Bloodlines

Chapter 10- Fears Of A Father

WARNINGS: Mentioned Child Abuse; Child Neglect

The next day, Sasha sat in front of the coffee shop with a beer in her hand. She watched her surroundings as music played softly from her car radio.

Her passenger door opened, and Sasha immediately pressed a gun onto the intruder's temple. She quickly removed the weapon, once she saw her father's face.

"Sorry, I thought you were a creep," Sasha said, putting the gun away.

Dean smirked and closed the door, after getting settled.

"Why aren't you with Jody," Dean asked, "You're supposed to be staying with her."

"I moved in with my friends," Sasha said.

"When were you planning to introduce me to these friends of yours," Dean asked, grabbing a beer from her ice chest.

He opened it with a small hiss and took a couple gulps.

"I wasn't planning on it," Sasha confessed, averting her eyes.

Dean stared at her before letting out a small hum. He placed the beer against his thigh.

Sasha swallowed thickly, her nerves kicking in. Dean has never harmed her in any way. He loved her too much.

But his anger was a terrifying sight compared to his usual cool demeanor.

"So what did you want to talk about," Dean asked, changing the subject.

"I, uh..."

Sasha was home when Dominic returned. She already spoke to Ace as well. So now Dean being here was more troublesome than helpful.

"Cat got your tongue," Dean teased.

"No. I don't want to give you a reason to flip out," Sasha said.

"Why would I flip out," Dean asked.

"You can be overprotective," Sasha blurted out.

"Overprotective? When have I ever been overprotective...?"

"Dad, the last time I introduced you to my boyfriend, he literally called his mom to pick him up because of you," Sasha said.

"He wasn't good enough for you," Dean scoffed.

"Good enough for me? Remember the other boyfriend I had," Sasha asked.

"Yeah. His name was Carl or Kevin," Dean said.