Wow I can't believe 2015 is coming to a close. Here's hoping that 2016 is even better.

I toyed with many different way of ending this story. In truth I wrote at least three different endings before I got to this one. I thank you all again for reading, reviewing, following, and favorites. Keep an eye out for me in the next year I have a few more stories bouncing around in my head.

So I'm not calling this an Epilogue just and ending to this story. I will let you know that between the last chapter and this one a year has passed. I hope you enjoy this as much as I do.

"Are you sure Bug? I could come over we could talk or watch some TV."

Noelle fought back the urge to groan. "I'm sure Dorothy. I'll be going to bed soon anyway. Good night." Noelle hung up before the woman could say anything else. She knew Dorothy meant well, and was worried about her. But there was truly nothing to worry about. She just really didn't want to be around anyone today.

Noelle was now sitting in front of the fire, it casting the only light for her to see by. She had turned off the tree lights hours ago. Glancing at the clock Noelle let out a sigh. It was after ten, no real reason to stay up. Standing she walked over and checked to make sure the door was locked. Grabbing a blanket off the back of the other couch, Noelle stretched out on the one facing the fire. In two hours Christmas would be over.

She had just drifted off when she was startled awake by a loud pounding. Sitting up she looked around, the clock now said eleven. Thinking she had just imagined it, Noelle started to lay back down. More pounding had her standing and spinning toward the window. Her heart skipped when she saw the familiar shiny black car in her driveway.

Rushing to the door, she unlocked it and froze. Dean stood before her with Sam slightly leaning on him.

"He's fine honest." Dean said quickly. "Just a little woozy that's all."

"What happened?" Noelle took in Dean's split lip and bruised eye. Sam had a bruise on his jaw, a small cut on his forehead.

"Can we talk after I get him horizontal?" Dean asked, shifting slightly, causing Sam to groan. "He's not light."

Noelle moved out of the way. "Couch or bed?"

"I want him comfortable, so bed." Noelle was surprised how easily Dean got Sam up the stairs and into the bed. She followed, and helped as Dean started undressing Sam. "Okay so you will see a few bruises. He has nothing broken, I already checked. The reason he's woozy, is because he was knocked upside the head twice."

"Twice." Noelle gasped, as she helped Dean remove Sam's shirts. Her eyes filled with tears at the sight of Sam's back. "Oh baby." She lightly kissed his check trying not to touch the bruised jaw. Once he was under the covers and sleeping, Noelle turned to Dean. "What about you?"

"What about me?"

Noelle pointed to his face. "I can see a pretty bad bruise and split lip, what else?"

"I'm fine." Noelle eyes narrowed as she crossed her arms. "Really."

"You don't think I saw you grimace and touch your side? I can also see blood on your jeans, and Sam's not bleeding."

"You won't drop this will you?"

"I didn't when you were unconscious and Sam was bleeding." Noelle smiled. "And at that time he was just an extremely sexy guy."

Dean rolled his eyes but smiled. "Fine, I might have a small scratch on my leg and side, but I can take care of them."

"So can I." Noelle took Dean's hand and pulled him downstairs to his room. Dean stopped in the doorway making her spin around. "What's wrong?"

"There's only one bed, a bigger bed."

"There was two twins in here before." Noelle said turning on the light. "So I moved them out and got a queen, I was going to get a king but then the dresser and TV wouldn't have fit."

"Noelle, you really didn't have to do all this."

"I know I didn't have to." Noelle smiled. "I wanted to. You didn't notice but I got me a bigger bed. Now strip."

Dean laughed. "First my little brother, now me. I'm starting to think the people around here don't know the real you."

"Hey, I just want you to strip." Noelle smiled wickedly. "I was always trying to get your little brother in bed."

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The sun shining through the curtain slowly brought Sam out of his sleep. That and the pounding of his head. Groaning he rolled onto his back covering his face with his arm. As he tried to force himself back to sleep a thought came to him. This is a big motel bed, and soft, and smells like. Sitting up way to fast, Sam groaned again holding his head, but forced his eyes open. The sight matched the smell. Noelle's room. Dean had promised him they would make it no matter what, and they did. Collapsing back on the bed Sam closed his eyes and let out a sigh.

"Good afternoon."

Smiling, Sam opened his eyes and looked at what could only be classified as a true vision. Noelle stood at the foot of the bed smiling brightly at him.

"What time is it?" Even whispering, the words pounded through his head.

"After one." Noelle moved to the side of the bed and sat down, careful not to move the bed too much. "I take it your head still hurts."

Sam nodded, holding out his hand. Noelle took it. "But it's getting better by the second, or should I say the sight."

"How's your back?"

"Since I feel like I'm lying on a cloud, just fine. New bed?" Sam smiled. "And bigger."

"I got Dean a new bed too. He's downstairs. I patched him up."

"You're good at that."

Noelle studied Sam's face for a moment, before saying. "So was this a house, or wolf, or perhaps something else."

"We'll go with something else." Sam answered, not looking at her.

"You're not going to tell me what happened are you?"

Sam pushed himself up to a sitting position. His head spun but he ignored it. "Please Noelle don't. Can't we just focus on I'm here now."

Noelle turned her back to Sam. "It's been almost seven months."

"I know." Sam's mind replayed the past seven months. Between monsters, demons, angels, and everything else that had decided it was Winchester hunting season, Sam was surprised they were even still breathing. "I'm sorry I missed Christmas."

Noelle turned enough that Sam could see a small smile. "Technically you didn't miss Christmas. You were right there at 11:30p.m. Still counts as Christmas." Standing Noelle paced back and forth a few times. "I know you and Dean are keeping from me what you two do. I'm not going to lie it tears me apart not knowing. Even more so when I can't get ahold of you."

"You tried to call?"

Noelle nodded. "Something happened Sam. I never meant for it to. Defiantly didn't plan on it, but it did and there's no going back now."

"You've found someone."

Noelle stopped and faced Sam. "I have." The way his face fell just about killed her. Climbing on the bed she took his face in his hands. "I didn't mean to, it just kind of happened. I tried to call you but you never answered. But I knew you would be here at Christmas."

"We'll leave." Sam threw the covers off and tried to stand. His head spun and if not for Noelle he would have tumbled to the ground.

"Would you be still?" Noelle tried to force Sam to lay back down but he stayed sitting up. Finally giving up she put her arms around his neck and kissed the back of his head. "Will you let me finish?"

"What's to finish. I told you this is what I wanted for you. Being with me isn't safe for you. I should never have come back." Sam again pushed himself to his feet, this time he swayed only slightly. "I told Dean it was better for you, for me to stay far away."

"Sam you don't understand." Noelle watched as Sam dressed.

"What's to understand?" Sam's hand's shook as he tried to button his shirt. Growling he gave up and searched for his shoes.

"It was nice being able to give Dean a Birthday party." Noelle moved, to sit at the foot of the bed. "My Birthday was even nicer, even without Dean here, or maybe because he wasn't here." Sam turned his back to her, shoving his feet into his shoes. "I didn't call you for two months. Sure I wanted to, wanted to hear your voice, but I also didn't want to be one of those girlfriends. You know the ones that are constantly calling and nagging, when are you coming home." Sam was now fully dressed and was moving toward the door. "Stop for just one minute please. Let me say what I need to and then you can leave."

Sam stopped but didn't turn around. Noelle took it.

"After two months I gave in and called. Nothing was really wrong. Just wanted to hear your voice." Noelle stood and took a step toward Sam. "No answer, no call back. But then I really needed to talk to you. For three weeks I called. I left you messages, told you everything about the new person in my life."

Sam's shoulders sagged and he reached for the door.

"I'm not finished. You owe me this much Sam Winchester." Sam stopped again. "I knew this was going to be hard, but I never dreamed it would be this hard. I missed you every second of every day. I talked about you to anyone that would listen, especially…"

"Stop." Sam's voice cracked slightly. "I'm sorry Noelle. I'm sorry for so many things in my life. I just hope you're happy." Sam pulled the door open and froze. Dean stood in the doorway holding something in his arms.

"Would you just tell him already?" Dean stepped into the room. "Or are you trying to cause him nine months of agony all in an hour."

"It wasn't a full nine months." Noelle said as she walked over and took the bundle from Dean. "She was early. Besides he doesn't want to listen, he just wants to leave. So he can just leave."

"What? Who?" Sam looked at Dean than Noelle than the bundle. "What?"

"For a college boy, you're having a lot of trouble talking there Sammy. Step over here and meet my beautiful niece."

Dean pulled the blanket back slightly and Sam saw a small face. Stepping closer Sam looked down at the most beautiful baby he'd ever seen.

"Mary this is your Daddy, don't worry he'll talk more once the shock wears off." Noelle said.

"Mary?" Sam whispered.

Noelle smiled. "I just found out last night that our mothers had the same first name. Now their granddaughter has the name. Mary Samantha Winchester." The smile slowly forming on Sam's face was breath taking. Stepping closer Noelle held out their daughter. "You want to hold her?"

This had Sam stepping back. "I never…wouldn't…" Noelle smiled as she gently placed the baby into Sam's arms. "She's so tiny."

"No you are so huge." Dean said putting an arm around Noelle.

"So Sam this is the new person in my life." Noelle said looking at him then Dean. "And because of her, there are going to have to be a few new rules around here."

"I'm not sure Sammy is listening right now." Dean said looking at his brother. "He's in a new world."

"Fine we'll talk later, I've got a few things to take care of downstairs. You watch them, he's still a little woozy." Noelle said.

"Will do." Dean waited until he heard Noelle reach the bottom of the stairs. He then closed the door and faced his little brother. Sam had sat down on the foot of the bed the precious bundle held close to him. "Sammy."

Sam looked up at his brother a tear sliding down his cheek. "Dean."

Walking over Dean sat down next to his brother. When he looked down at Mary she was looking right at him. "You did good little brother."

Sam laughed. "I didn't do anything. Hell I wasn't even in the state."

"You were at one time." Dean reached out and Mary took ahold of his finger. A tear escaped Dean's eye. "We're going to have to tell Noelle everything."

Sam shook his head holding Mary close. Dean's heart broke.

"You know it's for the best. You were talking about doing it anyway. Now it's even more important that she knows." Dean looked around the house. "We'll have to fortify the place."

"Promise me something Dean."

"Anything Sammy."

Sam looked down at his daughter. "Promise me she will never have to go through what we have."

"With all my heart, I promise."

Sam nodded, as he lifted his daughter and placed a gentle kiss to her forehead.