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i’m bored and want new music to listen to so send me your favourite song and i’ll have a listen and tell you what i think :)

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SUPERNATURAL 13.06 — Tombstone

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i feel like some of yall forgot that dean literally HATED jack when he was first introduced in the show. like that's not deans son, he's sam's. jacks dad's are sam and cas and dean is his bitchy uncle

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9/24/14

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happy sam head trauma thursday uwu<3

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wanted it too badly award

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CLARK KENT + being media savvy and totally cool

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You requested ideas for drabbles, here I am blondie girl !!

I need more of your juno x dad!sam please😭 can you do one where we wake up in bed next to Sam, and Juno join us, just something comforting/extra sweet 🤭

Hope everything’s alright with you blondie<3

aah tysm for this request lovely i’ve missed the juno verse SO much you have no idea, if anyone else has juno requests pls send them in !! been a while since i’ve written so i might be pretty rusty but i hope you like this lovely <3 | juno verse, 1.1k words, singledad!sam x fem!reader, kid fic, fluff, requests only open for juno verse

Rolling over to see that the clock on his nightstand read 8:42 was a miracle with a toddler under his roof. He’d gotten used to the early wake up calls years ago — Sam had always been a morning person, but admittedly he did miss the quiet mornings without children’s television ringing in his ears as he sipped his first coffee of the day. He was at least glad that, for the most part, Juno was past waking up in the middle of the night. Sometimes it still happened, she had a pink flashlight on her dresser for the purpose of searching for monsters under her bed or in her closet when she had nightmares, but she was a pretty good sleeper most of the time. She just typically liked to rise with the sun.

Though she’d gotten to bed late last night because she’d taken advantage of his girlfriend’s kindness and had gotten three bedtime stories out of her, contrast to his usual one.

Said girlfriend was curled up beside him, covers bunched around her waist, his shirt he’d had on yesterday slipping off of her shoulder as she shifted to get more comfortable.

After Jess he’d sworn it wouldn’t happen again. That part of his life was over, he’d decided, now he had Juno to live for he couldn’t get distracted by something like that happening again. But she’d slipped through the cracks anyways, right down through the slots of his ribs into his heart, and now she was in his bed most nights of the week and he was happy. More importantly Juno was happy too.

“You’re staring,” her voice was a little muffled by the pillow as she cracked an eye open to look up at him and he did his best not to snort in amusement. “Take a picture.”

“Pretty sure I’m allowed to stare,” he reached up to gently brush some of her hair away from her face before he leaned down and kissed her cheek, skin warm from sleep. “You sleep okay honey?”

“Mhm, I’ve told you your beds more comfy than mine.”

His hand moved under the covers to curl around her waist and bring her closer, head dipped down to kiss her forehead. “Next time I’m at yours I’ll flip your mattress if you want,” he spoke softly, fingers slid beneath her shirt to stroke along the dip of her spine. “It’s probably just that.”

She lifted her head to kiss him but, half asleep, she caught the corner of his mouth instead. “It’s so sexy when you talk about stuff like that.”

Her teasing giggles were cut off after he rolled his eyes and pressed an actual kiss to her lips, the heel of his palm rubbing into the dip of her back. His mouth was slow and gentle against hers, and it was those kinds of kisses he liked the most. No rush, just tenderness.

A door opened down the hallway, a floorboard creaked, and he parted the kiss with a sigh as his forehead pressed to hers. “Brace yourself.” He murmured.

His bedroom door — which he always kept at least cracked open, a hoodie hung over the top of the door so it didn’t shut on accident — pushed open and the light from the hallway flooded into the bedroom, darkened by the curtains. He sat up enough to watch as Juno stumbled into the room, princess dress that she’d insisted on wearing to bed the night before (he believed she was just trying to impress their guest) catching under her feet as she moved over to the bed. He tried not to cringe when she almost tripped.

“Hey Junebug,” he slept closest to the door so it was him she reached first, climbing up onto the edge of the mattress and diving for his chest. “Morning baby.”

Her cheek was squished against his shirt as she fidgeted until she got comfortable, the material of her skirt scratchy against his arms as he moved to hold her so she didn’t fall off of the bed with all her wriggling. His baby was more energetic than should be possible during the day but she could be pretty grumpy when she was tired.

“You gonna talk to me this morning?” His hand combed through her mess of hair as he spoke, and when she shook her head he watched as his girlfriend laughed at his side, also sitting up to watch the display his daughter was putting on.

“What about me?” She tried, a hand reaching out to gently rub Juno’s arm with a gentle palm. “You’ve been sleeping for ages, Junie, I missed you.”

Juno tipped her head to look up at her and smiled. “Hi.”

“Traitor.” Sam scoffed, still trying to subtly comb some knots out of her hair with his fingers, though even with her clear favouritism he was smiling. If Juno hadn’t liked her then this wouldn’t even be a thing, his daughter came first always, he couldn’t be with somebody who didn’t also think she was important. But she cared for Juno almost as much as he did; picking her up from preschool when he didn’t have the time, cooking her dinners, reading her extra bedtime stories. Sam felt pretty fucking lucky.

Juno fidgeted again, before sitting up and scowling.

“Hey,” Sam lifted a hand to rub his thumb against the wrinkles that had formed between her eyes. “Keep frowning and your face is gonna get stuck like that.” Dean used to tell him the same when he was a kid.

She was already scrambling off of his lap and off the bed as she complained, “I forgot Bear.”

Her feet padded against the floor as she ran out of the room and Sam cringed when she almost tripped again. “She’s gonna fall sometime wearing that.”

A warm hand was on his arm and lips against his cheek. “I tried telling her that last night, she wasn’t having any of it.” Sam watched with a warm smile as she giggled before turning to watch as Juno ran back in, her pink Bear hugged to her chest.

She had much more enthusiasm as she jumped onto the mattress this time, clambering into his lap with much more urgency. “Daddy.”

“Talking to me now?” His hand lifted to rub her back.

“I’m hungry.”

He did his best not to laugh at her bluntness. “Uh-huh,” he pinched her waist to earn a giggle. “Is there a nicer way you can put that.”

“Breakfast,” she paused and he raised his eyebrows until she thought about it and added, “please.”

The pretty girl beside him had started laughing again and in that moment he couldn’t imagine why he’d ever tried to shut himself away from this again. “Alright, c’mon, don’t want you to get hangry do we?”

“No, daddy.”

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For the Juno verse what about a fic where reader meets Dean?

hi love tysm for the request i hope you like it !! <33 | juno verse, 1k words, technically single dad!sam x fem!reader though this is all focused on dean, fluff, kid fic, requests only open for juno verse

She was reading the back of a jar of bolognese sauce when she felt little hands wrapped around her leg.

She was still in her work uniform, bones aching with the strain of her shift, she’d been planning on just getting her week’s shopping done before going home and, probably, falling asleep on the couch. She hadn’t been planning on any detours of her evening, and she certainly hadn’t been planning for there to be a toddler wrapped around her leg.

There was a shout of her name, cheerful giggly, and her eyes widened when she realised it was Juno attached to her.

“Junie? Hey,” she quickly put the jar down and crouched in front of the little girl, who was all too happy to wrap her arms around het neck and squeeze the life out of her. The babbling in her ear went ignored for a moment as she glanced down either side of the aisle. No Sam. Oh no. “Hey, honey, I’m happy to see you too. Where’s your daddy, hm?”

Juno’s fingers were toying with her shirt collar as she told her, “not here.”

A huff of air left her nose as she glanced up down the aisle again, as if Sam was going to magically appear out of thin air. He didn’t. “I can see that. C’mon, Junie, I don’t think you’re big enough to be doing daddy’s shopping all on your own, huh?”

Jar of sauce forgotten, she tucked an arm underneath the little girl’s thighs and hoisted her up until she could sit comfortably on her hip. Sam had to be here if Juno was, the problem was just finding him.

As she started walking out of the aisle to look for him, she realised it was the first time she’d seen Juno without Sam. Between seeing them at the café and the few dates she’d been on with Sam — dates she’d really loved and really wanted to do again, mind you — the little girl had always been accompanied by her daddy when she’d seen her.

“Did you have school today, princess?” She asked as she walked down the next aisle, trying to keep the little girl occupied and happy. The last thing she wanted to do was hand her off to Sam crying.

“Pre-school,” she was informed all chirpy. “I drawed daddy a picture.”

“I bet it was very pretty, Junie.”

“It was a dinosaur, it was scary. Daddy said he would put it in the fridge.”

Her lips quirked up in amusement even through the worry she felt when she continued to not see Sam. “Do you mean on the fridge, hon—“

“Hey, miss?” She turned when a voice behind her called and was left looking at a considerably out of breath man, someone she didn’t recognise. His eyes locked on the girl in her arms and he sighed. “Can I have that back? Her dad’s gonna be pissed if I lose her.”

She frowned, looking him over. Leather jacket, ripped jeans, this guy definitely didn’t look like a child minder — did Sam even have a child minder? — and it looked far too sketchy. She wasn’t stupid, she knew how easy it was for kids to get taken. “Who are you?”

His expression scrunched. “Excuse me? Who are you? She’s not your kid, that’s my niece.”

She glanced to Juno who had started wriggling in her grip. “Do you know who this is, honey.”

“Uncle Dean.” She informed her, squirming again, and the fact that she did know this man had her sagging in relief as she moved to put her down.

“Oh I’m so sorry, I’m sorry,” she was quick to apologise, feeling all flustered. Being rude to Sam’s brother was really not the way to win him over. “I just, I know her dad and I know you aren’t him and she was on her own, I’m just sorry.”

“You know Sam?” The man, Dean, blinked at her, before his eyes shifted down to her uniform and realisation dawned on his face. “Oh, shit, you’re the waitress?”

Her face suddenly felt very warm. “Yeah. He, uh, talks about me?”

Juno chimed in before Dean could with a toothy grin. “Daddy says you’re pretty.” Her face only got hotter.

“Hey, tattletale,” Dean crouched in front of her, forearms rested on his knees. “What did daddy say about running off, huh? You’re gonna get me in trouble, squirt, what’s he gonna think if I go back home without you? Do you wanna spend the night in the supermarket?”

Juno rocked on her feet with a frown. “I just wanted t’say hi.”

“It’s real unfair that you inherited your dad’s puppy dog eyes, kid,” he sighed and scooped her up, tickling her sides until she giggled once she was swung against his hip, eyes shifting back to meet the woman still stood in front of them. “Sorry about that. She’s an escape artist. Can we give you a ride home or something?”

She could see how this man was Sam’s brother, he certainly had his kindness. “Oh, that’s okay I’ve still got a few errands to run after this, but thank you.” She smiled.

“No problem,” he waved her off. “Sam talks pretty highly of you. Don’t tell him I told you so ‘cause he’ll be pissed.”

She laughed and nodded. “Sure thing. Secrets safe with me,” she then turned to Juno then and smiled all sweetly. “I’ve gotta go, princess, but tell daddy I said hi okay?”

Juno nodded enthusiastically. “And you’ll come over again soon?”

Her heart just about melted. “I will, I promise. You behave, okay?”

Juno nodded again, and Dean smiled at her. “You get home safe.” He told her, and as he turned to walk down the aisle she could hear him telling Juno that she had to stop making him look like a kidnapper.

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#clarknisms

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oh my fucking god.

GOING TO SEE SUPERMAN THIS MORNING IM EXCITED !!!

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For the Juno verse what about a fic where reader meets Dean?

hi love tysm for the request i hope you like it !! <33 | juno verse, 1k words, technically single dad!sam x fem!reader though this is all focused on dean, fluff, kid fic, requests only open for juno verse

She was reading the back of a jar of bolognese sauce when she felt little hands wrapped around her leg.

She was still in her work uniform, bones aching with the strain of her shift, she’d been planning on just getting her week’s shopping done before going home and, probably, falling asleep on the couch. She hadn’t been planning on any detours of her evening, and she certainly hadn’t been planning for there to be a toddler wrapped around her leg.

There was a shout of her name, cheerful giggly, and her eyes widened when she realised it was Juno attached to her.

“Junie? Hey,” she quickly put the jar down and crouched in front of the little girl, who was all too happy to wrap her arms around het neck and squeeze the life out of her. The babbling in her ear went ignored for a moment as she glanced down either side of the aisle. No Sam. Oh no. “Hey, honey, I’m happy to see you too. Where’s your daddy, hm?”

Juno’s fingers were toying with her shirt collar as she told her, “not here.”

A huff of air left her nose as she glanced up down the aisle again, as if Sam was going to magically appear out of thin air. He didn’t. “I can see that. C’mon, Junie, I don’t think you’re big enough to be doing daddy’s shopping all on your own, huh?”

Jar of sauce forgotten, she tucked an arm underneath the little girl’s thighs and hoisted her up until she could sit comfortably on her hip. Sam had to be here if Juno was, the problem was just finding him.

As she started walking out of the aisle to look for him, she realised it was the first time she’d seen Juno without Sam. Between seeing them at the café and the few dates she’d been on with Sam — dates she’d really loved and really wanted to do again, mind you — the little girl had always been accompanied by her daddy when she’d seen her.

“Did you have school today, princess?” She asked as she walked down the next aisle, trying to keep the little girl occupied and happy. The last thing she wanted to do was hand her off to Sam crying.

“Pre-school,” she was informed all chirpy. “I drawed daddy a picture.”

“I bet it was very pretty, Junie.”

“It was a dinosaur, it was scary. Daddy said he would put it in the fridge.”

Her lips quirked up in amusement even through the worry she felt when she continued to not see Sam. “Do you mean on the fridge, hon—“

“Hey, miss?” She turned when a voice behind her called and was left looking at a considerably out of breath man, someone she didn’t recognise. His eyes locked on the girl in her arms and he sighed. “Can I have that back? Her dad’s gonna be pissed if I lose her.”

She frowned, looking him over. Leather jacket, ripped jeans, this guy definitely didn’t look like a child minder — did Sam even have a child minder? — and it looked far too sketchy. She wasn’t stupid, she knew how easy it was for kids to get taken. “Who are you?”

His expression scrunched. “Excuse me? Who are you? She’s not your kid, that’s my niece.”

She glanced to Juno who had started wriggling in her grip. “Do you know who this is, honey.”

“Uncle Dean.” She informed her, squirming again, and the fact that she did know this man had her sagging in relief as she moved to put her down.

“Oh I’m so sorry, I’m sorry,” she was quick to apologise, feeling all flustered. Being rude to Sam’s brother was really not the way to win him over. “I just, I know her dad and I know you aren’t him and she was on her own, I’m just sorry.”

“You know Sam?” The man, Dean, blinked at her, before his eyes shifted down to her uniform and realisation dawned on his face. “Oh, shit, you’re the waitress?”

Her face suddenly felt very warm. “Yeah. He, uh, talks about me?”

Juno chimed in before Dean could with a toothy grin. “Daddy says you’re pretty.” Her face only got hotter.

“Hey, tattletale,” Dean crouched in front of her, forearms rested on his knees. “What did daddy say about running off, huh? You’re gonna get me in trouble, squirt, what’s he gonna think if I go back home without you? Do you wanna spend the night in the supermarket?”

Juno rocked on her feet with a frown. “I just wanted t’say hi.”

“It’s real unfair that you inherited your dad’s puppy dog eyes, kid,” he sighed and scooped her up, tickling her sides until she giggled once she was swung against his hip, eyes shifting back to meet the woman still stood in front of them. “Sorry about that. She’s an escape artist. Can we give you a ride home or something?”

She could see how this man was Sam’s brother, he certainly had his kindness. “Oh, that’s okay I’ve still got a few errands to run after this, but thank you.” She smiled.

“No problem,” he waved her off. “Sam talks pretty highly of you. Don’t tell him I told you so ‘cause he’ll be pissed.”

She laughed and nodded. “Sure thing. Secrets safe with me,” she then turned to Juno then and smiled all sweetly. “I’ve gotta go, princess, but tell daddy I said hi okay?”

Juno nodded enthusiastically. “And you’ll come over again soon?”

Her heart just about melted. “I will, I promise. You behave, okay?”

Juno nodded again, and Dean smiled at her. “You get home safe.” He told her, and as he turned to walk down the aisle she could hear him telling Juno that she had to stop making him look like a kidnapper.

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You requested ideas for drabbles, here I am blondie girl !!

I need more of your juno x dad!sam please😭 can you do one where we wake up in bed next to Sam, and Juno join us, just something comforting/extra sweet 🤭

Hope everything’s alright with you blondie<3

aah tysm for this request lovely i’ve missed the juno verse SO much you have no idea, if anyone else has juno requests pls send them in !! been a while since i’ve written so i might be pretty rusty but i hope you like this lovely <3 | juno verse, 1.1k words, singledad!sam x fem!reader, kid fic, fluff, requests only open for juno verse

Rolling over to see that the clock on his nightstand read 8:42 was a miracle with a toddler under his roof. He’d gotten used to the early wake up calls years ago — Sam had always been a morning person, but admittedly he did miss the quiet mornings without children’s television ringing in his ears as he sipped his first coffee of the day. He was at least glad that, for the most part, Juno was past waking up in the middle of the night. Sometimes it still happened, she had a pink flashlight on her dresser for the purpose of searching for monsters under her bed or in her closet when she had nightmares, but she was a pretty good sleeper most of the time. She just typically liked to rise with the sun.

Though she’d gotten to bed late last night because she’d taken advantage of his girlfriend’s kindness and had gotten three bedtime stories out of her, contrast to his usual one.

Said girlfriend was curled up beside him, covers bunched around her waist, his shirt he’d had on yesterday slipping off of her shoulder as she shifted to get more comfortable.

After Jess he’d sworn it wouldn’t happen again. That part of his life was over, he’d decided, now he had Juno to live for he couldn’t get distracted by something like that happening again. But she’d slipped through the cracks anyways, right down through the slots of his ribs into his heart, and now she was in his bed most nights of the week and he was happy. More importantly Juno was happy too.

“You’re staring,” her voice was a little muffled by the pillow as she cracked an eye open to look up at him and he did his best not to snort in amusement. “Take a picture.”

“Pretty sure I’m allowed to stare,” he reached up to gently brush some of her hair away from her face before he leaned down and kissed her cheek, skin warm from sleep. “You sleep okay honey?”

“Mhm, I’ve told you your beds more comfy than mine.”

His hand moved under the covers to curl around her waist and bring her closer, head dipped down to kiss her forehead. “Next time I’m at yours I’ll flip your mattress if you want,” he spoke softly, fingers slid beneath her shirt to stroke along the dip of her spine. “It’s probably just that.”

She lifted her head to kiss him but, half asleep, she caught the corner of his mouth instead. “It’s so sexy when you talk about stuff like that.”

Her teasing giggles were cut off after he rolled his eyes and pressed an actual kiss to her lips, the heel of his palm rubbing into the dip of her back. His mouth was slow and gentle against hers, and it was those kinds of kisses he liked the most. No rush, just tenderness.

A door opened down the hallway, a floorboard creaked, and he parted the kiss with a sigh as his forehead pressed to hers. “Brace yourself.” He murmured.

His bedroom door — which he always kept at least cracked open, a hoodie hung over the top of the door so it didn’t shut on accident — pushed open and the light from the hallway flooded into the bedroom, darkened by the curtains. He sat up enough to watch as Juno stumbled into the room, princess dress that she’d insisted on wearing to bed the night before (he believed she was just trying to impress their guest) catching under her feet as she moved over to the bed. He tried not to cringe when she almost tripped.

“Hey Junebug,” he slept closest to the door so it was him she reached first, climbing up onto the edge of the mattress and diving for his chest. “Morning baby.”

Her cheek was squished against his shirt as she fidgeted until she got comfortable, the material of her skirt scratchy against his arms as he moved to hold her so she didn’t fall off of the bed with all her wriggling. His baby was more energetic than should be possible during the day but she could be pretty grumpy when she was tired.

“You gonna talk to me this morning?” His hand combed through her mess of hair as he spoke, and when she shook her head he watched as his girlfriend laughed at his side, also sitting up to watch the display his daughter was putting on.

“What about me?” She tried, a hand reaching out to gently rub Juno’s arm with a gentle palm. “You’ve been sleeping for ages, Junie, I missed you.”

Juno tipped her head to look up at her and smiled. “Hi.”

“Traitor.” Sam scoffed, still trying to subtly comb some knots out of her hair with his fingers, though even with her clear favouritism he was smiling. If Juno hadn’t liked her then this wouldn’t even be a thing, his daughter came first always, he couldn’t be with somebody who didn’t also think she was important. But she cared for Juno almost as much as he did; picking her up from preschool when he didn’t have the time, cooking her dinners, reading her extra bedtime stories. Sam felt pretty fucking lucky.

Juno fidgeted again, before sitting up and scowling.

“Hey,” Sam lifted a hand to rub his thumb against the wrinkles that had formed between her eyes. “Keep frowning and your face is gonna get stuck like that.” Dean used to tell him the same when he was a kid.

She was already scrambling off of his lap and off the bed as she complained, “I forgot Bear.”

Her feet padded against the floor as she ran out of the room and Sam cringed when she almost tripped again. “She’s gonna fall sometime wearing that.”

A warm hand was on his arm and lips against his cheek. “I tried telling her that last night, she wasn’t having any of it.” Sam watched with a warm smile as she giggled before turning to watch as Juno ran back in, her pink Bear hugged to her chest.

She had much more enthusiasm as she jumped onto the mattress this time, clambering into his lap with much more urgency. “Daddy.”

“Talking to me now?” His hand lifted to rub her back.

“I’m hungry.”

He did his best not to laugh at her bluntness. “Uh-huh,” he pinched her waist to earn a giggle. “Is there a nicer way you can put that.”

“Breakfast,” she paused and he raised his eyebrows until she thought about it and added, “please.”

The pretty girl beside him had started laughing again and in that moment he couldn’t imagine why he’d ever tried to shut himself away from this again. “Alright, c’mon, don’t want you to get hangry do we?”

“No, daddy.”

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GOING TO SEE SUPERMAN THIS MORNING IM EXCITED !!!

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₊˚⊹♡ juno verse masterlist

fics from my single dad sam x reader series can be found here, you can find my main masterlist here for all of my other fics.

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• playing dress up | fem!reader, 1.5k words, sfw, fluff

• braids | fem!reader, 1.2k words, sfw, fluff

• mornings | fem!reader, 1.1k words, sfw, fluff

• reader meets dean | fem!reader, 1k words, sfw, fluff

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For the Juno verse what about a fic where reader meets Dean?

hi love tysm for the request i hope you like it !! <33 | juno verse, 1k words, technically single dad!sam x fem!reader though this is all focused on dean, fluff, kid fic, requests only open for juno verse

She was reading the back of a jar of bolognese sauce when she felt little hands wrapped around her leg.

She was still in her work uniform, bones aching with the strain of her shift, she’d been planning on just getting her week’s shopping done before going home and, probably, falling asleep on the couch. She hadn’t been planning on any detours of her evening, and she certainly hadn’t been planning for there to be a toddler wrapped around her leg.

There was a shout of her name, cheerful giggly, and her eyes widened when she realised it was Juno attached to her.

“Junie? Hey,” she quickly put the jar down and crouched in front of the little girl, who was all too happy to wrap her arms around het neck and squeeze the life out of her. The babbling in her ear went ignored for a moment as she glanced down either side of the aisle. No Sam. Oh no. “Hey, honey, I’m happy to see you too. Where’s your daddy, hm?”

Juno’s fingers were toying with her shirt collar as she told her, “not here.”

A huff of air left her nose as she glanced up down the aisle again, as if Sam was going to magically appear out of thin air. He didn’t. “I can see that. C’mon, Junie, I don’t think you’re big enough to be doing daddy’s shopping all on your own, huh?”

Jar of sauce forgotten, she tucked an arm underneath the little girl’s thighs and hoisted her up until she could sit comfortably on her hip. Sam had to be here if Juno was, the problem was just finding him.

As she started walking out of the aisle to look for him, she realised it was the first time she’d seen Juno without Sam. Between seeing them at the café and the few dates she’d been on with Sam — dates she’d really loved and really wanted to do again, mind you — the little girl had always been accompanied by her daddy when she’d seen her.

“Did you have school today, princess?” She asked as she walked down the next aisle, trying to keep the little girl occupied and happy. The last thing she wanted to do was hand her off to Sam crying.

“Pre-school,” she was informed all chirpy. “I drawed daddy a picture.”

“I bet it was very pretty, Junie.”

“It was a dinosaur, it was scary. Daddy said he would put it in the fridge.”

Her lips quirked up in amusement even through the worry she felt when she continued to not see Sam. “Do you mean on the fridge, hon—“

“Hey, miss?” She turned when a voice behind her called and was left looking at a considerably out of breath man, someone she didn’t recognise. His eyes locked on the girl in her arms and he sighed. “Can I have that back? Her dad’s gonna be pissed if I lose her.”

She frowned, looking him over. Leather jacket, ripped jeans, this guy definitely didn’t look like a child minder — did Sam even have a child minder? — and it looked far too sketchy. She wasn’t stupid, she knew how easy it was for kids to get taken. “Who are you?”

His expression scrunched. “Excuse me? Who are you? She’s not your kid, that’s my niece.”

She glanced to Juno who had started wriggling in her grip. “Do you know who this is, honey.”

“Uncle Dean.” She informed her, squirming again, and the fact that she did know this man had her sagging in relief as she moved to put her down.

“Oh I’m so sorry, I’m sorry,” she was quick to apologise, feeling all flustered. Being rude to Sam’s brother was really not the way to win him over. “I just, I know her dad and I know you aren’t him and she was on her own, I’m just sorry.”

“You know Sam?” The man, Dean, blinked at her, before his eyes shifted down to her uniform and realisation dawned on his face. “Oh, shit, you’re the waitress?”

Her face suddenly felt very warm. “Yeah. He, uh, talks about me?”

Juno chimed in before Dean could with a toothy grin. “Daddy says you’re pretty.” Her face only got hotter.

“Hey, tattletale,” Dean crouched in front of her, forearms rested on his knees. “What did daddy say about running off, huh? You’re gonna get me in trouble, squirt, what’s he gonna think if I go back home without you? Do you wanna spend the night in the supermarket?”

Juno rocked on her feet with a frown. “I just wanted t’say hi.”

“It’s real unfair that you inherited your dad’s puppy dog eyes, kid,” he sighed and scooped her up, tickling her sides until she giggled once she was swung against his hip, eyes shifting back to meet the woman still stood in front of them. “Sorry about that. She’s an escape artist. Can we give you a ride home or something?”

She could see how this man was Sam’s brother, he certainly had his kindness. “Oh, that’s okay I’ve still got a few errands to run after this, but thank you.” She smiled.

“No problem,” he waved her off. “Sam talks pretty highly of you. Don’t tell him I told you so ‘cause he’ll be pissed.”

She laughed and nodded. “Sure thing. Secrets safe with me,” she then turned to Juno then and smiled all sweetly. “I’ve gotta go, princess, but tell daddy I said hi okay?”

Juno nodded enthusiastically. “And you’ll come over again soon?”

Her heart just about melted. “I will, I promise. You behave, okay?”

Juno nodded again, and Dean smiled at her. “You get home safe.” He told her, and as he turned to walk down the aisle she could hear him telling Juno that she had to stop making him look like a kidnapper.