Supernatural Imagines{Completed}

Family Business

Warnings: set on the last episode of season ten, angst, swearing. Season 11 spoilers. (Kind of)

First Person

I cleaned up the piles of books and set them in there correct spot. Dean left me in a bloody mess, The Mark of Cain was the cause. The ring wrapped around my finger reminded me of my father.

My father is Death, one of the four horsemen. He gave me a ring and I kept it ever since I was young. Sure I have seen my father whilst the Winchesters were by my side. He knew my requests, I rather not have Sam and Dean look at me in fear. When they binded Death, I was also under their control. I kept quiet, until Cas broke the bond. He didn't seem to recognize me. Dad ate his fried pickle chips and I could only imagine what they tasted like. I got his sense in taste for deep fried food, or junk food in general.

I felt an energy surround me before I turned to see my father.

"Dad? What is going on?"

He held his sythe before setting it on the table.

"Terrance will be here soon to reap my soul. The eldest Winchester slaughtered me. You need to take my place."

"Dad, I-" a door interrupted me and he was gone. I grabbed the sythe running to my room. I hide it under the bed and see Dean in the doorway.

"What's under the bed sweetheart?" He grinned and I caught my breath. I stayed quiet and watched as he moved forward. His hands made their way to my waist and I flinch slightly. My eyes casted to his hands as they pulled away.

"Sorry Dean, I just- I don't know." I looked up. He nodded.

"No, uh don't worry about it, I understand." If only he understood what he did, how broken I was on the inside. It felt like every fiber in my body was being pulled. He left closing the door softly. I grabbed the sythe and sat on the bed. My fingertips grazing the sharp blade. I put it back and went back to the library.

Sam explained everything and how Dean killed Death. Sam held up the ring and I grabbed it, my eyes searching every nook and cranny.

"Can I keep the ring please, I know a safe box in the storage room. I organized this bunker while you two were gone."

"Sure, thanks for everything, this place looks amazing." Sam smiled and patted my shoulder before exiting the room. I put the ring on, the world surrounding me turning slightly darker than usual.

"Y/n, it is nice to see you again." Terrance smiled at me. I nodded and looked around.

"Well, let's get down to business." I stated, leaving everything behind me.

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I reached the garden, I saw Chuck stand and look at me, a smile gracing his features. Dean stood as well, not noticing what he could be staring at. I took off the ring and placed it in my pocket.

"Nice to finally formally meet you. Death has told me so much about you when you were younger."

"My father and you were good friends? He never told me you were God."

Chuck looked down before back up at me.

"You should have learned more about your father." It was my turn to look down.

"Wait, hold up, you mean to tell me you're Death's daughter? And you didn't give me a sign or even let me know?" Dean sternly glared at me.

"Dean, I know we have dated in the past but if I even mentioned any relation to death,you would have feared me or even found a way to kill me." Dean stayed silent before I continued. "I know what you are thinking too, but I didn't have a fucking choice. You of all people should know a thing or two about continuing the family business. After you killed my father, I had to step up to bat. Kill me if you must, because I won't fight back. I can't kill you Dean, you have more work to do." I turned to Chuck, "What is needed from me?"

"We need your help with Amara, my sister." He replied.