Ch. 1: The New and the Lost

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It has been six months since life started to suck for all of us. After the news broadcast we all got really worried, our normal cases became less frequent and what we did was so rough. It got so bad that Alfie, Kevin, and Henry don't leave with us. They stay in the bunker to do research for us while we stay on the road. Generally its me, both my dads, and Uncle Sam in the Impala with the rest of the group in a different vehicle. Right now Uncle Sam and Castiel (Usually I just say there names so we don't get confused, but when only one or the other is around I call them dad.) are talking about the last case being 'to easy' when in reality for me and Dean obviously it wasn't that easy. We are going back to the hotel to rest. We are all tired. We are back at the hotel and we go to our rooms, we had to get three of them cause of how many of us there are. Me, Charlie, and Meg all share one; Sam and Garth share one; and Cas and Dean got one. Entering the room I say "Uncle Sam and Castiel seem to think this was easy." I plop onto my bed that me and Charlie share, Meg gets her own. Charlie sits next to me rubbing her arm muscles "Yeah right? That easy? If that was easy then I should get a raise for the hard ones" We laugh even Meg does stripping off her jacket and over shirt heading to the bathroom "I am gonna take a long hot bath." She mumbles locking the door.

*Flashback:Christmas the previous year*  

I wake up really early. It Christmas! I run into my parents room -They moved Castiel's stuff in there soon after we brought them home.- They are cuddled together, its so cute seeing Dean holding Castiel like he could disappear, even while they sleep. I jump on the bed like a little kid on my knees next to them where the bed is empty, because of how close they are. "Daddy! Wake up! Come on! Dad" I say shaking them both. I am acting like a small child I know, but this is my first Christmas with my real family. Dean is the first to respond "Child what are you doing up this early?" He lightly mumbles not really moving or opening his eyes. "It's Christmas morning, please wake up." I say trying to sound pouty but I laugh ruining it. Dean smiles and Castiel turns over pulling in between him and Dean making a cuddle sandwich. "Go back to sleep little one. I still need rest and as you can now see the bed is warm and comfortable." He states like Dean not opening his eyes. They squish me even more and I giggle cause they tickle me a little. "Daddy, stop. That tickles." 

Uncle Sam hears me scream I guess because he comes rushing in, laughing as soon as he sees what is happening. The Winchester brothers share a look and Sam joins into the tickle fight happening. "Is little Destiny ticklish?" He mocks laughing with my dads. "Yes, okay stop. I wanna open my presents. Please Uncle Sam, make them stop." I say while laughing every other word. They all stop and get off the bed. I can finally breath. "Okay, lets go open presents." Dean says lifting me off the bed like I weighed nothing. I kiss all three of their cheeks and bounce out of the room. They all chuckle and begin talking about something.

We had a Secret Santa party so that everyone got something and it wasn't to expensive. I got a book that we didn't have on Angels. Sam got a pair of moose ears. Dean got a pie -it was homemade-. Castiel got a new suit -it looked just like the old one though-. Kevin got a new-ish computer. Garth got a hat -according to Uncle Sam it looked similar to Uncle Bobby's-. Henry and Alfie both got new journals. Meg got a new knife blessed to kill demons instantly -how ironic hahaha-. Charlie got a cute top -That was me-. We had lunch and just chilled for the day then around 7 we had a big dinner that me, Dean, and Castiel made together. 

When we were all sitting trying to not think about tomorrow when we would be going back to stressing over the unknown threat -Even Chuck didn't know what it was-. Crowley showed up out of nowhere. "Hello all. Fancy a chat with the King of Hell?" I got up from my position -legs on Kevin and head on Charlie with Meg by her playing with my hair-. "What do you want Crowley?" Meg says not really looking up, Everyone else -including me- are standing. "Wanna know what has been going bump in the night? Well besides me that is." He says looking at me the whole time. "Yeah, but how would you know?" "Never mind that child. Let me just say that her name is Amara, and she is the Darkness. That thing that was released when we removed the Mark from your daddy's arm." He said pointing to Dean who has instinctively moved where me and Castiel are behind him.  Dean looks away from everyone, he has the face that means 'do not mess with me right now' I grab his arm and he looks at me, his eyes show sadness unlike his facial features. "It's okay dad, it isn't your fault." I whisper where only he hears me, he nods but I can still see he his upset. "Well now that you know I am leaving. Goodbye maybe next time, I will get a more warm welcoming yes?" Crowley speaks up after some silence for a few minutes. 

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