A FEW HOURS LATER
"Okay you guys need to tell me what the hell is going on." Sierra was fuming, she hated being lied to, being treated like she was weak, "Sam!" She yelled at him.
He glanced over to Dean who shot Sierra a look from the driver's seat of the impala as they pulled up at a cabin a few miles into the woods. Jodie stood by the front door as she watched the three of them get out of the car.
"Are you just gonna ignore me?" Sierra shouted waving her arms at the two brothers as they walked round to the back of the car and pulled out the body of the still unconscious man from the boot.
"Sam?" Dean looked over to him, "Maybe you should give her the talk."
Sam hesitated, "Dean we can't."
"Oh for christ's sake Sammy, she's already up to her neck in it when she's with us anyway!" Dean exclaimed as he half lifted half dragged the now groaning body of the man up the steps to where Jody stood with the door half open.
Sam shook his head, "Dean-"
"Okay look if you guys won't tell her I will because she deserves to know what's going on." Jody suddenly shouted over the top of them both before anyone could say anything else.
Sam watched in vain as Jody placed an arm around Sierra's shoulder's, walking away from them both as Jody explained everything.
Sam and Dean proceeded to chain the man to some hooks above the fireplace in the cabin.
"Sam, i know you want to protect her but she needs to know," Dean sighed, "She'd find out sooner or later anyway."
"Doesn't mean she has to know yet, we could've dealt with these werewolves and then-"
"And then what?" Dean exclaimed, "Goddamnit, you're always telling me how hiding things from you only makes everything more complicated, so why the hell would you hide things from her?"
Sam fell silent and continued to restrain the man.
It was a few more minutes before Jody returned with Sierra whose face was pale, yet Sam could make out the anger in her expression.
The man groaned from behind Dean and all four of them turned to watch him.
"Where the hell am I?" He grunted as he pushed himself into a sitting position,
"I don't think you're in any position to ask the questions here." Sam responded, his anger matching that which Sierra could feel rising inside of her.
They had lied to her, everyone had lied to her. Sam, Dean, Jody, her family, everyone.
The man's eyes fell on Sierra and he snarled, "You little bitch, you wait until i'm out of these you-"
Dean cut him off with a quick blow to the jaw and his head shot to one side. He grunted and spat blood as he turned back to face them.
"How do you know this guy?" Sam asked, turning to Sierra, but before she could respond the man laughed.
"I'm her father boy." He smirked and Sierra clenched her fists, ready to pounce on him but Jody grabbed her arm as she tried to rush forwards.
"And what the hell do you think has ever qualified you for that title." She spat at him,
And both Sam and Dean looked between her and her father.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Dean asked, slightly angrily,
"Because he's nothing to me. I'd rather be shot than go anywhere near the man." Sierra retorted, her eyes narrowing at her father who just laughed back at her.
