A little time passed and it was set. I was to record a few episodes of The Walking Dead before getting killed. How fun. I know. It's not a Walking Dead episode until you feel pain. Carl is supposed to start liking me or whatever and I'm supposed to be really good with Judith so, that's a thing. 

We also started recording again for Supernatural. I was always busy but I was used to it by now. It was a loop of good times. Mel and I were practically sisters. Always together 24/7. 

Even with all this going on, I mostly cared about James birthday. His birthday was in a few days and I wanted to make it nice and special. He was turning fifteen and, since we had been together for so long, I decided he needed special. I saw this thing on Twitter saying 'If you deserve to be treated like his queen, treat him like your king', so that's what I was planning to do. 

"Sara?" Mel shook me out of my thoughts and I looked up. 

"Yeah?"

"What you thinking about?" She laughed. I sighed and rolled my eyes. 

"I have no idea what to do for James for his birthday. It's really annoying." I sighed. She laughed and nodded. 

"I bet. You've been together forever!" She said

"A little over two years." I nodded.

"Exactly. Two years. You two are actual goals and you want to do something special. But, you do realize he'd take anything from you, right? You could give him an apple and he'd cherish it." She said. I sighed and nodded.

"Yeah, I know that and I'd do the same for him but like, I want to do something he'd for real actually love." I sighed again. She nodded and looked down, also in thought. 

"Mel! Your scene!" Robert shouted. 

"Kay!" Mel shouted back. She then looked back at me. "You'll think of something best friend. You're smart and the sweetest person I know. I know you'll do something great and he'll love it." I nodded and she smiled before running off. I nodded and looked back down when she disappeared. 

"Something special. Special..." My mind wandered to different things as I thought. I knew he loved soccer and he missed it. I knew he loved me and I knew he missed Ethan. I knew he loved spending time with me and my family and I knew he loved me spending time with him and his mom. I remembered all this. I just couldn't think. 

"Hey, sweetie." My dad said, sitting next to me. "Why so thoughtful?"

"James' birthday." I stated simply, hoping that mentioning those two words would spark some idea in me. Yet again, though, nothing. My dad nodded slowly and looked out at the set. 

"Well, I think he'll take anything you give him, hun."

"I know that, dad." I sighed. I was getting very aggravated and starting to snap on people. "Sorry. I'm just stressed."

"Don't stress. It's not that big a deal. You're fourteen. Not that big a deal." He said. I glared at him a moment. 

"That's quite rude." I stated. He laughed and shrugged. 

"Sorry." I nodded and sighed. 

"You should be." He laughed and nodded. 

"Okay." I sighed and laid my head on his shoulder. 

"This stressed me out more than being busy does." I whined. I wanted to cry by that point. His birthday was super close and I had nothing. No idea what I was doing at all. I loved James a lot. This was some amazing Boy Meets World Corey and Topanga love story. Their first love was their forever love. Cute, I know. 

"Sara! You and Mel! Amy and Lauren! Let's go!" Robert shouted. I nodded and walked over to the set. 

"You okay?" Mel asked. I nodded and faked a smile. 

"Yeah, of course." I laughed. She nodded and got in her place. In this scene, we had to be kidnapped by some demons wanting to trap Sam and Dean to kill them so they could take me without having to worry. Lauren had been with me and they knew they could use her as my weak spot so, they took her too. So, we each had a chair and had to be tied up. It was weird allowing someone to tie me to a chair. We were laughing the entire time but it was still strange. Being tied up could mean so many things. It was just bizarre in my mind.

Once I was tied up, they tied Mel to the chair. She leaned over and whispered something in my ear. "Kinky."

"Mel!" I shouted, laughing like crazy. She laughed and smirked. When I calmed down, I leaned back over to whisper in her ear. "That's inappropriate." She shrugged and I shook my head and chuckled. "You're awful."

"But you love me." She smiled. 

"That I do, best friend. That I do." I laughed. Mel got tied up and Robert looked over at us.

"You girls ready?" He asked. 

"Ready." Mel nodded. I went to give a thumbs up but when I couldn't move my arm, I giggled and nodded. 

"Yeah. I'm ready." I smiled. 

"Okay. 3,2,1.....ACTION!!" My smile faded and I pretended to be passed out. My head drooped down and my arms and hands limp. I just had to imagine myself actually passed out. It wasn't hard to pretend to sleep because I was actually very very tired. 

"Amy? Amy! Wake up!" Mel/Lauren whisper yelled. I didn't move at all. This was supposed to be the episode where Lauren shows actual fear. She usually hid her fear. Amy knew she was scared but Lauren hid it. She hid it to the best of her ability and when she was alone, then she'd be upset and scared. Lauren wiggled around in the chair, trying to get out. "Amy, please!" She whispered. I imagined her looking around frantically and making her 'try not to cry' face. "Amy!" I finally groaned and moved a bit. "Amy! Thank God! Do not go back to sleep! Get up!" She whispered. 

I was still for a moment, then, upon remembering what happened, my head jolted up, causing my hair to flip to it's original stand point. I looked around quickly then finally looked at Lauren, realizing her face was full of terror. "Laur?" I spoke softly. She looked down at shook her head. 

"I can't. I'm sorry." She said. 

"Stop it. Don't worry. We're going to be okay. We'll get out of here. The angels already know what's up, okay. We're...we're going to get out of here." I spoke. She shook her head again.

"I am the least valuable person here. I'm probably going to get killed." She was starting to cry and I bit my lip.

"There is no way I'm going to let that happen." I said, shaking my head. "You're my best friend, okay? I'd rather die than have you die. You have no business in any of this. You shouldn't be in here. You never should've known where I was." I was slowly getting more quiet, feeling more and more bad. 

"It was my fault for being so stubborn." She said. I was quiet, looking down at the ties. I began pulling and yanking and trying to listen to angel radio, which was going in and out. I tried communicating but there was nothing. I looked up and suddenly saw a screwdriver on the floor a bit away from Lauren.

"Lauren there's-" I was interrupted by a door opening. I instantly shut up and looked at it. In walked three demons. Two of which were nobodies that would probably be dead before I even learned what their voice sounded like for sure. The other I knew all too well. I groaned and rolled my eyes. "Again Crowley? Cant you make up your mind on whether or not you want to kill us? You change sides every two days, I swear to God." Crowley laughed and shrugged. 

"Now, pet, you know this is what I've wanted for a long time." He said. I sighed and threw my head back, groaning more.

"This sucks." I sighed. "This is probably going to end the exact same way all the others did. All the vampires, werewolves everything. Sam, Dean and Cas are going to come and kill your demon henchman and you're going to inevitably get away until the boys need you again and you help and then you think you can try again. Is this just going to be a never ending cycle because it's honestly old." 

"No. I think it ends here." He said. 

"Oh yeah? What makes you say that?" I asked. "What makes this time different from all the rest?" He looked over at Lauren who squirmed a bit. I tried to remain as calm as possible but it was hard. She was showing actual fear and it was hard for me to calm down because of it. "You won't touch her." I said.

"Is that so?" He asked.

"Sure is." I nodded. He walked closer to Lauren and smiled. 

"Amy's bestest friend in the whole entire world. Won't let anything happen to you, right?" I was beginning to panic. It was evident now in my voice as I spoke. 

"You touch her I swear to God I'll kill you myself!" I said. My voice was shakey and you could tell I wanted to cry. 

"Oh? Is that a threat?" Crowley laughed.

"No. It's a promise." I said. I exhaled slowly, trying to remain calm and keep my eyes on Crowley so I could remain mad instead of scared for Lauren. 

"You see, over these years, I've noticed something about you, Amy." Crowley said, walking away from her. I as relieved and you could tell but I kept talking to try to keep him distracted. 

"And what's that?" I asked. 

"I've noticed that you are definitely a Winchester, just not one in particular. And you're different in one specific way." 

"What does that even mean?" I questioned, exasperated by the stress this was putting on. Since I was both Amy and Sara, it was adding fake stress and honestly made my head hurt. 

"You have your daddy's bravery. Both of them actually, Moose and Squirrel. You are also willing to die for them. Or your best friend there. You have a mixture of their personalities though. Which is quite odd actually."

"Get to the point, Crowley." I sighed. He smiled and looked at Lauren. She was beginning to hyperventilate as he got closer and I did slowly and internally. Suddenly, Crowleys actions caused me to start crying my eyes out. He stabbed Lauren in the arm. It wasn't going to kill her right away but it she didn't get help, it would and I know it hurt! She started crying in pain and pain wheres I started crying in heartache. "What the Hell is wrong with you?" I shouted at the top of my lungs, tears streaming down my face. 

"You see, me hurting you doesn't work. You just tough it out and cry in the dark when you're alone. Me mentally hurting you, you do the same. When I hurt Sam and Dean, you tough out the guilt because you know if they really couldn't take it, they'd give you up. You know by now they'll tough it out for you, despite the guilt. However, I hurt your bestest friend in the whole world, Lauren here, you know she can't take it. You know she's scared. So you'll give in for her and her only. Much like Sam and Dean would for others. The only difference between you and them...you show all your emotions." I continued to cry as I looked over at Lauren. 

"You're a sick guy." I said, shaking my head angrily. Suddenly I gasped. "That's it!" I shouted, out of character and smiling. Mark, Mel and the two people playing the other demons laughed as I began bouncing around. "I'm sorry." I laughed, looking down. 

"Okay. Cut." Robert laughed. I laughed more as my dad came over to me. 

"What happened?"

"I got it! I know what I'm going to do for James. I just got excited." He nodded and laughed. 

"Alright. Well finish today and we'll get started, okay?" I nodded and got excited. Even more so. I was ready.

The next day, I set my plan into motion. I found Ethan on my Instagram and messaged him. 

SaraAckles: I need to talk to you about James' birthday

Ethanator420: What is it?

SaraAckles: I need to know what he likes

Ethanator420: Well....he likes you. More than anything. Every single time we talk, he brags about you. How beautiful and smart you are. 

SaraAckles: Thats what everyone is telling me. 

Ethanator420: I think you should do something cheesy. He likes the cheesy stuff you guys do.

SaraAckles: YOURE RIGHT! OUR RELATIONSHIP WAS BUILT ON CHEESE! THANK YOU!

Ethanator420: No problem sweet cheeks <3

SaraAckles: no. stop. 

Ethanator420: oops. lol

SaraAckles: And theres one other thing. Do you think you could get your entire team together. All of your old soccer team? I wanted to Skype you guys on a big screen and you can all talk to James on his birthday.

Ethanator420: yeah. I can do that. I'll get everyone together on his birthday and we'll discuss skype times later

SaraAckles: thank you so much Ethan

Ethanator420: No problem

And just like that, my plan was set into motion. I knew exactly what cheesy thing I was going to do now too. 

The day of his birthday came quickly. I woke up super early. Way earlier than I would have if it was any other day. This is because I wanted to send him a special 'good morning' text and get over to his house and make him breakfast. His mom and I already had a conversation about it. First was the text. 

Me: James, ITS YOUR BIRTHDAY! The big 1-5. Crazy. You know how I am about big days. I get stressed. I wanted to make this birthday special. I love you James Delario. You are one of the most important people in my life. You are the Mark to my Jack. The Dean to my Cas. The Ice to my cream. the Pepper to my salt. As cliche and cheesy as it is, you are my other half. Without you, I'd probably forget how to live. I love you and today is your day to shine. I love you Jamsie. I hope everything I've planned is good enough today. <3 <3 <3'

I quickly got dressed and dad drove me over to his small apartment. I knocked quietly and Mrs. Delario let me in. I smiled and thanked her quietly. "I'll call you later, dad." I said. He nodded and left. Mrs. Delario then went to her room and left me alone to cook. 

After I was about halfway done. I heard James' door open. "Mom? Are you cooking?" I didn't say anything. "Well, Sara sent me this amazing birthday text and it was super sweet. I love her so much. She's literally the sweetest person in-" 

"Awe, James." I smiled as he rounded the corner and stopped talking mid sentence upon seeing me. "I love you too." He ran to me and hugged me. He kissed my cheek and I giggled. "You haven't even eaten yet."

"I don't need to eat to know I love you." He said. I smiled and nodded. 

"Well, that's nice. And today is busy, busy so don't think you get to relax. Nope nope nope. Go get dressed. After we eat, we leave for the park. Wear something you can run in." He seemed confused and like he was going to ask questions but ultimately just walked back into his room. We ate and he complimented my cooking, which was quite nice. Then we left for the park. While in the car, I was telling James some amazing memories I had with him. Just reminiscing. When he told me to calm down and stop talking to take a breath I laughed. "Sorry. Just trying to make today great." I laughed. He laughed and nodded. 

"It's okay, babe." He said. I smiled and laid my head on his shoulders. 

"I really hope you like today. I really wanted it to be special." 

"Anything you do for me is special, Sara." He told me, kissing the top of my head. I buried my face into his chest as he laughed and wrapped his arm around me. "You're so cute." 

"Noooo."I giggled. 

"Yeeeees." He laughed. I smiled and grabbed my phone to text my dad. 

Me: I think JJ would like Pizza.

That was our code for him to start putting something up on the other side of the park. "You're not going home for dinner?" James asked, seeing the text. I smiled and shook my head. 

"Nope. Today is all about you." I smiled. He nodded as we got to the park. We got out the car and walked over to where we met. I paid the hot dog vendor to hold a bag for me. I knew he figured I was just here for memories but that wasn't it in all honesty. I handed the guy five dollars and he handed me a slushie I paid extra for him to keep cool and the bag. 

"What's that?" James asked. I handed the bag to him and sipped the blue raspberry slushie. When he opened it, he seemed shocked. "A soccer ball and two pairs of cleats?" 

"One pair my size and one pair yours. I told you a while ago I'd let you teach me." I smiled. His smile got so wide and it made me super happy. He quickly sat on the bench we sat in when we met and put on his cleats. I smiled and set the slushie beside him as I put on my own. It felt weird and standing up was even weirder. Especially on the sidewalk. 

"You really want me to teach you?" He asked. 

"If that's what you'd like. Then, when I finally am good, we can play against each other. That's goals right?" I asked. He laughed and nodded. 

"Sports goals." He nodded with a small shrug. I grabbed the slushie and we walked over to the big grass field. He took the slushie from my hands and had me stand in front of him. He began explaining basic soccer concepts and I was clueless. I had no idea what he was saying. I was never an auditory learner. He laughed when he saw my confused face. "Here, I'll show you." He began to show me what 'dribbling' the ball was. It confused me when he said it because when I pictured dribbling, I pictured a basketball.

After a few hours of running around chasing a ball, I collapsed on the ground. James stood over me and smiled. He was blocking the sun as he leaned over me. "Leave me, James. Leave me here to dieeeeee!" 

"Stop being such a drama queen." He laughed. 

"Hey!" I laughed. He chuckled and laid down on the ground beside me. We just stared up at the clouds for a while silently before James spoke again. 

"Today has been a really great day so far, Sara. Thank you." He said. 

"No problem. But it's not over yet." I told him. 

"Really? What else is there?" He asked. I looked at my phone and saw my dads 'Ok' text, which meant everything was ready. I could just send him 'Ok' to tell him we were on our way but I wasn't quite ready yet. I needed a little bit more alone time. 

"Just more. It's a surprise." I smiled.

"Come on, tell me." He turned to rest his head on his hands as he looked down at me. I just looked over at him. 

"It wouldn't be a surprise then, would it?" I giggled. He smiled and stared at me. He was basically giving me heart eyes. It made me smile wider. "What?" He didn't say anything, just leaned over and kissed me. I smiled and looked down, biting my lip. "You've got to stop doing that." I whispered shyly. 

"Why?" He asked, amused.

"Because, I always get butterflies and it makes me shakey." I smiled.

"My kiss makes your knees go weak?" He chuckled. I laughed and nodded. 

"We really are the cheesiest couple in LA." I said. He nodded and smiled sweetly. He then whispered in my ear. 

"You make my knees go weak just when you're around. You're smile brings me a happiness nothing else can. And when you kiss me, I feel like I've accomplished everything. I get more than weak in the knees. I get completely melted into a puddle of gooeyness. Because I love you." Then he kissed me again. I was blushing mad crazy and it made me super happy. 

"I love you too." I said. Finally I sat up off the ground. I texted my dad the 'ok' and looked at James. He sat up beside me. 

"Now what is in store?" He asked. I laughed and shrugged. 

"I don't know. Let's go for a walk." I said. He nodded and grabbed the bag. Then we began walking in the direction my dad and the others set everything up. We started walking and he grabbed my hand. I smiled and wrapped my other hand around his arm, then laid my head on it. 

"You're the best." He told me. I smiled and nodded.