My Supernatural Life.

Shhh... It's a Secret

It's about 3:00 am and Abigail is about a month and a half old. She is a sweet baby, but right now I am going on about 3 hours of sleep and I'm at the end of my rope. We are sitting in the kitchen. I am feeding Abby when I'm taken back to the time I was in 'Heaven' with Charlie. I was thinking about when I found out that I was a Nephilim. I hadn't been able to comprehend what that meant. I had to try to figure it out and I had to tell someone soon because if I didn't I was going to explode. Bobby walked into the kitchen about 45 minutes later.

"How are my girls doing?" He asked.

"We are tired and hungry, but other than that we are great." I said smiling at Bobby.

"That's normal for a mama and her baby." Bobby said walking into his office with a cup of coffee.

"Bobby, can I talk to you about something?" I asked walking over to the office .

"Sure thing, sweetheart." He said. "What's going on."

"I don't know how to tell you this..." I said sitting down in one of Bobby's big chairs holding Abby who was almost asleep.

Bobby looked over at me from the book that he was reading. "What is it, Kelly?"

"Bobby, I think I went to heaven when I was in the hospital. I saw Charlie. He was 2 and a half. He showed me my life. He... he... he showed me my mom." I said.

"You mean the woman who beat you from the time you were an infant?" Bobby asked.

"I did see her, but she wasn't my real mom." I said, "My real mom was an angel. So I guess that, that means that I am a Nephilim. I am not natural." Tears started to roll down my cheeks.

"Baby girl, we will figure this out."

"Abby and I aren't human, Bobby. I could be classified as a monster. We kill monsters Bobby."

"Kelly, you and Abigail are not monsters. You are the farthest thing from a monster. You are kind to generally everyone you meet. You are taking care of this beautiful baby girl." He said taking Abby out of my arms. "You love with everything that you have and I could never think of you as anything else except my daughter who I raised from the time she was 10 years old. Go shower and relax. I've got this little 'angel'." Bobby said.

I kissed Abby on the head and Bobby on cheek. "Thank you, daddy." I said, as I walked up the stairs and went straight to the bathroom to take a hot shower to relax. I got dressed in jeans, one of my AC/DC shirt, and one of Dean's flannels. I walked down the stairs and went straight to Bobby's office. There I found him rocking Abby in his arms.

"Bobby, what would I do without you?" I asked.

"You would be kicking ass and taking names." He said. "And to top it off you would be taking care of your beautiful baby girl."

I took Abby back upstairs and got her ready. It was 5:30 now and she would go down for a nap in about an hour. Then I was going to try to take a nap too. I did and I passed out. When I got up I was surprised to see that Abby wasn't in her crib. I panicked.

"Bobby?!" I called down the stairs. "Where is my baby."

I turned into the kitchen and saw a smiling baby being held in the arms of my dad. It melted my heart. I leaned against the doorway.

"Why did you let me sleep so long, Bobby?" I asked.

"You were so tired this morning I just thought that you needed the rest. So, I took it upon myself to let you sleep." He said. "Plus, I wanted to spend so time with my granddaughter"

"Thank you, dad." I said walking over to him and taking my baby into the living room to sit and watch some TV.

The days went by and I was doing some research with Bobby about Nephilim and what that meant for me. We decided that we wouldn't bring it up with any of the angels that we know just incase that would put me and Abby in danger. Abby has been growing and growing. She was like a weed. She had light brown hair and big green eyes. She looked just like her dad. Every time I looked into those green eyes I thought about Dean. We hadn't seen the guys in about a month and I was missing Dean like crazy. I wanted to tell him. I was just scared to tell him that I wasn't human. I didn't know what he was going to do. I was having this very conversation with Bobby. It was Saturday afternoon and Abby had just gotten up from her nap.