Deans daughter

Chapter 7

I looked out the window and moaned, we had been sitting in the car for hours. "When can I actually hunt something?" I groaned. "Never," both Sam and Dean stated at the same time. I rolled my eyes at them. "Oh come on, you guys get to have all the fun while I'm jut forced to sit in the car, it's been months, I'm ready."

Dean glared at me through the mirror, "You will never hunt, we're training you so you will be able to fight back."

Sam nodded in agreement as I rolled my eyes, how annoying could he be? If he could hunt why couldn't I?

As soon as we arrived back at the bunker I stormed into my room, I still hadn't decorated it so I decided that's what I would be doing until Sam and dean went on they're next hunt because next time I was going with them, if they wanted me to or not.

I then realized the ye reason I hadn't decorated my room was because I was lazy so then I just sat in bed and watched Netflix until I fell asleep.

I woke up to the smell of pancakes and groaned, I couldn't have any because I was ignoring Dean. I was just trying to prove a pint but I was really hungry so I just gave up and walked down the stairs.

As I walked into the dining room he looked at me with a raised eyebrow, "So you're done being stubborn now are you?" He asked me.

"Are you gonna let me hunt?" I snapped back. "No,"
"Then no, and I am NOT stubborn," I grumbled. He chuckled a bit at this and shook his head. 

He put a plate in front of me with two pancakes with Nutella on them, just the way I liked them.

Sam walked down the stairs a few minutes and eyed the chocolatey pancakes, "do you have any idea how unhealthy they are?"

"Do you have any idea how much I don't care?" I said back.

"Someone woke up in the wrong side of the bed," he snapped. I rolled my eyes and ate my pancakes.

When I was finished and cleaned up I got ready to go training, except this time I was training with Sam again, that would be difficult. I was beginning to miss cas, I hadn't seen him in weeks, was he okay?

I think my little obsession with him was over by then, because it was weird that I liked my dads best friend.

I walked out the front door and went to the forest behind the bunker that I was usually trained in and saw Sam was already there. He gave me a small smile which I simply ignored, he knew that I was mad at him and he knew why. All I wanted to do was hunt why wouldn't they let me?

"Look, the only way this is going to work is if you actually talk to me, why don't you tell me why you're so mad at me so we can sort this out?" He said to me.

"I want to hunt," I mumbled as I kicked a nearby pebble. He sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Are we really back to this again? We don't want you hunting because it's dangerous,"

"But-"

"No buts, you aren't hunting and that's final."

I huffed and sat down on a fallen tree that had formed itself into a bench. I felt him sit down beside me, "you know we just do this to protect you. Dean and I have lost nearly everyone that we care about, we don't want to lose you too. If something were to happen to you I don't think any of us would be the same. We're training you so you can defend yourself, not so you can hunt."

"What difference does it make, I'll be with the two of you, nothing bad will happen,"

"We won't always be able to protect you. Dean had a family once, Lisa and Ben. He loved them so much, but then he had to make Cas remove and memories they had of him, he can't lose any more of his family. He won't be able to handle it."

I nodded slowly and stood up, "let's just start training," I mumbled.

He smiled lightly and handed me a gun. "Okay, I'm really trusting you right now, I'm going to stand at the tree, and you are going to you're going to try and shoot as close to me as possible, without actually shooting me."

I shook my head, my eyes wide, "no!"

He stood up against a tree and I hit back a giggle when he was nearly the height of it. I aimed the gun a few inches above his head and watched as he flinched while the bullet hit the tree.

"I think you can do a bit closer than that," he stated with a smirk. I shook my head, "I'm not doing this Sam."

"Why? You think you're good enough to hunt so prove it."

I rolled my eyes once again aimed it at the tree, this time just below his ear. I pulled the trigger and watched as he flinched once again, "see, I knew you could do it," he stated, out of breath.

After a few more hours of training I noticed it was after getting rather dark. "Did you bring a torch?" I asked him.

"No, I didn't think we'd be out this late."

I nodded, well that's great. "Hey come on, I'll bring you back to the bunker," he told me after he saw how hesitant I was to stay out in the dark. I smiled gratefully at him and we headed back to the bunker.