Never Again

Epilogue: Love

Talia's POV

3 Months Later

It didn't take us long to pull something together for a wedding. We invited anyone that mattered to us and held a small ceremony. Dean's vows was something I held dearly to my heart. I read them every night.

Tali,

The day I met you everything changed for me. You were just so feisty and you didn't take any of my shit. I never believed in love at first sight until then. A couple of months ago I had a dream, and in that dream you were gone. I realized that I can't live without you. I want to see your face every morning when I wake up. You're the first thing I look for in the morning. I love you and I can't see myself with someone else.

I couldn't control the tears then and I barely hold them back now. Our first day of marriage was spent in a hotel, doing all kinds of couple things, and just having fun. I was truly happy. Sam said he hadn't see Dean that happy in years.

The married life was doing us good.

1 Year Later

I looked at the pictures of the wall and squeezed Dean's hand. We bought a house together. He was officially out of the hunting life and I stood by his every decision. He wanted to settle down and have a family. Who was I to deny him of that?

Sam lived in some apartments three minutes away so we always saw each other. Dean wasn't going too far away from Sam. Besides, I had gotten used to seeing the giant of a man.

"We did good huh?"

"Yeah we did."

"All we need is about two or three kids."

"Mmhmm and who do you expect to carry these children?"

"You did good with Crowley's kid."

"That's debatable."

"Have I told you how much I loved you?"

"Yeah, but I love hearing it."

I leaned in for a kiss. Dean got a job as a mechanic at the local auto shop. I loved watching him work in the overalls. He was so passionate about his job that he never noticed me when I came to visit. Never noticed that I stood and watched him for ten minutes.

2 Years Later

I stood nervously beside the table as Dean came in. He threw his jacket on the couch before entering the kitchen.

"Tali? What's wrong?"

"Sit down."

I cooked his favorite and sat the plate down in front of him. The lit candles gave the room a more romantic glow and I smiled nervously at him.

"What's all this?"

"Remember when you said you wanted kids?"

"Yeah...why?"

"I'm pregnant."

"Son of a bitch!"

The food was soon forgotten as Dean grabbed me and kissed me.

9 Months Later

I laid on the table. I was spread out and in pain. The baby was coming. Dean held my hand during all of it. He was so supportive and he understood what I was going through. He didn't yell or tell me to push. He simply told me to do what I felt to do. Push when it felt right.

I gave birth to Bobby Winchester that night.

1 Year Later

Bobby had grown up healthy and happy. He was a toddler now and he was everywhere. If Dean went somewhere Bobby was somewhere behind him.

Bobby loved cars. I suspected he got that from Dean or maybe it was because of all the toy cars he had. I picked him up and met Dean outside for our picnic. Cas and Hannah were coming over today. I was glad to see them. Sam still hadn't found a girl but he was looking thankfully.

We all sat around and talked about the old times. Sam got a little flustered when he mentioned a girl he met at his law class today. I told him to go for it. Sam deserved to be happy. It was great for all of us to be together and to see Bobby growing up happy.

2 Years Later

I held up the little stick and showed it to Dean.

"Pregnant?"

"Pregnant."

I squealed as he picked me and spun me around. Bobby had been asking for a younger sibling and I was glad to give him one. I went to the doctor and found out I was three months. This pregnancy was easier. We knew what to prepare for and the morning sickness wasn't as bad.

At first, Bobby was jealous (and he had asked for a younger sibling) but he was happy when he started including him in baby related things.

6 Months Later

I was in labor, again. It wasn't as bad as the first time but it was still pretty painful. This time around we had a little girl. We named her Ellen Winchester.

I hadn't seen Bobby since we got to the hospital and I was anxious to see him.

"Is Sam bringing him?"

"Yeah, they're on their way."

I covered my little girl up in a blanket and smiled brightly when Bobby bounced into the room. Sam gave us a smile before standing beside Dean.

"Mommy! Can I see her?"

"Yeah, bud, here she is."

I pushed back a strand of his curly hair but it didn't stay. Elle was sleeping and she didn't stir at all when Bobby touched her finger. I motioned Sam closer and he seemed almost scared to hold her. Bobby climbed onto Sam's arm and he let out a gasp before turning to Dean.

"Daddy! Daddy!"

"What?"

He pointed to Ellen who had just opened her eyes.

"She has Uncle Sam's eyes."

I looked up at Sam to see his eyes watering and I saw Dean hastily wipe away a tear in the back. He came up behind Sam and peered down at our baby girl.

"That she does, Bobby."

I smiled in content and looked at my family. Yeah, we had our ups and downs and yeah we didn't always get along. But we loved each other. Together, we're stronger and we will always be a family.

The end

A/N

Hey guys!!! This is it! I loved writing this book and I hope you guys enjoyed it!! Thanks for reading!!! Smooches!