and carried her out of the room. I was glad Sam didn't try to follow me. I was mad. How could he leave with no mention of his abilities? How could he not think that was important? He didn't think there was the slightest chance I would get pregnant and have a child like him?

I found Bobby in the kitchen, reading the paper. "Hey, could you keep an eye on Lily for a minute?" I asked him, probably sounding pretty desperate.

"Of course."

I set her down and he took her hand. He looked curious, but had the decency to keep his questions to himself.

I all but bolted out the back door, standing on the porch. I stared out into the night, still fuming. After a few moments, I heard the door open behind me. I turned to see Sam tentatively stepping out to join me. I dared him to talk so I could blow up at him.

*SAM'S POV*

I followed Gen outside. I knew she was mad. I couldn't begin to understand what she'd gone through.

I couldn't believe that Lily was like me. Had no idea that the demon blood that Azazel had bled into my mouth when I was a baby, would be passed on to my own offspring. I felt sick. I would have stayed celibate forever if I had known...I never wanted this for my little girl. To grow up different. Feeling like a freak. And it was presenting itself so early! Why? My abilities hadn't started until yellow-eyes had shown up to turn my life upside down.

"I know you're mad-"

"Damn right I'm mad!" She put her hands on her hips, and I flinched. Classic angry-woman stance. "You didn't think to tell me? Didn't think psychic powers were a big deal? That it might be genetic?" Suddenly her anger turned to something else. An emotion I couldn't place. Tears filled her eyes, and I felt even worse. I could handle anger. But this was terrible. I never wanted to hurt her.

"I was alone." Her voice broke. "I was alone and scared. I couldn't find you." She started sobbing, and I pulled her into my arms. She didn't even resist. I could tell how tired she was. How lonely.

I would never abandon her again. I would rather die than hurt her or Lily.