My Daily Life Diary

Random Story

This is a random one shot/story that's been stuck in my head for like over a month.  Its a supernatural fanfic but I hope you still like it. POV is from the main character who I have made up and is mine.  Warning:  swear words used!

One minute I'm with my best friend Kim the next,  I feel myself crash into some objects slide and fall into what I think is the ground. Before I do hit the ground I hear smashing of class and someone shout "Son of a bitch!?!"  And "Holy shit!!"  Then I assume I black out.

I wake up with a splash of water to the face and I immediately start coughing and spluttering.  "Morning sleeping beauty"  a voice says I turn my head in the direction of the voice but I can't see.  My long blonde hair (which is now brown because of being wet)  is in the way and I realize I can't move it because I'm tied to a fucking chair?!?  I pull at the rope to try to get away but its no use it's too tight. "What's going on?"  "Where am I?!"  "Let me go!"  I yell all at once.  Panic was setting in which I wasn't used to.  I was always call under pressure but not now.  I heard footsteps closer to me and tensed up "You tell us" the voice was closer I could tell it was a males voice.  Wait.  Did he just say us?!?  More than one kidnapper?  How'd then get me?  I couldn't remember. Then my hair is pulled harshly from my face and I look into the eyes on my kidnapper.  He has short dirty blonde almost brown spiked hair with green eyes.

What made me even more scared was those beautiful eyes were stone cold.
Then another man walked in this one was taller by 2-3 inches I guessed with long brown hair and hazel eyes.

He looked at me then at the other man. I now notice my breathing is out of rhythm and how I can't seem to get enough of it. Panic attack. I cursed myself I can't have one of these right now! Both were wearing worn out jeans and plaid shirts but different colors. The taller one looked at me when I tried to take a deep breath but ended up gasping even more to where it was noticeable. He looked to the shorter one "Don't look at me like that, Sam! I didn't do anything to her!" The man I knew now as Sam cocked and eyebrow "She's soaked, Dean" him referring to my hair and clothes.

I was wet,cold, scared and was alone tied up god knows where with two strange men. That thought did not help my breathing. Now Dean was staring at me too. Did I just see concern flash in his cold eyes? I was shaking now too from the panic attack or the cold water I didn't know. Sam step toward me and placed his had on my knee and looked me square in the eyes. I didn't look away. Dean grabbed Sam's shoulder " Sam, what do you think your doing!?! She could be dangerous!" Sam was undoing the rope I was tied with "She's having a panic attack" that's all he said yet it seemed that Dean understood. When the rope fell to the floor so did I coughing and wheezing with such force I thought I'd vomit or pass out. I flinched when a hand touched my shoulder I looked to see Sam kneeling next to me "Where are your meds?" I knew he was referring to my bottle of medicine for my panic attacks. I only shook my end I didn't have it, it was at home where ever home is at this point. Everything started to spin and I blacked out once more.

I woke up with a start as I felt something be laid across me. I looked down with a sigh as I noticed it was just a blanket. Sam was there too "Sorry I didn't mean to wake you" and he sounded sincere. I notice a worn looking cord around his neck and it looks every familiar "Where did you get your necklace, if don't mine me asking?" He smiled at me "Well that's a long story. I gave it to my brother when we were young for Christmas." I looked up in surprise "Dean? The guy from before?" I asked to which he nodded.  I was silent for a moment and reached into the neck of my shirt and pulled out the same necklace.

He looked at me wildly "How is this possible?" I already knew I was not in the right timeline or year."What's the date?" He looked confused before he answered "March 13, 2017" I got off the sofa I had been laying on "This can't be happening!"   He was shocked at my outburst "I wanna go home! I don't belong here! This isn't my timeline!" Dean entered then. "Sam?" He asked to make sure everything was alright.
They told me to sit back down and to calm down and tell them everything. Sam told Dean about the necklace. I told the my date of birth and where I livid. "My name is Jessica Winchester and I'm 13 years old" They looked like I was speaking a different language "That's not possible we don't have a sister" Dean stated. I shook my head "Not a sister, a daughter" I explained and again there was silence. "How come you didn't recognized us?" I sigh I didn't I really didn't want to tell them this part. I swallow many times before I say "Your both dead" I whisper with pain in my voice and across my face. "It happened shortly after I was born, very really got to meet either of you" Sam looked at me "So your Dean's kid?" I sighed and smiled at the same time. I could heard the disappointment in his voice. I remember mom telling me he wanted nothing more than a normal life. I pulled the necklace off walked over and did the same to my dad, I put MY necklace over his head to rest on his chest. Then walked over to Uncle Dean and put the one my dad was wearing around his neck "I believe this belongs to you."  Dean looked at it then at me and I smiled again " Read the back of it" I said looking at Sam who looked confused. "To my.....beautiful .....Jessica" he choked on the words and a tear fell from my eye. He immediately got off the sofa and swung me up into his strong arms "Daddy" I whimpered oh god how I missed him. It's a feeling not many people understand, to miss someone you've never met, that you have no memories of. I'm sobbing now loudly and I don't care if anyone hears. My arms are wrapped around his neck and my legs are around his waist with one of his arms supporting me. I was on the thinner side and short while dad was muscular and very tall. I felt at home for the first time in my whole life in his arms, I finally knew what my mom meant when she had said she felt at home with him. I pulled my face back from the nape of his neck and held a hand for my Uncle. He looked at me and rolled his eyes "One chick flick moment please, Uncle Dean?" I gave him "the puppy eyes" and he cracked "Alright" he stood up and when he was close I hopped into his arms without warning. Regardless he caught me easily just like I knew he would. "I love you" I confidently told and hugged him tightly. Then turned to my dad "Both of you."

For what I didn't tell them was I had been six when my dad died. I had lived with Dean for a few months after but he took the dead hard and in the end it killed him. I had barely any memories of them and mom never talked about it. Dad had named me Jessica Moore after a girl at college he loved. (Part of the show in season one) but she had died at age 21 after a demon pinned her to the ceiling and set her on fire in their apparent. Dad never got over it and mom knew that. Dad had LOVED Jessica but he cared for my mom too. But dad and dean killed the demon way before I was born but the demon had a brother and he killed my mom about three months ago. So in my timeline I was alone. Yes, I had friends but I was always worried I would be putting them in danger. After all I am a Winchester.

To be continued?

I put pictures in to help you guys understand since I know most of you don't watch the show. Well should I continue? Did y'all like it? Let me know

~Katie~