chapter four → pilot

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chapter four
the start of an
adventure of
finding a woman
in white
who kills men
third person's pov
the next day
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It was morning and Spencer was not happy. She woke up without her dad kissing her head, and her feeling him grabbing her and cuddling with her in the morning. Her mother, Malaika was still sleeping as she sleeps in more than she should as the five-year-old sighed, as she got out of bed. Just then her mother's phone rang and Mal being herself was too knocked out to even answer and or lowkey care. The five-year-old went to where her mom's phone was and without looking to see who it was, she clicked accept.

"Hi, the person you are trying to reach is still sleeping, but I am her assistant Spencer. How can I take your message?" Spencer says in the phone not realizing that it was Sam.

"Hey baby. Where is Mama?" Sam asked as the little girl heard a couple voices in the background as it was Dean and Whitney. They were talking about what Whitney wants for breakfast as she wanted pancakes, but they aren't at a diner but a gas station.

"No pancakes munchie."
"Man, can I get Funyuns and Apple Juice?"
"Coming up."

"Mama is still sleepy, she was also snory. Loud. Again." Spencer says as Sam chuckled in the background which made Sam smile.

God, he misses his girls, so much. If it wasn't for Dean, he would have stayed and not went. Part of him wished that he didn't go with Dean and Whitney. Mainly Dean. Because Whitney is six zero.

"That's good baby. I miss you." Sam says to his daughter as Mal stirred in her sleep.

"I miss you too, so does Mama but she is sleeping." Spencer says to her father.

"I know she does, baby." Sam says to his daughter as he has a smile on his face.

"When are you coming back?" Spencer asked as she exited her parents' bedroom with her mother's phone squished between her hand and her ear.

To say that Sam wanted to end this hunt already was an understatement. He just wanted to go back to his girlfriend and daughter. He just wants to hold them in his arms. Tell them how much that he loves them.

"I will be back on Sunday night, as I have that interview on Monday." Sam says as he heard a sigh which came from his daughter. He also heard a little huff leaving her lips.

"You promise?" Spencer asked her father as he grabbed his brother's cassette tape collection that was next to him. A small eye roll left Sam's eyes as he looked through the tape collection.

"I promise, baby girl." Sam says as just then she heard Dean's voice as he came back. "I will talk to you later, baby." Sam says as he heard Spencer's goodbye as she hung up on her mother's phone.

Dean back to the Impala with junk food as of course none of it is healthy, go figure. Sam doesn't remember the last time that Dean had eaten anything healthy and or a vegetable. Willingly.

Sam is sitting in the passenger seat as Whitney huffed as she hoped that it would be her turn to sit up front with her dad, but sadly her uncle is still here. Unfortunately.

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