Daughter of the Moose (sequel to 'Married to a Moose')

Chapter 53

Once we arrived at the bunker, I simply wanted to be alone to more accurately gather my thoughts. I went into my room and put my earbuds in. I relaxed for a while, and analyzed what I saw. Everything was clearer now. After an hour or so, I went back out to them. It was time to tell them what I remembered.

"Hey, umm, I think it's time to sit and talk. I'm ready to tell you guys."

"Only if you are sure you're ready. I'm sorry we've been pushing you." Dean said.

"I'm ready, and it's ok. I'm not mad at you Dean." He nodded. We went to the couch and sat down. My dad sat next to me on the couch and Dean pulled up a chair.

"Ok. So, where do you want me to start?" I asked.

"Just tell us whatever you remember as you remember it. The order doesn't really matter." My dad instructed.

"Just know it's not a steady stream of memories. It's more like little video clips."

"Ok. Don't worry about it. We'll figure it out."

"Umm, I remember they used to train me all the time. With knives and guns and stuff like that. I guess that's how I was so good at that. They told me something about it was my destiny to defeat 'the king'" I was drawing a bit of a blank. "Umm, umm," I started

"Just take it easy. Take your time. You can close your eyes if you need to" my dad comforted me. I did as he suggested and closed my eyes.

" I remember being somewhere, and sn- sn-" I couldn't even finish my sentence I was so scared. I was reliving it. I opened my eyes with a jolt, and tried to take deep breaths. "Snapped some innocent man's neck. My parents applauded afterwards. I looked happy as well. It was an out of body experience in that memory." I took another deep breath. "I don't know who or where, but there's a conversation happening between demons, me, and my parents and.... They are forming a mass mob and are gonna go kill Crowley. And based on what I saw them do once before, they are gonna succeed."

"Sh**." Dean mumbled under his breath.

"What? I would think you'd be happy Crowley is gonna die. Don't you guys hate his guts?"

"Yes, we do, but he wouldn't kill us and we wouldn't kill him. He's more like a lifeline for when we need help and the same thing for him. We can't let him die."

"Oh." Was all I said.

"Did you have more you remember?" My dad asked calmly although I could tell he was worried and pissed.

"Um, yeah. I remember my parents talking about you guys and how you were gonna be a bad influence and that Dean was gonna lose control and kill me and that dad, you were gonna start to hate me once you found out and kill me. So basically either way I would end up dead and 'not complete my mission'. I eavesdropped on them at some point I guess." I said, feeling sort of bad I decided to tell them that. "Also, I just noticed that the guy I killed was actually my friend. I hate this." I was getting frustrated and upset at the fact I did all those things and didn't know about it.

"Alex, I surely hope you know that Dean would never kill you and neither would I. About killing that guy, I can't believe you had to do that. That must have been so hard to relive in your memory and I'm sorry about that. They were manipulative and you didn't know what you were doing."

"Thanks Dad. I know you wouldn't kill me, and I know you wouldn't either Dean."

"Is that all Alex?"

"Yeah I think so."

"Ok. Well I'm gonna go pick up some food for dinner later and get some more supplies in case we have to fight any of those demons you remembered."