[RE-WRITING] The Righteous Man's Daughter {Dean Winchester's Daughter}

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I couldn't open my eyes when I first woke up. Through the groggy feeling I could hear Dean and Sam having a conversation. "What are we gonna do when she wakes up, Dean? She almost died,"

"I don't know yet," Dean says. I could almost picture in my mind the look of defeat on his face. One of them let's out and sigh and footsteps walk closer.

"Look, I know it's hard. We'll just have to cross this bridge when we get to it." Sam says. It's coming sooner than you think.

"There shouldn't even be a bridge to cross, Sam!" Dean says angrily. I flinch, not expecting the outburst. The room is silent and I try opening up my eyes once more. They open just barely before the bright light in the pure white room basically blinds me. I groan, closing my eyes again. I knew the light was on, but I didn't expect it to be that bright. "I'll go get the doctor," I hear Dean mumble before a door opens and closes.

"Ava," Sam speaks quietly. I lift my arm up, shielding my eyes trying to fully open my eyes. I tube lightly whacks my face as I blink, trying to get my eyes to adjust quicker. I glance over and see a needle sticking in my forearm, pumping a red substance that was probably blood. I squint as I turn my head to look at Sam. I smile weakly.

"Hi," I say softly, my throat feeling almost as dry as a summer day's humidity. I cough and put my hand to my throat in some false hope that would soothe it. Sam reaches to a table by the door and grabs a cup, handing it to me. I lift my head up and drink greedily. When I finish, I hand it back and mumble a thanks.

"So, erm, quick warning for you, Dean was angry and really worried so he's gonna be moody when he comes back," Sam explains. As I nod in understanding, the door opens, revealing Dean and a woman in a white lab coat and scrubs with monkeys printed on them.

Dean doesn't look me in the eyes as the doctor introduces herself and explains what they were doing before I could leave in the morning. "Does that sound okay with you, Avalin?"

"Yeah, yeah, sounds good," I say uncomfortably, glancing between Dean and Doctor Samson a few times. She nods and exits the room, leaving me with Dean and Sam. Angry and calm, or at least that's what I expected.

Sam was the first to speak, "What were you thinking, Ava? Going off by yourself in the middle of the night like that?"

"I- I wanted to show you guys I could be a hunter." I answer, not wanting to tangle myself in a web of lies.

"So me telling you that you can't means nothing to you, then?" Dean shouts, finally looking at me. I flinch at his volume and his words. "You didn't even leave anything telling us where you were! Do you know how scared we all were?"

"I'm-"

"No, I don't think you are sorry. You have angels, demons, and leviathan after you and you thought that you could go off to some abandoned hotel and fight a djinn by yourself! How stupid are you?" Dean's words hurt. I was prepared for him to lecture me, but I wasn't prepared for him to call me stupid. I look down at my hands, twiddling my fingers.

In my peripheral, Sam stands up, putting a hand on Dean's shoulder. "Dean, you need to calm down before you say something else you don't mean."

Dean mumbles a barely audible "Fine," and the door to the hallways opens and slams shut, making me jump. Sam turns towards me with a frown.

"You know he didn't mean it, right?" He asks quietly.

"Maybe he's right, though." I mumble. "I was a complete idiot."

"Hey," Sam sits in the chair to the side of the bed. "He's just scared. He doesn't know how to show it. Dean doesn't know how to show his feelings very well. Don't ever think that you're the problem here. You aren't." He offers me a smile. "He just needs to cool down, then he'll come back, okay?"