Laurel woke, Sam's arms wrapped firmly around her waist, keeping her close.

The Winchester brothers and the Lance sisters were currently staying in a motel in a small town just outside of Seattle, Washington.

Laurel sat up in the bed, and gently stroked Sam's long, brunette hair. A small smile danced on her lips.

She loved Sam. He didn't cheat on her like Oliver had.

Her heart had shattered when Jake had stabbed him, and he died. She had felt empty, sad, and angry.

Then Dean went and made a deal with a Crossroad Demon, breaking Sara's heart.

The demon had given Dean a year. Not ten years like normal. He didn't seem to care. He didn't seem to care that he was going to die, and go to Hell.

He didn't seem to care that he was going to leave Sam, Sara, and even herself alone to fight a war against demons alone.

Sam's eyes opened. "Laurel?" He murmured. She hadn't gotten out of bed yet.

"Sammy, I'm here." She whispered. He sat up, and wrapped his arm around her. She laid her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

She heard Sara groan as she rolled out bed. Her sister sat up, and rubbed her eyes. "That vamp kicked my ass." She grumbled.

Sam chuckled. Laurel smiled, and sat up. "Hey, at least you saved someone."

"That is true." Dean began to feel the bed for Sara.

"Sara!" He called out, and she curled into his lap when he sat up.

He wrapped his arm around her, burying his face in her blonde hair. Laurel smiled at her sister and Dean.

She was glad that Sara had someone who loved her.

Laurel also got her happy ending.

Well, as happy as it could be living the Hunter life.

The happy part of Laurel's life was soon cut short.