Happily Never After Alternate Ending: What Should've Been

-Five Years Later Sunday Afternoon-

"Daddy, Jane took my light purple dainty girl doll set!" Emma exclaimed from her and Jane's bedroom.

"It's only 'cause you took my doll's yellow car!" Jane exclaimed back.

"I did not!" Emma yelled back. Sam sighed from his spot on the living room couch and put down his paper. He walked up the stairs of the new house and turned the corner into a lime green room. He opened the door covered in rainbow finger paintings and doodles. He looked around the room at the different posters of cute little animals. Sam's eyes landed on the twins in the corner with each other's hair in their grip. The girls looked up at their dad and stopped immediately.

"Put the toys in the box." Sam said to them with his arms folded.

"But, daddy…" The girls whined in unison.

"You two know the rule. If you're fighting over a toy it goes in the box for the rest of the day." Sam said with a shrug. The girls moaned. Jane dropped her car in the box and Emma followed with her doll. The two girls looked back up at Sam and pleaded with him with their bright blue eyes. Sam stood his ground and shook his head. The twins finally gave up the fight and went back to playing quietly in the corner. Sam smiled to himself and went back down stairs to his paper.

-That Night-

"I'm home!" A voice chimed form the doorway.

"Mommy!" The girls screamed from the living room. Jane and Emma ran down the hall and hugged their mom.

"It's my girls!" Tasha greeted them kissing them both on the cheek.

"Mommy, can I hold Tristan?" Emma asked referring to her one year old baby brother, with her arms straight out in front of her.

"In a second, honey, let me get your brother out of his jacket and say hi to daddy first okay?" Tasha said to the girls. The twins nodded sadly and went back into the living room to continue playing. Tasha walked down the hall to the study where Sam was.

"Hey, you." She greeted him. Sam swiveled around in his chair and smiled.

"Hey, to you too." He responded as he kissed her. Sam looked down at his son in Tasha's arms. "He looks exhausted." He commented.

"He should be. He cried all the way here." Tasha said with a smile. "He's a big baby like his daddy." She joked. Sam chuckled sarcastically. Tristan's head shifted from its place on Tasha's shoulder as he looked up at his dad. He smiled and reached out for him. Sam took his son in his arms and threw him up in the air. Tasha watched them with so much happiness in her heart.

"Are you ready to eat?" Sam asked Tasha as they walked together back to the living room. She stopped dead in her tracks.

"You, Sam Winchester, cooked a meal?" She asked.

"Well…I reheated the macaroni you made last night." He answered with a slight shrug. Tasha laughed and kissed his cheek.

"Good, I'd be a little scared of you using the stove." She chimed and walked ahead of him to the twins. Sam scoffed.

"I'm not that bad!" He yelled after her. "I'm really not." He whispered to Tristan. The one year old just giggled and played with Sam's wedding band. "Not that you care…you eat mush." He said to himself. Sam continued down the hall to the dining room and put Tristan in his high chair and they all sat down to eat, as a family.

-Tuesday Morning-

"Jane, Emma, don't forget your lunches!" Tasha called upstairs. The twins ran down the steps with their bags on their backs.

"Jane, why are you trying to sneak candy for breakfast?" Sam asked as he grabbed a Hershey bar from Jane's back pocket?

"I was saving it for later!" Jane exclaimed. Sam stretched his arm upwards as Jane jumped to grab her candy, but she obviously couldn't reach.

"You can have it when you get back home after school." Tasha said picking up Tristan from his high chair. "Now I need both of you with your coats on and in daddy's car so he can take you to school."

"Did I get the chocolate chip cookies, mommy?" Emma asked as she put on her rain coat.

"Yes, both you and your sister have your cookies. Now get going!" Tasha said kissing them both good-bye. Sam cupped Tasha's cheek and kissed her. He grabbed his briefcase and opened the front door for the girls. The five of them walked out and went to work and to school.

-That Morning During Tasha's Court Hearing-

"So what you're saying, Mrs. Scott is that my client, Davis Holmes, told you to murder your husband?" Tasha questioned the woman on the witness stand.

"That's exactly what I'm saying. Davis knew I would do anything for him!" Mrs. Scott yelled.

"Mrs. Scott, did my client force you to kill your husband? Did Davis Holmes force you to pull that plastic bag over your sleeping husband's head?" Tasha questioned harshly.

"No, but…" The woman began, but Tasha cut her off.

"I don't think he did, Mrs. Scott." Tasha started. "Mr. Holmes didn't make you do anything! Would you kill your best friend simply because you didn't want to be friends with them anymore?" Tasha said staring Mrs. Scott dead in the eyes.

"Objection your honor! Ms. Winchester is badgering my client!" Mrs. Scott's attorney lashed.

"Objection sustained. Miss Winchester there better be a question hidden somewhere is that rant of yours." The judge ordered.

"I have no further questions your honor." Tasha said with a sly smirk. She sat down in the chair next to her client and continued to stare down Mrs. Scott, who was clearly beginning to become uneasy.