***

Dean and I were doing research on the case we were working on in the motel room. Sam was out questioning someone close to one of the victims. Apparently, a man and a woman who were going out with each other started eating each other. Sam walked into the room catching mine and Dean's attention.

"How'd it go?" Dean asked looking up from what he was looking at.

Sam sipped his his drink, "Um...No EMF, no sulfur. Ghost possession and demonic possession are both probably out." He replied.

"Hmm. That's where I was puttin' my money." Dean commented looking back to what he was looking at before.

Sam shook his head, "Nope."

"Well, looks like this isn't going to be easy." I said flipping to the next page of the book I was reading.

Dean rubbed his eyes, "Well, then what, then? Oh, dude! At the coroner's-- you didn't see these bodies. I mean, these two started eating a- and they just... kept going. I mean, their stomachs were full. Like - like...Thanksgiving-dinner full. Talk about co-dependent." How full would Thanksgiving-dinner full be? I haven't had Thanksgiving in a very long time.

"Well..," Sam sighed sitting down at the table across from Dean. "I mean, we got our feelers out. Not much more we can do tonight. All right. I'm just gonna go through some files. You can go ahead and get going."

Dean moved his feet off of the table, "Sorry?" He questioned.

S"Go ahead. Unleash the Kraken. See you tomorrow morning." Sam said. Dean still looked confused at what Sam was talking about. Even I'm confused, what is he talking about?

"Where am I going?" Dean asked confused.

"Dean, it's Valentine's day. Your favorite holiday, remember? I mean, what do you always call it- Uh, unattached drifter Christmas?" Sam replied. I nodded to myself knowing what they were talking about now.

Dean scoffed and sighed, "Oh, yeah. Well... be that as it may...I don't know," Dean popped the top off of the beer bottle he got from the cooler. "Guess I'm not feeling it this year." 

"So you're not into bars full of lonely women?" Sam asked. It really is weird because almost every time we go somewhere, Dean is always interested an any woman really.

Dean shrugged, "Nah, I guess not," Dean took a drink of his beer. "What?"

"That's when a dog doesn't eat- That's when you know something's really wrong." Sam responded.

"Remarkably patronizing concern duly noted. Nothing's wrong. We gonna work or what?" Dean asked joining Sam back at the table. Suddenly, I got the weirdest feeling and felt the need to do something. So that's mean I stood up on the bed and started jumping on it. I got the biggest smile on my face while I was jumping on it and what I didn't know was the boys staring at me with confused looks. I suddenly stopped and froze, sitting back on the bed and I started playing with the necklace hanging from my neck.

***

The boys were getting ready to go to the hospital to look over over the bodies. They were dressed in their suits and we were currently having an argument. Why is because I wanted to go with them, but since I didn't look old enough to be an FBI agent, I couldn't go. "I wanna go." I said crossing my arms over my chest.

"You can't." Sam said sighing as this was the fifth time we have had this conversation.

"Look, Amy, just stay here and we will be right back." Dean said to me.

"No." I said childishly.

"Yes." Dean said.

I shook my head in defiance, "No."

"Yes and that is final." Dean said. Then, the two walked out of the door with one thought in their head. What has been up with Amy?

I sat on the edge of the bed and crossed my arms with a mad look on my face. I wanted to go and they wouldn't let m- I stopped. Why was I acting like this? I never acted liked this. I was acting like a child which I have never acted like one since my mom died. My dad died when I was really young and my mom was the one who took care of me. When she died, I was 9 and I stopped acting like a kid because I had to.

***

Later on, the boys and Cas had come and got me from the motel. We went to a diner that was covered in Valentines Day decorations. Sam, Dean, Cas, and I were sitting at the table and were waiting for our food to come while also looking for a Cupid. I sat at the table with my head laying on my arms with my legs swinging back and forth under the table. I was looking around at all of the decorations in amazement for some reason. I don't know why, but they were really interesting to me.

"Amy. Amy!" I heard someone call to me. My head snapped up to look at who was calling to me. I saw Dean and Sam looking at me confusedly. "Come on, we found Cupid." Dean said. So I got up and followed the boys to the back.

***

When we got to the back, we saw Cas standing in the middle of the room. He had his hand up and looked very focused on something. "Cas, where is he?" Sam asked as we rounded the corner.

"I have him tethered," Cas replied. "Zoda kama mahrana. Manifest yourself." We all looked around the room looking for Cupid, but didn't see him.

"So, where is he?" Dean asked Cas. Sddenly, I heard a noise of surprise come from Dean so I turned  to see a naked man hugging him. I quickly covered my eyes.

"Here I am!" Cupid exclaimed giggling.

"Help!" Dean called out to us.

"Oh, help is on the way. Yes, it is. Yes, it is," Cupid giggled again then suddenly yelled, "Hello, you!" I peak through my fingers to see what's going on. What I saw was Cupid now hugging Cas. I then cover my eyes again.

"This is Cupid?" Dean questioned surprised.

"Yes." Cas said though his voice was strained. Probably because of how tight Cupid was hugging him.

"And look at you, huh?" Cupid said. God, I hope he wasn't talking about me. I opened my eyes to see he was hugging Sam. I then decided to keep my eyes uncovered and just took at his face.

"Is this a fight? Are we in a fight?" Dean asked as I walked over to him and Cas.

Castiel hesitated, "This is... Their handshake."

"I don't like it." Dean said.

"No one likes it." Cas told him.

"I don't even know what to think." I said watching Cupid let go of Sam.

Cupid turned to me and smiled, "Well, look at you. You are just so adorable!" He exclaimed. He was about to come over and hug me, but Cas stopped him by asking something.

"Why are you doing this?" Cas questioned. Cupid turned toward him and I sighed in relief. I have been spared!

"Doing what?" Cupid asked with a big smile on his face.

"Your targets- the ones you've marked-They're slaughtering each other." Cas replied to the question.

Cupid's smile left his face and his face turned to one of shock, "What? They are?" Cas seemed confused by Cupid's reaction. Now, judging from Cupid's reaction, I would say that he had no idea about this.

"Listen, birthday suit, we know, okay? We know you been flittin' around, popping people with your poison arrow, making them murder each other!" Dean said to Cupid loudly.

"No. Guys-" I was cut off.

"What we don't know is why." Cas continued.

"You think that I--Well, uh...I don't know what to say." Cupid walked a little ways from us. He had his head in his hands while he cried.

I sighed and turned to Dean and Cas, "I tried to tell you. Now, look what you did. You hurt his feelings." I said gesturing to the crying Cupid.

"Should...Should somebody maybe... go talk to him?" Sam asked eyeing Cupid awkwardly.

"Yeah, that's a good idea. Give 'em hell, Cas." Dean patted Cas on the shoulder as Cas walked over to Cupid.

"Um... look. We didn't mean to, um...hurt your feelings." Cas said. Suddenly Cupid turned to Cas and hugged him.

"Love is more than a word to me, you know. I love love. I love it! And if that's wrong, I don't want to be right!" Cupid said. I actually felt bad for the poor guy.

Cas awkwardly patted Cupid on the back, "Yes, yes. Of course. I, uh...I have no idea what you're saying."

Cupid let go of Cas and started explaining, "I was just on my appointed rounds. Whatever my targets do after that that's nothing to do with me. I- I was following my orders. Please brother. Read my mind. Read my mind, you'll see."

Cas stared at Cupid for a few seconds before turning back to us, "He's telling the truth."

Cupid sighed in relief, "Jiminy Christmas. Thank you."

I turned to Sam and asked in a hushed whisper, "'Jiminy Christmas'?" Sam shrugged and then we both turn back to Cupid.

"Wait, wait, you said--You said you were just following orders?" Dean asked walking toward Cupid. Cupid hummed in confirmation while nodding. "Whose orders?"

"Whose?" Cupid laughed, "Heaven, silly. Heaven." I have to say, I didn't actually see that coming.

Dean was still confused, "Why does heaven care if Harry meets Sally?"

"Oh, mostly they don't. You know, certain bloodlines, certain destinies. Oh, like yours." Cupid said gesturing to Sam and Dean.

"What?" Sam asked in confusion.

"Yeah, the union of John and Mary Winchester--Very big deal upstairs, top priority arrangement. Mm." Cupid replied nodding.

"Are you saying that you fixed-up our parents?" Dean questioned Cupid.

"Well, not me, but... Yeah," Cupid laughed a little. He is very cheerful, sin't he? "Well, it wasn't easy, either. Ooh, they couldn't stand each other at first. But when we were done with them--Perfect couple," Cupid then turned to me, "Now, your parents, not one of us saw that coming." I was confused and was about to ask him what he meant before Dean questioned him.

"Perfect?" Dean asked.

"Yeah." Cupid nodded.

"They're dead!" Dean said loudly. 

Cupid's smile fell off his face, "I'm sorry, but... the orders were very clear. You and Sam needed to be born. Your parents were just, uh...meant to be," The Cupid started to sing, "A match made in heaven- heaven!"

Dean punched Cupid across the face making me call out, "Dean!"

Dean turned around and held his hand in pain, "Son of a bitch!" Then, Cupid disappeared making the rest of us sigh in annoyance. "Where is he? Where'd he go?" Dean asked frantically.

"I believe you upset him." Cas said to Dean.

"Upset him?" Dean questioned.

"Well, you did just punch him across the face." I said.

Dean was about to say something before Sam cut him off, "Dean. Enough!"

"What?" Dean asked snappily.

"You just punched a Cupid!" Sam stated.

"I punched a dick!" Dean yelled.

Sam glanced back at Cas and I before turning back to Dean, "Um...Are we gonna talk about what's been up with you lately or not?"

"Or not." Then, Dean walked past the three of us and out of the room.