Deans daughter

Chapter 10

When Sam arrived back he didn't mention anything about me running away, I guess he knew I didn't want to talk about it, and I was grateful for that.

I sat in my room, watching the television, today I was having a lazy day because I was getting sick of training everyday. Sam walked in and sat beside me, "are we going to talk about your little incident?" He asked me gently.

I shook my head, I didn't want to talk about it, I didn't even want to think about it. "What happened?"

"I don't want to talk about it, please just drop it."

He sighed and rested his hand on my knee, "don't do it again," he ordered.

I smiled and nodded gently, thank god he didn't force me to talk about it. I felt a tear begin to make its way out of my eye as he looked at me, he truly made me feel bad for trying to leave.

"I'm sorry,"I stated, close to tearing up. "Kid, it's okay, as long as you're back and you're safe then it's okay, because at least now I know that you Aren't okay and maybe I can help."

I felt a sigh of relief come out of my chest, Sam was honestly one of the best people you could ever meet. I felt one or two tears slide down my cheek and he quickly pulled me in for a hug, gently kissing me on the forehead. "Hey, don't cry, it'll be fine, you're fine, and most importantly you're safe," he whispered in my ear.

I soon fell asleep in his arms.

When I woke up I was lying in my room and I was alone. I could hear music being played and I knew that dean was awaked, and obviously in a good mood. I walked down the stairs and saw him dancing and listening to AC/DC. I bit back a laugh as I saw how into it he was getting.

"You nearly done?" I yelled over the music with a laugh, he shook his head and grabbed my hand, forcing me to dance with him. I started to laugh as we both ended up tripping and landing on the floor. "Well that didn't work" he said through his laughter. I shook my head with a smile.

"What are you doing on the floor?" Sam asked in a confused voice. "Dancing," dean answered casually. Sam gave us both odd looks and simply stepped over us, boy his legs were huge.

"Uhh anyway, dean I got a new case-"

"Nah, I might just hang around the bunker for the next couple of days, spend some quality time with my girl for a while," dean cut him off.

This caused Sam and I to give each other confused looks, but then I realized why he was doing this, he still felt guilty for me running away and he wanted to spend more time with me so I wouldn't do it again. I knew myself that I wasn't going to try that again as I had nearly died, but I guess he needed a bit more persuasion than just me saying it.

"Uh cool I'll just do it with Cass."

Dean nodded and watched sams body retreat into the kitchen. I looked at Dean's big grin and smiled, it was nice to see him happy, it was alone very rare.

I realized then how lucky I was to have him as a father. He really looked out for me and took care of me, even when I didn't know it.

"Look dad, as much as I appreciate you trying to take time off work to spend time with me and eat to know me better, you really don't need to, I'm not going to run off again, I could never do that to myself or my family again," I told him.

"Look I know that you don't need my protection, you can take care of yourself, sometimes, but I want to protect you, I never saw you as a 6- year -old and I never got to see you grow up. But I do have you now and I never want to lose you, and if that means taking a few days off work to make sure that your mental health is okay then I'm completely fine with that, because you'll be alright."

I felt a small tear slip out of my eye and I wiped it away quickly, not wanting him to realize that he had made me cry with his cute and short speech. "Thanks I guess."

He looked away awkwardly and a warm smile spread over my face, how could he be so innocent, yet have seen so many wise things to say and so immature but so serious at the same time, my father truly was a mystery to this earth.

And I was determined to figure him out.