At My Breaking Point

Chapter 9

Chapter 9:

While Dean and Cas went to go prepare for the summoning for the angel, Sam went to go check on his daughter and his niece. He knew that when Skylar woke up she was going to be pissed off. He had left when Skylar had been fairly young, so she had only a hand full of memories of him and her mother. But now that he was back things were going to be a lot different.

Dean knew more about his child then he did.

When Sam opened to door to Skylar's room he almost had to look again at what he saw. Skylar was tossing and turning as if she was having a nightmare and Amelia was by the side of the bed. Trying to calm Skylar down and by the looks of it she wasn't having much luck. When Amelia saw him enter the room she took a step back and faced her uncle. Sam thought once again that she looked like Dean for a split second. She looked okay but if you saw the look in her eyes it was enough to let you know she wasn't okay. She was worried.

It reminded him of Dean and him when they hunted without their father.

Sam hurried over to the other side of the bed and put his hands on Skylar's shoulders, giving her a slight shake and that's when Skylar decided she was gonna shoot straight up out of the bed. Scaring Sam and Amelia who was still in the room with them. Skylar took a look around the room as if she didn't know where she was. When her eyes landed on Sam, they went wide as she took a slid back against the headboard. Amelia came up beside Skylar and put a hand on her shoulder. Skylar turned and faced Amelia.

"Is that really him or did I just hit my head harder than I thought?"

Sam flinched at the sound of his daughter's voice; it was a cross between anger, hurt, and disbelief that her father was really him.

"It's really him Skylar."

"It can't be Emmie, he left 10 years ago."

"It's really him."

Sam stayed silent, watching as Skylar shook her head. He watched as Skylar stood up out of the bed, leaning against the wall for support. But then he watched as she slowly slid down until she was sitting on the floor, her back against the wall. Amelia bent down and whispered something to Skylar, too soft for Sam to hear. Amelia stood back up and walked out the door, closing it behind her. Leaving Sam and Skylar alone in the room together. Amelia was going to find out what her dad was doing while her uncle and cousin and sorted out their relationship as father and daughter.

Skylar was having a rough day to start out with. She had went to school with her cousin, meet something that had pitch black eyes and threw her against a wall when she yelled at it for hurting her cousin. That's when the dreams started, right when she had fully hit the floor and blacked out.

Skylar was in a room she didn't recognize. There was a crib in the room, along with a rocking chair in the corner and a mobile hanging over the crib. She started to take a step forward toward the crib to see what was in it when she heard the voices. It sounded like a female but then she heard what sounded like a young child's voice as well. She took a step back into the corner and watched as a woman in a white night gown came in carrying what looked to be a young boy.

The woman was talking to the boy, who was probably her son. He had to be at least four.

"Let's say good night to your brother Dean"

Skylar's eyes widened at the name of her uncle, but she didn't make a sound and watched on. The women leaned down into the crib and Skylar took a step forward. She saw a baby inside the crib. She heard the women whisper,

"Good night Sammy"

She watched as the women turned around. She thought the women had seen her but calmed down when the women sat the boy on the ground and watched as Dean ran toward the man that had shown up in the doorway.