Pairing: Sam X past reader, Sam X Ruby (currently), Dean X Donna
A/N: Did you like the movie “The Parent Trap” as a kid? It is one of my favorite movies! I decided to write my own version, with a Supernatural twist, of course!
Summary: Mary Winchester and Annie Campbell meet at summer camp, and they quickly realize they look too much alike for it to be a coincidence. They are twins! Their parents, Sam Winchester and Y/N Campbell divorced 12 years before, each taking custody of one girl. Now Sam lives in California and Y/N in New York. The girls hatch a plan to bring their parents back together, but will Sam’s new fiancee ruin their plans?
Part 1 Master List
Y/N
Sam looked at me as though he had seen a ghost, and his face got so pale I thought maybe he was going to pass out. Several emotions flashed over his face, and I saw confusion and sadness there before the anger kicked in. “What the hell are you doing here, Y/N?” he snapped.
Old habits die hard, even after twelve years, and I immediately felt myself getting defensive. But I was no longer the meek little miss I was when we were married. I walked over and casually took a seat at the table. “Oh no, Sam, You don’t get to use that tone of voice with me. We’re not married anymore, remember?” I said flippantly, barely even raising my voice.
There was silence for a moment, as the twins looked at me in surprise. Dean was grinning like a fool. Then everyone began to talk at once. Sam rolled his eyes and held up a hand, silencing everyone. He looked so tired that I almost felt bad for him. “You’re right, Y/N. I’m sorry. Can you please just tell me what is going on?”
“Mary and Annie met at camp and switched places. I’ve had Mary with me, and you’ve had Annie. This could have gone on for who knows how long but apparently your ‘fiance’ I said with exaggerated air quotes, “has threatened to send my daughter off to boarding school in Europe as soon as you two are married. I couldn’t let that happen so here I am.” There was so much more I wanted to say, but I stopped there.
Sam rubbed his temple like he had a major headache. “No one is going to boarding school!” He yelled, making us all jump. A vein in his forehead pulsed. He was about to blow.
“Are you really eloping, again?” I asking sweetly. “Didn’t you learn your lesson the first time? Is she pregnant?”
Sam gave me his patented bitchface, but I was immune to it now. Apparently, it stopped working once I stopped sleeping with him. Who knew? Dean was laughing delightedly. “Sure is good to have you back, Y/N.” He was enjoying his brother’s pain FAR too much.
I grinned at him. I certainly had missed life with the Winchester brothers!
“Well, what happens now?” Mary asked worriedly.
“It can’t go back to the way it was before. I want to be with my sister!” Annie demanded, crossing her arms and glaring at Sam and me. He looked concerned, but I was used to Annie’s theatrics, so I tried to respond rationally.
“Maybe Mary could come to visit us at Christmas?” I said weakly, hating the idea even as I said it.
“Christmas is 6 months away, Mom! We live in New York, Mary lives in California. It doesn’t get much farther than that!” Annie snapped, and I could see the tears starting. What a mess this was.
“Girls, at the time we were doing the best we could. There is a lot you don’t know.” I offered in way of explanation.
“Like what exactly? What could have made you two hate each other so much that you would let me grow up not knowing I had a twin sister?” Annie’s words were sharp, and I recoiled as though she had slapped me.
“We have a right to know,” Mary commented, backing up her sister's words.
“That’s enough!” Sam’s commanding voice echoed through the room, and both girls flinched. “You both deserve some answers, but attacking us isn’t the way to get them. There are more pressing matters now. Your mother and I need to talk.”
He turned to Dean. “Can you take them to your place?”
Dean nodded. “Donna can help me entertain them. We’ll watch movies or something.”
Both girls began to protest, but Sam silenced them with just a look. He’d certainly developed confidence over the years.
“Donna!” Dean yelled, and she came into the dining room, looking nervous.
“You don’t have to scream, Dean, I’m not deaf! What do you need?”
“Can you pack up some food to take to my place? We’re having a movie night with the girls. Sam and Y/N need to talk, and I have nothing to eat at my place.” He gave her a winning smile.
“Are you asking me or telling me?” she said with a teasing grin.
His smile wilted a little. “You’ll come, right?”
“Oh, you betcha! Girls, come help me in the kitchen!” Donna commanded, and Mary and Annie rose dutifully and followed her.
Dean grabbed his and Annie’s plates off the table. “Don’t be an ass,” he whispered to his brother as he walked by. Sam just scowled at him.
Sam
A few minutes later, after much commotion in the kitchen, the girls came in to say goodnight.
“Bye, Daddy,” Mary said sweetly after giving me a hug. “I really missed you.”
“Are you really Mary this time?” Sam couldn’t help but ask.
“Yes. Sorry, we tricked you.”
Annie came over and hugged him too. “I’m glad I’ve had this time with you. Please try not to fight with Mom, okay?”
Sam held her close. He couldn’t believe she was actually here. “Just because I didn’t see you, I never stopped loving you, Annie.”
“I know, Dad,” she said with a small smile, and then she was out the door with Dean and Donna.
“Do you want a beer or something?” he asked Y/N. She sure looked like she could use one.
Oh my god, yes! That would be great!” you said enthusiastically, and Sam grabbed two cold bottles from the fridge.
You eyed the bottle and laughed. “Margiekugles? You STILL drink this? Now that you can afford better, I would have thought you’d have switched to something more expensive.”
Sam shrugged. “I do drink wine sometimes, but I still prefer beer. Dean drinks this stuff like it’s water. Do you want to sit somewhere more comfortable?”
You nodded, and Sam got up from the table and they headed into what appeared to be the family room. There were comfortable couches and a large-screen TV. She sat down, holding the beer between her knees on one side of the couch, and Sam sat on the other side. Neither spoke.
“So, where do we start?” you asked.
“I have no idea,” Sam answered honestly. “How are you? How were things when you went back to New York? I worried about you and Annie. There were so many times I wanted to call, just to make sure you were okay……..” his voice trailed off.
“It was hard at first,” you admitted. “My mom was a big help, but she passed away when Annie was three. Getting over losing you was hard, getting over Mary was impossible. I saw her every time I looked at Annie.”
Sam moved in closer. “What happened to us, Y/N? How the hell did we end up here?”
You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. “I need to share something with you. Something I didn’t figure out until I was in New York. It certainly didn’t help things.”
Sam looked wary. “Okay.”
“I didn’t know it at the time, but I had severe post-partum depression, Sam. My mom figured it out when I got home. It was bad. I went into therapy, got on some medication, and things got better. But it took time and hard work. But I think it was part of the reason things were so bad.” You didn’t look away as she spoke, and Sam was impressed with her strength.
“I had no idea,” he answered honestly.
“How could you? I didn’t know myself, and I never said anything. You were always at school or working, and I was completely overwhelmed with two newborns. We were so young, and I had no idea what I was doing. I felt like a failure. I wasn’t thinking clearly. If I was, I never would have agreed to split the girls up,” you laughed self-consciously as you wiped some tears from her eyes.
Sam was so close to you now that your knees were touching. “I am so sorry that I wasn’t there for you. I was so focused on getting through law school so I could provide for you and the girls I didn’t see that you were drowning. Why didn’t you tell me?”
“You were doing enough. You couldn’t handle anything else. So enough about the past. Tell me about Ruby. How did you meet? How do you think she will handle finding out about Annie? Do you love her?”
“Wow, going for the jugular right off the bat, aren’t you?” Sam said with a sad smile.
You shrugged. “I am trying to do what is best for my daughters this time.”
“I met her at some charity thing. She’s younger than me, and she makes me feel good. I don’t know how she will react about Annie, honestly. She doesn’t seem overly maternal. I care for her, but it’s not like it was with you. I don’t think I’ll ever have that again. But I’m tired of being alone.” He didn’t meet your eyes as he said this.
“Do you have anything stronger than beer?” you suddenly asked.
“Do you still like whiskey?” Sam said as he headed for the liquor cabinet.
Talking about the situation with the girls was much easier after a few shots of whiskey. Sam had removed his suit jacket and tie and rolled up his sleeves. But they kept getting distracted by memories and stories from the past.
You were wiping the tears of laughter from your eyes as Sam reminded you of a particularly funny night at the bar when a very persistent patron kept hitting on Dean while he was working, and he had a girlfriend at the time. “........and then she threw her drink in his face, and it was purple, remember? And we called him ‘Barney’ for weeks?”
You snorted with laughter. “I remember! But as much as I’ve enjoyed this, Sam. We need to figure the situation out with the girls. Now that they’ve been together, they won’t go back to the way it is before.”
“You’re right. I know one thing, we’ve had way too much whiskey to figure this out tonight. Let’s table it for tonight, and talk again tomorrow.”
“That sounds like a plan,” you said with a yawn.
“Christ, look at the time! The girls are probably asleep. I’ll text Dean to bring them back for breakfast in the morning.” Sam pulled out his phone and texted his brother, then stood up and held out a hand to help you off the couch.
You tripped a little, and then you were in his arms. Neither of you breathed for a moment, and then he was kissing you as though the past twelve years hadn’t happened. Your arms slid around his back, and he deepened the kiss, and you moaned at the taste of him.
Finally, you pushed him away regretfully. “We can’t, Sam. You are engaged to someone else. I’m going to bed. I’ll see you in the morning.”
He watched her leave, his confusion evident on his face before he headed to his own room. Needless to say, he didn’t get much sleep.
The next morning, both he and Y/N were hungover when they joined the girls and Dean and Donna for breakfast. Everyone was laughing and talking when the sliding glass doors in the kitchen opened and Ruby sashayed in, looking perfectly put-together despite the early hour.
Her eyes took in the scene, and when she saw you her mouth dropped. “Sam, I have been calling and texting you! Who the hell is she?”
Before Sam could answer, Mary spoke up. “Ruby, this is my Mom. Oh, yeah, and this is my twin sister, Annie.”
