Finding Grace

Chapter 19

     Grace's phone rings as she pulls her hair into a ponytail. She snatches it up and holds it to her ear after answering, "Agent Grace Walker-"
       "Hey Grace," a familiar gruff voice chimes.
       "Hey Dean. Thanks for leaving me again."
       "That was Sam's idea-"
       "Wait-what?"
       "Grace, the Sam you saw and told your his daughter to wasn't really Sam-"
       "A shifter-?"
        "No," Dean sighs over the phone, "he was soulless."
        "What...?"
       "He didn't have a soul, but I got it back. Grace, he doesn't remember you telling him you're his kid."
       Grace almost drops her phone before feeling her body well up with anger and sadness. She can't respond. "Grace? Grace?" He asks and she shakes her head.
       "Yeah, still here. Uhm, That sucks."
      "At least next time you see us, you'll see the true reaction."
      "Yeah...yeah. But what about your reaction?"
      "I'll fake it," he scoffs,"I'm still surprised."
      "I bet, Uncle Dean."
      Dean groans on the other side, making Grace giggle. "Guess I'll see you soon?"
      "Yeah, maybe."
      "Later, Winchester."
      "Later, Grace." He hangs up and Grace turns around, feeling static.
       "Cin." She mumbles and Cin is there, leaning against the wall.
       "Hey there, Gracie." Cin waves her fingers at Grace.
      "Why are you here?" Grace fixes her flannel as Cin crosses her arms.
      "Checking in. Have you thought about it? It's been close to a month."
      "I've decided...that I'm going to let you join. I need the company."
      Cin's eyes flicker to black in excitement, "Seriously?"
      Grace nods and Cin smiles to her, "Awesome."

     Cin and Grace travel around, finding new cases and hunting down monsters while running from the angels above for a few months together.
      Then, as Grace walks out of the grocery store, she sees the sleek black hot rod in the parking lot. She pushes the groceries into Cin's arms before rushing over to the car. She feels her heart fill with joy as she runs her fingertips along the rim of the car. "What are you doing, sweetheart?" A gruff voice says as Grace turns around, seeing Dean.
        His expression changes from upset to fond. "Grace, you cut your hair." Dean says as he admires Grace's, now, layered bob.
       "Didn't want the monsters giving me a hard tug," Grace looks at her hair then to Dean while he scoffs.
      "Tell your dad that." Dean says and the conversation grows silent.
      "Where is he?" Grace asks after a few seconds.
       "He just got arrested along with Bobby and Cas."
       "What the hell happened?"
      "Yeah," A sterner voice says from behind Dean, "What the hell happened?"
      "Cin," Grace sighs and Dean turns and looks to her, "sorry."
"Cin? Is she..?" Dean looks between them.
"No, we aren't just...helping each other out. Dean, Cin. Cin, Dean Winchester, my uncle."
Cin shakes Dean's hand and smiles crookedly, "so you're Dean Winchester."
"Yep, That I am." He let's go of her hand, shaking it.
"I've heard lots about you."
"What is she?" Dean says, looking back to Grace.
"She's....a demon-"
Dean mutters a 'god damn it' in there.
"But she ran off from hell!"
Dean sprawls his arm in the air, "fantastic! Now you're going to die."
"Oh cry me a river, jackass. I can't die!"
The silence sets into the cool air. "What do you mean?" Dean asks, looking upset yet off.
Grace sighs and steadies herself in her place, "We were on a hunt together. Demons. One of them had an angel blade. I attacked the one with the angel blade knowing it could kill Cin. He got me a few times. Sure, it hurt but it healed instantly.
"Then...the demon got me. Right in the chest. I thought I was a goner. I collapsed on the ground in the dull feeling. Yet, I lifted up and pulled it out to feel fine. I got up and stabbed the demon in the back as the wound healed."
Grace crosses her arms awkwardly and watches dean's expression. He still seems pissed. "You going to tell your dad about that?"
"I would if he knew he was my dad, which he does not. Now he's in jail."
"I'm getting him back, okay? Don't worry."
"You'd better."
"How about you follow me in your car to the police station?"
Grace looks to her friend who nods in agreement. Grace looks back to Dean and he claps his hands once, "alright, let's go."
Grace and Cin head back to their car and hop in. "So, Dean is you uncle." Cin smirks to her as Grace starts up the car.
"Yep."
"And your dad is-"
"Sam. Yep."
Grace puts the car in drive and follows after the sleek impala.

{A/N: It's probably been a year since I last uploaded on this story, but here you go. }