Blake Winchester woke with a start; her face was sweaty and her breathing was slightly faster than normal. She looked around her, the familiar blue wall-paper of the motel brought her comfort as she tried to calm herself. She wasn't there. She wasn't with Missy and her crazy family. She was safe.
"Blake, are you okay?"
Said girl turned her head to the side, on the other bed, Milo sat up and looked over at her, his brow arched as he sensed something was wrong the moment he heard her wake up.
"I'm okay." She whispered. She didn't want to wake Sam or her father. She's woken them up enough times already with her nightmares for the past week and they needed their sleep more than she did.
She sighed as she slowly moved up so her head rested on the headboard of the bed. Her father let out a snore and she closed her eyes.
"Blake?" The small voice called out again.
"Yeah?" The girl whispered back.
"Are you sleepy?"
"Kinda. But I can't sleep." She admits.
From then on the two stopped talking. Blake worried that she would wake up her dad or uncle. They had a case to work and were going out the next morning to investigate. Milo and Blake were going to stay back. That was happening often and honestly, Blake didn't mind staying back if that meant she could hang out with Milo and watch movies and read.
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When sunlight broke through the un-matching green curtains, Blake groggily let out a yawn and turned out of bed. She went first into the restroom and did her business, she learned throughout her life as she got older that it was best if she got to the washroom first, it just went faster.
When she came back, her father and uncle were getting ready to head out.
"You guys will be okay here, right?" Dean had asked her. He bent down on one knee so he could look his daughter in the eye. Sam waited by the door.
Blake silently nodded and Dean let out a sigh.
"Okay. You know what number to call, yes?" He asked more.
"Yes. We'll be okay. We're probably just gonna watch movies on the tv." Blake told him.
"Okay. Okay. We'll pick you guys up later for dinner. Be good." He said finally. He brought her in for a hug and gave her a kiss on her forehead. Blake watched them leave and when they were gone, she grabbed the remote and hoped on the bed and turned on the tv.
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Like promised, Dean and Sam came back to the motel and found Milo and Blake deep in a cartoon. They shared a box of cereal for lunch and left the empty box on the bed.
Together, the four of them headed into the car and headed to the closest bar to eat.
After finding a table, Dean ordered food for the kids after talking to the pretty bartender. She told him what they basically already knew and with a sigh, he sat down beside his daughter.
Sam shuffled through some newspaper articles and they began talking more about the case.
However, midway through their conversation, Sam squinted his eyebrows and suddenly got up from his seat and walked past him. Dean sent a look to Blake, telling her to follow him as he got up and followed after Sam, who was talking to a woman Blake didn't recognize.
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Just a little update because I feel I haven't updated Someone's Daughter in a long time!
Sorry about that!
More to come hopefully!
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Someone's Daughter
Fanfiction(~~{ 1---3}~~) Blake Winchester wasn't like her father or uncle. She wasn't strong, she wasn't one to go straight to violence. She was soft, she was sweet, she was shy, she was, sometimes, clumsy. Follow Blake as she learns that she had to be mor...
