Bartender?

I Kill Monsters

"I need to tell you something." Sam says looking at me nervous.

Dean was standing next to him looking mad.

"What is it?"

"Umm well it's hard to explain..." Sam says scratching the back of his head.

"How much do you remember about your dad?"

"What does my dad have to do with anything?"

"Well I think me and uh Dean have something in common with him."

"Will you just tell me what's going on?" I ask feeling scared all of a sudden.

"Your dad had the same job as we do."

"Your truckers?"

"Not exactly but we do travel everywhere."

"Dean what's going on?" I ask looking at him.

He looks up from the floor and clenches his jaw.

"I kill monsters." He says his eyes searching my face.

"What?"

"The stories about how I get hurt are true. Me and Sam are hunters. We go all over killing monsters."

"Monsters? You mean like-."

"Werewolves, witches, ghosts. A vampire from time to time."

"Wait." I say holding my hands up taking a step back.

"Your serious?"

"Afraid so." Sam says.

"What does this have to do with my dad?"

"He was a hunter too. I'm shocked Dean didn't figure it out. The tattoo is what made me curious."

"What are you talking about?" I ask trying to fight back tears.

"You said your dad told you to get it for protection. It keeps you from getting possessed by a demon."

"Demons?"

"Sam that's enough." Dean says moving towards me he stops when I hold my hand up.

"Don't please just... Just go okay. I need to think." I say watching his eye fill with hurt.

"Y/n please..."

"No Dean. I need to be alone."

I watch him straighten up his face getting hard.

"Fine." He says turning away from me going out the front door. It leaving only Sam and me.

"Please just go." I say looking at him.

"Look in your dad's room. If you have questions call." he says walking threw the door leaving me alone.

I stand there until the rumble of the. Impala is gone. Till only the sound of my heart fills my heart.

Not knowing what to do I go upstairs to the place I was never aloud to go.

I unlock my dad's room stepping inside. Even though I knew Sam had come in here I couldn't tell he hid his tracks well.

I walk to his dresser smiling at the picture of us.

Not really sure what I was looking for I just sit on the bed going over what Sam and Dean said.

He killed monsters. The wounds were from monsters?

I get up and move around the room just moving to keep my mind from thinking. It making me miss my Dad being around his stuff.