Deans daughter

Chapter 23

My eyes blinked open and I immediately spotted the teenage boy sitting on my couch watching me.

My eyebrows furrowed when I took in jack sitting on my couch, what was he doing in my room?

"Finally you're awake," he mumbled as he took a seat at the edge of my bed.

He looked at me with sadness in his eyes and I felt like crying just watching him taking in my appearance.

I just wanted to touch him, I wanted to hug him, I wanted to talk to him for hours on end like we used to, but I couldn't do any of those things.

He gently moved a wisp of my hair and tucked it behind my ear.

"I was so worried about you, these last three months, you don't even understand. None of us got much sleep, we wouldn't give up until we found you, especially dean, he nearly drove himself insane trying to find you. But would you look at that, you're back."

I looked at him as he smiled and couldn't help but smile too, he just had such an innocent face.

"Are the rest of the boys sleeping?" I asked, I was hoping they were, by the sounds of it they really needed the sleep, just like i did.

"Well no, but they did, it's just they didn't sleep quite as long as you."

I looked at him quizzically, "how kind did I sleep for?" I asked.

"Two days."

My eyes widened, how had I slept for two days?

"Are you hungry?" He asked me. I nodded as I realized I had a Pain in my stomach, as I had only been Fed three times from my whole duration of being with Lucifer.

He told me he would go get dean to make me something and he would be back soon but it then occurred to me that he didn't know it was his father who had kidnapped me, not unless one of the guys had told him which I highly doubted.

Was I supposed to tell him?

I heard his footsteps return and I smiled gently at him as he took his seat beside me again, "he's buying you a pie," Jack said with a laugh. I rolled my eyes with a giggle, I was honestly not surprised that he would get me that.

It was a treat for both of us as we both had an unhealthy obsession with pie.

My excitement didn't go passed jack who laughed at me.

After a while of us talking about anything and everything, Dean walked in holding two pies with a grin on his face.

"I figured since you probably haven't eaten in a while you wouldn't want to share your pie with me so I just got both of us pies!" He exclaimed.

A squeal of excitement escaped from my lips as he placed the pie in front of me with a knife and fork and took a seat beside me, tucking into his own pie.

I looked at Jack who seemed genuinely confused, obviously he just didn't understand the Winchester love of pie.

I slowly lifted my arm and winced, my cut was still quite sore but it wasn't sore enough to stop me from eating my pie.

Dean watched me with worry in his eyes, but I quickly reassured him when I took a forkful of pie and shoved in my mouth. As the flavor overwhelmed my taste buds I couldn't stop myself from moaning, it tasted amazing.

"Oh my god I missed pie," I mumbled, more to myself but dean heard me.

He laughed at me and I smiled, I had missed him.

As he watched me eat my pie I noticed a smile on his face.

Dean

As I sat there looking at her I couldn't but feel like I was on top of the world. I had finally gotten her back. I just wish I had found her sooner.

We talked for hours on end about anything that we were thinking about. But I still felt bad, looking at her and seeing her in bed, suffering just made me regret ever letting her out.

She was never leaving the bunker alone again.

Never.

As she finished up her pie I grabbed the box off of her and threw it out, putting her fork and knife into the dishwasher.

"Who is she?" Sam asked me, I shrugged, "she seems like she's doing okay, I mean after everything she seems emotionally fine. But I know she's not okay, she's just acting for our benefit, we just need to be there for her right now because she's going to break down sooner or later, and one of us had to be around when she does," I explained.

He nodded, clenching his jaw, "I'm gonna go talk to her," he told me. I nodded and watched him walk into her room.

I was just praying that she would be alright. I hated seeing her in pain.

And for some reason she always was.

I sat down on the couch and cracked open a bottle of beer, bringing it up to my lips and taking a swig out of it.

I raised my eyebrows at jack as he sat down next to me.

"What's up?" I asked. He shrugged his shoulders and I furrowed my eyebrows, there was something wrong with him and I was determined to find out what it was, he wasn't going to be able to keep anything hidden from me.

"Spill."

"I want to hunt, I want to kill all the demons in earth, and in hell, especially after seeing Ellie like that."

"Listen jack, there's something you should know. The person who kidnapped Ellie, it wasn't just some random monster. It was Lucifer, your father."

Jacks eyes widened and he stood up, clearly furious. "I need to kill him! This is all my fault I could've killed him months ago and I never did! I should stopped him!" He yelled as he punched the wall, making a small hole in it.

I stood up and quickly grabbed his arm as he was about to knock some things off of a table. "Jack stop it, this ain't you're fault Alright, this isn't anyone's fault apart from your fathers. No one blames you for this.

You blaming yourself is the Same as me blaming myself because I could've been there, training her but I wasn't, Sam could've been there, Cass could've been there, but none of us were. But that isn't our faults," I comforted him.

He looked up at me with a tear in his eye, this poor kid. I grabbed him and pulled him in for a hug, I usually hated hugging but I knew he needed it, and I was willing to comfort him.

He sobbed quietly into my shoulder and I rubbed his back gently.

Jack

I sobbed into Dean's shoulder feeling sick with myself.

I let Ellie get hurt.

No matter what dean said I knew it was my fault.

And now instead of doing anything about it I was crying like a baby in Dean's arms.

I wanted to be like him, and he definitely wouldn't be crying In a situation like this.

"You must be so ashamed me of me," I mumbled with a sniffle.

"Why would I be ashamed of you?"

"Because I'm crying, and men shouldn't cry," I whispered.

A sigh came out of his mouth and he looked at me, "trust me, I've cried, hell I cried for the same reason you are. Don't give me that crap, anyone can cry."

"So I'm not a failure?"

"Nope, matter of fact I'm proud of you, you're being there for Ellie, no matter how hard t may be for you."

I smiled gently to myself, I was being there for Ellie. Seeing her bruised and cut really upsets me, but I tried my best to not pay attention to them while talking to her as I knew she would hate to have me simply staring at her and seeing her injuries.

Because she's not a weak girl, she's strong, I didn't know how she was feeling after being kidnapped but something told me she was feeling weak and vulnerable and scared, and only putting on a strong face so she wouldn't have to talk about how she was feeling.

I knew she was going to break sooner or later, and I knew there would be someone by her side when she did.

Whether she was up crying in the middle of the night of if she was Simply eating, she wouldn't be going through this alone.