Daddy Dearest- Discontinued

Natalie & Madeline-3

Madeline's POV

I kept running as Sam, I'm pretty sure, chased me. I think its a good thing I used to be on the track team.

He kept chasing me until I made a sharp turn into the alley beside my house.

Sam skidded to a stop and continued to chase me. I turned the corner and leaped into the dumpster.

I slammed the lid shut and immediately regretted it. It wasn't like the movies where everything was in trash bags, nope everything was lying out in the open.

I plugged my nose and held my breath. After about fourth seconds or so I couldn't take it anymore.

I bursted out of the dumpster and started to run, but failed. Someone grabbed my bag and wasn't letting me run.

I sighed and gave up. I looked back, sure enough it was Sam. "What do you want?" I ask.

He turns me around and holds out his hand. I hug my book tighter "This is mine and you can't withhold it from me."

He chuckles "No, I just want to take another look at it." I sigh and give it to him.

He let's me go and flips through my drawings. He looks at me strangely "How did you draw these?" He asks.

"I don't know, I just envisioned them I guess." I say. He nods and continues to look through my drawings.

"What's your name kid?" He asks and hands me my book. I put it my bag and hoist it up "I'm Madeline Harrison why?" His face loses all color.

Natalie's POV

I woke up in an unfamiliar place. Dean was looking through my sketchbook. I jumped up and grabbed it from him.

"First you kidnap me an now you have the nerve to go through my stuff?!" I shout.

"Do you know who they are?" Dean asks, completely ignoring what I said.

"Why?" I question.

"Answer what I asked, do you know who they are?" Dean demands.

"No, they come to me in my dreams, they say I'm needed for a plan." I spilled.

"What plan?" He asked.

"I-I don't know." I answer honestly.

The door opens and in comes Madeline with Sammy.

"That's my brother Sam." Dean pointed to Sammy, or Sam.

I jumped up again and hugged Madeline.

"Are you okay? Did this man hurt you?" I ask.

"Since when were you my mother?" She snapped.

"I um, I'm sorry I was just looking out for you." I said.

"Well don't." Madeline stated.

Who shit in her cornflakes. Sam looked nervous and pale.

"So what did you say your last name was?" Dean asks.

"I didn't." I replied.

"Well now is the time to enlighten me." Dean smirked.

"Johnson." I sighed.

Dean's eyes widened slightly. What the hell was going on.

Madeline's POV

I sat down on a box beside Natalie and put my head in my hands. "Sorry for snapping, its just I'm having a really bad day."

She nods and sighs. "Me too." Sam and Dean talk in the corner quietly.

I pull my phone out of pocket and look at the time. It reads '4:56' I show Natalie and she nods.

We stand up and tip toe to the door. Dean looks over at us "Where are you kids going? He asks.

"Its late, my mom is going to kill me." I say. "We'll drive you kids." Sam says.

Dean tries to protest but Sam kicks his shins, not so sneakily. Dean rolls his eyes and grabs his keys.

•°•°•°•

Nat and I sat in the back of the impala and waited. My house came into view. "Stop here." I say when we stop in front of my house.

I get out of the car and Sam follows "I don't need an escort, I can walk to my front porch."

He sighs "I need to talk to your mom." I roll my eyes and trudge to my porch. I open the door and peek in.

"Mom! Somebody's here to talk to you!" I yell into the house. I hear a couple thuds upstairs and my mom runs down.

"Hey Maddie! I didn't hear you come h-" she cuts herself out at the sight of Sam.

"Hey Hannah." He says. I look at him strangely "You know my mom?" I ask.

"Madeline go upstairs." My mom says. I quickly oblige and run upstairs.

When my mom says my full name, shits about to go down.