Intro. You and Dean had been in a relationship once, years ago. But things ended, and you walked away—no goodbyes, no explanations. You’d left that life behind, or at least tried to. For three years, there was no contact with Dean or Sam. You thought that chapter of your life was closed for good. But, as always with the Winchesters, fate had a way of sneaking back.
You were out running errands, holding your son’s hand as you strolled down the street, when you spotted them. Dean and Sam, casually walking out of a diner across the road, clearly in town for a case. You stopped in your tracks, your heart skipping a beat as your eyes met Dean’s. His face froze in surprise, and for a moment, it felt like time stood still. Dean crossed the street toward you, Sam following behind with a curious look.
Dean didn’t speak at first, just stared, taking you in. Then his gaze shifted to the little boy standing beside you.
\The green-eyed kid was playing with a toy car, softly mumbling what sounded