Meeting The Family

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<<<<<<<Emma's POV>>>>>>>>

The monsters at the night exist well that's what Leah was explaining to me. I came from my house to this crummy diner on 3rd street, and to be honest I felt at home. The matted up booths and bacon and cheese burgers were to die for, and don't ask me why Leah got a salad. "So what was so big you couldn't tell me over the phone?" I ask. I was washing my hair when she called and forced me to come here, and almost broke my eardrum from her yelling.

"Well after what happened at Bobby's I started to do some research. I found these books I haven't been able to read the first one yet, but they are about the Sam and Dean from Bobby's house. The books are called Supernatural and they are by some guy named Chuck. I think I might be wrong," she explained. She lost it, it was just a matter of time before she cracked. "Listen it doesn't matter really who wrote the books what matters is that Sam and Dean exist!"

"So what?" I began. "They could be just um I don't know fictional characters!"

"Oh really Sam and Dean Winchesters. Like my last name is Balker-Winchester, and yours is just Winchester since you wouldn't take you adopted families last name. Don't you know what this means?"

"Um no," I respond.

"Ugh! We are related to Sam and Dean Winchester and that means you and I are related," she shouted. Her and me related no mother could handle us as sisters, but are we sisters?

"Okay whatever," I spoke gripping the bacon cheese burger in my fingers and shoving it down my throat. "Wha-t do-o w-e do no-w?" I mumbled.

"Now we find Bobby and get some answers," Leah told me. She munched down on a fork full of salad.

"How can you eat that stuff?" I asked but over heard the people next to us say the same sentence I did. "Wait what!?"

"Get down," she whispered. Leah kicked my knee and together we escaped under the table.

"What's going on?" I asked but Leah covered my mouth, and pointed to the two guys that were sitting next us. They were standing up now. I couldn't get a good picture since I was on the floor, but one things for sure they were fighting. The big one was pissed off at the little one since he threw away his not finished salad.

"Dean I don't judge you when you eat your greasy burger, so that means you can't with my salad," the tall one spoke. At first I didn't know what to say, I now knew who the two men were. Sam and Dean Winchesters.

"Yeah I told you we had ten minutes to eat lunch before we meet up with Cas. So don't complain if you didn't finish in time," Dean replied. "And not to mention the job we have here. Every since that day at Bobby's we Cas took our memories of two girls I been wanting them back. We have a job to do, sulfur and angles I think it's about time we begin."

"Dean I was only saying," Sam started but Dean held his hand up.

"No chick flick moments." Dean demanded. "Now let's get going we are late as it is."

They walked out of the diner and hopped into my dream car a black 1969 Chevy impala. I still had to process all of this Cas, Sam, Dean. All of this was too much and it didn't help that Leah gripped my shoulders and shook me back and forth. "Did you here that? Dean and Sam. They are meeting Cas, we have to follow!"

"Are you crazy girl? Last time we saw Cas we had a blade to my throat! And how are we suppose to find them they left," I explained.

"Well I might have unplugged the oil pipe in the car. I thought that since it was in the books it might be important. And well I guess I was right," she replied. Leah sprinted out the door, and as for me I left $20 on the table and bolted after her. "We can follow the trail of oil."

"But how are we going to get there?" I asked and then the next thing I knew we were peddling our bikes to some unknown place. "Your crazy you know that."

"I know," she smirked. "Look!" Leah pointed to a old house. It was made out of bricks and to be honest I wanted to enter so badly. I wanted to run to the danger, I wanted to fight. To feel pain, to save people, but most of all I wanted to be a hero.

"Yeah look," I whispered and pointed my finger at the same car we saw at the diner. I guess Leah was right, whoever this Sam and Dean are, we are going to get some answers.

"I told you," Leah bragged and then we stashed our bikes in the woods. "Let's go."

We hide from view when we saw a man appear, he was tall and had a long trench coat blowing in the wind. But there was something else when he just appeared he had wings. They were white and fluffy and incredible, amazing, beautiful. Then they disappeared and one name came to my mind, Castiel. (I don't know how to spell his name.)

"That's the guy that held a knife to you," Leah informed me. "Maybe this was a bad idea. He wanted you dead."

"I'm not leaving," I told her. "You stay here I'm going in."

<<<<<<<<<Dean's POV>>>>>>>>

Cas entered the house and I wanted to shout at him, and that's what I did, "Okay Cas you have two seconds to return our memories!"

No reply. Nothing. Dang asshole answer me!

He hasn't even looked at me or Sam since he came in. What's wrong with him? "You okay Cas?" Sam asked, but I just rolled my eyes and fell down on the couch drinking down a beer.

"I'm fine Sam," he replied. Finally!

"So you going to give us our memories or not?" I yelled jumping up from the black warm couch.

"No."

"What do you mean no!" I screamed, "then way do you need us here?!"

"I need you to help me fine someone, actually two girls. Their names are Emma and Leah," Cas replied. And I don't know why but I got all tense when he said Emma's name.

"Why?" I asked my fingers formed a fist and I got mad.

"Because a war is starting Angles and Demons. And if we are going to win we need to have those girls on our side," his head glanced down. "They were the people in your memories I took."

"Why did you take our memories?" Sam asked and I was thinking the same thing.

"Because Sam, Emma and Leah are your family and if you knew you both would go after them," Cas explained.

Family? 

"What are you talking about Cas," I shouted.

"Dean Emma is your daughter and Sam Leah is yours," Cas announced.


WHAT?!


I'M A DAD?!




Then things got stranger at that moment the door bursts open and stood in the door's place was two teenage girls. One with ginger hair and the other with brown.

"Who are they?" Sam and I shout.

"Name's Emma," the ginger spoke.

"I'm Leah," the brown head told us.

"And we want answers!" They yelled at the same time.

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So I didn't update for a long time, but here's the next chapter. I haven't edited it so sorry if it has mistakes.

I'm only human or am I?

-TimeLord2000

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