Deans daughter

Chapter 2

I woke up to Sam and Dean arguing about something. Dean had moved to the front of the car again and I was now in the back by myself. "Sam we told him we'd be back by today, you know how he is, he'll be worried sick!" Dean shouted.

"We can't go back yet, were too close to finding this thing!" Sam growled. I yawned and stretched, causing both of them to look at me. "How long have you been awake for?" Sam asked worriedly. "Long enough to know I'm hungry," I mumbled. They both looked at each other and I smirked. "Can I have pie for breakfast!?"

Dean nodded and Sam just shrugged. "Yes, but after breakfast we're taking off, we have to head back to a friend of ours," he told me. Sam gripped the steering wheel tighter and glared at dean. "What? I need to see my friends!" Dean complained. I arched an eyebrow but shrugged.

A while later we pulled up at a café, dean ordered our food while me and Sam went to a table. "Sam?" I asked quietly. "Yes Ellie?"

"What are you looking for? When I woke up this morning I heard you talking about needing to find something."

"Ellie--"

"No, you're right I'm sorry for eavesdropping, please don't hurt me!"

"Umm what? I'm not going to hurt you Ellie, I was going to say it doesn't matter because we're not lookin. For it anymore, why would you think I'd hurt you?"

Dean walked over with two pies and a salad, "the moose wanted grass," he said, pointing at Sam and handing him his salad. I laughed quietly while he sat beside me. We ate our pies and got back into the car, now heading to their 'friend'

"So who is this friend?" I asked.

"A person," dean answered. "Well no, I thought it was an angel," I said while I rolled my eyes. "Then you were right," I heard Sam whisper. I ignored him as I felt confusion cloud my brain. Was Sam gay?

After a few hours we arrived at an old rusty building, we walked in while I coughed because of all of the dust. Suddenly a man was standing in front of us, he had black hair and a stubble. He stood tall in his trench coat, but not as tall as Sam. No one was that tall.

"Dean! I was worried about you, what took you so long? And hello Sam," he said while not noticing me. Dean cleared his throat before speaking. "Ellie, meet cas, Cas, meet my daughter," dean mumbled.

Cas stared at dean accusingly, "why didn't I hear about this before?" He uasked. "Because I didn't know."

"It's nice to meet you Ellie, I'm sure you'll fit In just fine here." Cas said kindly. I smiled at him and he turned to Sam, "Gabriel paid a visit, he wants to speak to you,"

Sam rolled his eyes and shrugged. "Who's Gabriel?" I asked. "Gabriel is a fellow angel," cas said. I stared at him weirdly and dean was quick to start speaking. "Cas, please, dial it down a little bit."

I laughed awkwardly while Sam laughed at us. "Glad you find this amoosing," dean joked. Sam glared at him and shrugged. "Ok, what's going on here? Staying in hotels? Angels? Always moving around? This crappy house!"

"Dean I think you should tel her," Cas said. "Thanks," dean mumbled.

"Umm Ellie, so Sam and I, we are umm, hunters. Of the supernatural, we kill demons and spirits and supernatural things I guess."

I shook my head, "you're crazy, you are a psycho." I stated. "Look, Ellie, do you think your mothers body above your head while you were in your crib in your nursery is a normal thing? Something had to kill her, something had to have done that," cas said.

"How did you know that!?"

"Like i said, I am an angel."

"T-that's impossible!" I yelled, running out of the house. Looked around and saw the house was in a field, in the middle of nowhere. I sighed and sat down on the grass. Why did this have to happen to me? Why couldn't I just have a normal life?