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Chapter Twenty

(Honestly it feels like a right of passage when it happens🔝)

Dean looks around Millie's apartment for a second before deciding to see who this Millie really was. Dean starts in the living room only finding the pistol under the couch. He then moves into the kitchen finding a lot of salt for some reason as well as a revolver. Moving to the bathroom he finds a first aid kit as well as a hunting knife. He finally goes into her bedroom seeing the unmade bed, the shattered window with shards of wood and glass everywhere, as well as the blood spot he could imagine belonged to Millie. Beside it was a bend shotgun Dean picks it up and checks the ammo inside.
"Silver?" Dean muttered glaring down at the bullets with confusion before placing it on the bed. He then approaches the closet and carefully opens it not wanting to set anything off. He peers inside seeing nothing but clothes. He then proceeds to check under the bed and the drawers only to find nothing.
"What the hell?" He muttered and was about to turn and leave when something catches his eye. The sun that shone through the broken window illuminated the closet enough to where Dean could see something shinning slightly from behind the clothes. He makes his way over throwing some of the clothes onto the floor once he reached it.

He soon stops though as he looks at what is in front of him. On the back wall of the closet hung a weapons rack. Pistols, shotguns, rifles, you name it. All on the wall behind her clothes. Dean stepped into the closet, pulling out a few guns at a time and laying them out on her bed. In total their are five pistols, three revolvers, two shotguns, two rifles, a crossbow with about thirty bolts, five ninja stars, twelve throwing knifes, two machetes, and so much more. Seeing everything on the bed Dean's eyes widened slightly and he silently complemented Millie on how many weapons she could hide. Dean turns back to the closet for a second seeing a couple of books pressed against the wall underneath the weapon rack. He walks over and picks a few up.
"Ancient Greek mythology, The Gods Of the World, Supernatural Facts About Monsters." They where all books about the supernatural. Dean stops though once he gets to the last book. The leather cover was near perfect as well as the binding as if someone was taking care of it. Dean glances at the other books that where on the bed and walks over to them with the well kept book in his hand. Taking a glimpse down at the other books he finds that they are not as kept as the one in his hand. He flipped open the book to the first page the neat handwriting was the first thing Dean saw as well as the words. To me daughter.
"Does Millie have a kid?" Dean asked to no one as he starts to flip through it again.

Each page was filled with a supernatural creature as well as a very detailed drawing of them. Facts about werewolves Dean didn't even know about where in this book. He continued to flip through the pages until he got to the last bags with writing.
I hope you love this sweetheart. Love dad. The last two words were rushed as if he was in a hurry to get it done. The line leaving the word dad though was darker then the rest of it as if the man writing this was hit or something. Dean looks further down the page and finds faded splotches of red. Dean freezes for a moment and looks down at the last page for a few more seconds before shaking his head and closing the book.
"It all makes sense now." Dean spoke putting some of the stuff Millie had in a duffle bag. "Why she has all these guns around her apartment. Why she has a weapon wall and lore. Why she chose to protect Sam instead of herself." Dean spoke finishing putting as much stuff into the duffle before walking out of the bedroom. He stops though and looks at the Shifting Wolf before pouring some gas onto it and lighting it. He quickly makes his way to the front door but stops by the couch. He picks up the picture of Millie and the older male and quickly puts it into the duffle as well before closing the door and making his way out to baby.

He stands outside the door for a moment not knowing how he was going to explain this to Sam. He would've wanted to give her a proper funeral or something. He slowly makes his way down the hall the smell of blood lingered on his clothing as he thought about what had happened her the past few day. He was knocked out of his thoughts when his shoulder collided with something. He stagers a bit before looking up to see a man walking down the hall. Dean was about to say something when the fire alarm went off and the people left on the second floor came running out of their apart,Mets and down the stairs. Dean makes his way down as well and towards his beloved car. He opens the drivers side door and gets in.Dean takes a quick glance at his brother who was still taring himself up about what had happened about an hour ago.

"Listen." Dean spoke after briefing for thirty minutes in complete silence. Sam doesn't turn to his brother instead his gaze in on the photo of Millie and her dad in his hands.
"I need to tell you something about...Millie." The mention of her name made Sam look up at his brother who glances at him before returning his gaze to the road.
"What is it?" Sam asked making his brother let out a sigh.
"She was a hunter."

And the end of book one, Sorry if this chapter sucked but I wrote it at 3 in the morning so yeah lol. Anyway I hope you guys like this book. This series with probably have three books and I'm putting them all in this one so you guys can just read on. Anyway hope you guys are staying safe. I will see you in the next chapter. Buh Bye!