Raising Sammy

Whiskey Burn

Sitting in a crowded bar that smells of stale beer and salted nuts. Sam exits the mens room smoothing his hair back. He sits beside me at the bar. "So what do you think? Should we ask Crowley for help?" He says. I roll my eyes. "Dean, he's been helpful in the past and in the last few hunts Cas and I were on he helped us." He says. "Fine, but we do it here." I say gripping the .45 in my coat. Sam nods and brings out his cell.

I stare at my reflection in the mirror behind the bar. It's so easy getting back in this life. I tilt the glass of whiskey to my lips and let it run down my throat. I love the way that whiskey burn warms my entire body. Sam joins me once more, "He's here." He says. I sigh and turn around and see typical Crowley, black suit and tie, looking as smug as ever.

"Dean, nice to see you back in the game. That daughter of yours sure has grown up." He says and I can feel the blood boiling beneath my skin. "Yeah, nice to see you too." I say through gritted teeth. "Oh come on Dean, let's play nice for Moose." Crowley says. "Whatever, do you anything about Addy and Charlie?" I ask him. "I have some people on it. But honestly Dean, it doesn't look good." He says to me. "Where do we start?" I ask. Sam sits beside me, "I was thinking we check out Keith's ranch. See what clues we can find." He says. My cell starts to go off. Sammy.

"Hello." I answer. "Dad, why didn't you take me with you? Uncle Cas said you went to look for mom's little sister? I didn't know I had an aunt. I know of aunt Jodi and Donna. But not this Addy." She says. "Samantha, I've told you about Addy. And why would I take you with me? This is dangerous stuff and I don't want you involved. You know that." I say to her. I can feel Crowley's stare. I slowly turn my back to him. "Dad, I'm not a little girl anymore. Stop treating me like me one. Where are you?" She demands. Damn she is so much like her mother. "Samantha. Mary. Winchester I will not tell you where I'am and you will always be my little girl. Now be good for Cas." I say and hang up. "Seems you have your hands full." Crowley says. "Shut it." I say. "So, Keith's ranch?" Sam asks. I nod and drink another shot of whiskey. We walk out to my impala, and there stands Cas.

"Cas! What the hell? You're supposed to be with Sammy." I say to him. He awkwardly shifts and points to his left. Walking from a small coffee shop, Sammy strides over with a smile on her face. I meet her halfway, "Samantha, you. How? Why are you here?" I demand. "I made Uncle Cas bring me to where you were, I knew he knew where you were anyway Dad." She says. "Cas, how did you let a sixteen year old girl manipulate you?" I ask him. "She is your daughter, and she had the angel blade." He says. I look back at her, shocked. "Sammy, do you know that, that blade can kill your uncle Cas, for good. How did you find it and why did you do that?" I ask her. She looks down and shuffles her feet, "Dad, I didn't know what it did. I was just looking through mom's things and found it, I saw Uncle Cas' face when I brought it out so I used it to my advantage. I don't want to be left behind, Dad." She says. I hug her and tightly and kiss her head, "I'm sorry kid, but this life is dangerous and I promised your mom." I say. Sammy pulls away, "Dad, mom's not here!" She shouts at me.

"Ok, ok. Enough family quarrels. Let the girl come along, it will be eye opening for her." Crowley says from beside the car. "Shut up. My daughter, my rules, and she's not going." I say. Sam rolls his eyes, "What Sam? Don't tell me you agree with the douche of hell?" I say to my little brother. "Dean, she's a Winchester and a Schaffer, I think she can handle it." He says. I look back at my conniving daughter, who has a smile plastered on her face. "Fine. You listen to me, Sam or Cas do as your told and try not to talk to him." I say pointing to Crowley. Sammy hugs me tightly, "Thank you dad. I promise I'll listen." She says running to the impala and hopping in the back.

I walk over to Crowley, "Not a word to her, understand?" I say to him. He smiles and nods. Once we're all in the car we begin to make our way to Keith's farm.