Resurgence

Chapter 9

Unfortunately I do not own Supernatural, and apparently I don't own a watch either because it's been a long ass time since I updated this story.
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C A R S O N
W I N C H E S T E R

Before me were two men who I had never once laid my eyes on. "Who the hell are you people? Where is my mom?" I say and their eyes widen.

" What the hell do you-"

"Who are you people? I just want my parents. " The first man looks disheveled, and his jaw is dropped as if he's not believing a word I'm saying.

"But - I'm your father" The shorter one continued to say, and the larger man seemed almost too in awe to speak.

"No you're not." I say angrily. I'm beginning to grow frustrated with these men's accusation.

"Fine then" the tall man finally speaks up "who's your father."

The two men eye me wearily as I say "Wish I could tell ya. He's some scumbag who left my mom. He's probably lying in a ditch right now"

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D E A N
W I N C H E S T E R

Innocence. That's all I could see when I looked at her. I wanted to shout and scream and punch and kick, but no matter how much damaged I caused I realized that I will never be able to keep her safe. I would never be what she needed.

They took her numerous times and I couldn't even begin to do shit about it. "Stay here" I tell Sam.

With that I left the room in a hurry and entered an empty hallway. "Cas? Castiel get your feathery ass down here."

I was fuming, and almost passed out from utter exhaustion when I felt a presence behind me. Cut up, bruised, and somewhat defeated is Castiel. "The hell happened to you?"

"She is alive isn't she?" He spoke. "Because believe me her kidnappers are not."

I couldn't help but feel gratitude, but before I could show it, I pushed it to the back of my mind to make room for more important matters. "Yeah she's alive. With a lack of memory of Sam or I or anything after her mothers death."

"Well I suppose that I could fix tha-"

"No." I spoke "I need to speak with you"

"What?" He seemed confused.

"Her powers are gone Castiel." I said "Ever since she was resurrected- or whatever the hell happened- she's no longer a cambion."

"Well while I suppose rare maybe duri-"

"What I'm saying is... I've been thinking." I cut him off "She's normal. She's a kid. She isn't a cambion, and if we leave her then what the hell would the demons want with her."

"Leave her? Dean, what are you trying to suppose?"

"Her mom- uh- her mom had to have had family right? A sister maybe brother? Listen Cas, everytime I think Carson's actually safe, we lose her. I can't keep going in circles with this. She's in danger because of us- because of me. I can not live with the guilt of her death being my fault- not again. This is what she needs."

"What she needs is her fa-" he attempts to intervene.

"What she needs is normality." I state. "She was given a second chance, no body ever gets that and I intend to make that chance worth it. Everyday she is with us she's put in danger."

"Dean it seems you brought me here not to prove this point to me but to yourself." Castiel sighs.

"I just- she's a part of me yknow. She's my kid, she's a lot like me- almost identical, and when I go- I just- I can't go back. For her sake." I say, and soak in both Castiel and my words.

"Dean it seems your mind has already been made up" He says staring at the door to the room where Carson lays.

"I just- I need to talk to Sam."

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Well hello there, I haven't updated in quite a while and then sort of drop a bomb on the plot. No hard feelings, right?

Anyways I want you guys to know that this is sort of the beginning of the end. I want to complete this book, and honestly I've just been staring at it in my library for quite sometime.

I apologize and do hope to be able to complete this. Thanks.

- Casey