Dean winchester is my dad

SALVATION

In Blue Earth, Minnesota in a church, Pastor Jim was at his pulpit preparing for the evening Mass. He looked up when a sudden wind ruffled his hair and the candles on the alter.

(Meg entered the church.)

Pastor Jim: "Good Morning. Can I help you?"

The Pastor came down from the pulpit. Meg hesitantly walked forward and sat down in the pew.

Meg: "I kinda...I need to talk."

Pastor Jim: "Well that's what I'm here for."

(Pastor Jim smiled encouragingly at her, he didn't know that he was talking to the woman that would kill him if only Lydia had been there.)

Meg: "I've done some things. Not good things."

Pastor Jim: "Well there's always forgiveness for us if we seek it."

Meg: "For everyone? Are you sure?."

(She brought her eyes up and he could see a glint of something in her eye's it wasn't hope and his hopeful words weren't lifting her spirits he could see the doubt in them.)

Pastor Jim: "I like to say salvation was created for sinners. Tell me what's on your mind."

(Meg, Smiled at the insinuation of her being a sinner when she was just so much more.)

Meg: "Well. I've lied. A lot. I've stolen. I've lusted. And the other day I met this man. A nice guy, you know? We had a really good chat, sort of like this....then I slit his throat and ripped his heart out through his chest."

(Meg blinked and her eyes opened to Demon black. That shocked Pastor Jim into realization that he was talking to a demon which made him jerk back.)

Meg: "Does that make me a bad person?"

(Pastor Jim Backed away)

Pastor Jim: "I know what you are. You can't be here. This is hallowed ground."

Meg stood from the Pew.)

Meg: "Please. Maybe that works in the minor leagues. But not with me."

(Pastor Jim made a run for the door behind the pulpit and down the stairs. He unlocked the door and rushed inside, he slid a ready to go barricade across the door. He turned to his well stocked hunter's chest which was full of weapons he started scrambling for something to ward her off from him. Meg kicked open the door with ease, which broke the wood barricading Pastor Jim from her. He then threw a knife covered in Sigils at Meg's head. which She caught easily.)

Meg: "You throw like a girl."

Pastor: "What do you want."

Meg: "The three big Winchesters and little Missy Winchester."

Pastor Jim: "I haven't spoken to John Winchestor in over a year and his boys even longer they don't call me unless I'm needed as a babysitter, You're wasting your time. Even if I did know where they were, I'd never tell you."

Meg: "I know."

(Meg walked up to his face she then drug her arm across his neck, she had just slit his throat with his own knife he fell back into his chair, he grabbed his neck trying to staunch the blood that was pouring out of his neck he was gasping, it wasn't a minute later when he had died. Meg looked down at her work and smiled then walked away.)

(Back in Manning Colorado, the Winchesters were in their motel room they had been in research mode since their debacle with the Vampires John's research was covering the walls it was information on the yellow eyed demon. Weather charts, hieroglyphics, pictures, newspaper articles, written notes, a shelf of books and more. John was sitting at his desk with his papers strewn everywhere, the Colt was in front of him. Sam was leaning against the counter while Dean was pacing the carpet while Lydia was in the Bathroom she was still angry at Sam for his stunt that he pulled with his crazy driving which could have gotten them hurt, when they had got checked into their hotel not even Dean couldn't talk her out of her anger all he could do was give her, her blankets and pillows she would be sleeping in the tub until Sam could make her understand his actions or until there was something that happened that would put all their other attention on something more important. Dean had brought her lunch already and it wasn't quite dinner yet.)