The Angel, The Hunter and The Nephilim (Destiel x Daughter)

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The next morning is a Wednesday and a normal school day, but the youngest Winchester can not muster up the strength to get out of bed and live life as if nothing bad has ever happened to her. That has always been her norm, but the wall she's been building inside to keep out everyone is getting really hard to keep up, especially after last night's events. She can't be strong today. She doesn't have the capacity.
Hearing the not one, but two male voices conversing downstairs in the living room, Leah pulls the pillow over her head and swallows back the tears.
"Don't lose it today," she whispers to herself over and over and reaches out for her phone on the night stand, but can't find it in its usual place. She sighs deeply. One more obstacle to overcome. She's stuck between two very distasteful alternatives; either call for Dean to get her phone, or get out of bed and go do it herself. And she's paralyzed. She can barely move, just barely enough to look around the room.
The sun is shining through the window, a bleak autumn sun, and she knows the trees outside are starting to turn into shades of red. Fall is her favorite season, it always has been, but this time everything feels different. Her whole life has changed in the last year, and everything has just felt off lately, not even taking into consideration the whole thing with her mother, her fight with Dean, and now Cas coming back. But she can feel that there's something else going on, something she can't put her finger on.
To stop herself from pondering too much and ruining her day even more, Leah decides to finally get up and find her phone. Lucas must have called last night, but she was so exhausted, she just plainly passed out in bed wearing her wet clothes. Which means the phone must be in the pocket of her coat that she left by the front door last night. She groans, knowing it'll be a trial of fire. She has to walk by the living room and she knows both her fathers are down there, and she's going to have to talk to them.
And this is a type of day where she can't even cry.

The steps on the old stairs don't help either, by creaking and getting the attention of the two older Winchesters in the living room downstairs. Leah shakes her head and stops tip-toeing and instead races down past the doorways to get her coat, but after she grabs her phone and is on her way back up, Dean calls her into the living room.
She bites her lip, sighs and takes a quick overlook at her phone before she turns away from the stairs. Six missed calls and four unread texts. Lucas was worried last night when she didn't text him back. He probably feels bad for just leaving as well. Leah thinks about how much she likes him when she steps into the living room and crosses her arms at her parents. They're drinking coffee and talking.
"Why aren't you at school?" Dean asks, a worried frown right there on his face. She's never missed a day since she started high school in Sioux Falls, and he knows it's because she doesn't wanna be home. He hopes that she stayed home today because she wanted to talk to Cas and reunite with him, but he gets the feeling that that's not it.
His daughter shrugs and deliberately ignores Castiel's existence, feeling his eyes weigh on her.
"I'm not really feeling well. I think I'm coming down with something."
The previous hunter gets up from his chair and approaches his daughter, holding the back of his hand to her forehead. He nods.
"Yeah, a slight fever, but you've been overworking yourself for weeks. And- wait... you're dirty! Did you sleep in these clothes? There's no surprise you don't feel well. Go upstairs and shower," he instructs.
Leah shakes her head tiredly. "I was just coming down to get my phone. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. I just need some more sleep."
She starts to turn around and go back upstairs to bed, but Dean grabs her hand, pulls her back and looks at her with worry in his eyes.
"Leah, can you please hear us out? We can explain everything, I swear. Just stop freezing us out like this. Please. It's gonna make everything easier, I promise."
But like every time Dean tries this, Leah rips her hand back and shakes her head.
"I don't care," she cries. "I'm going to bed."
She turns right around and leaves the room to get an aspirin and a glass of water in the kitchen before she shuffles up the stairs and back into her bedroom. There, she changes into sweats and wipes some dirt from last night's escapades off the bed before she lays back down with music on her phone laying beside her, and she closes her eyes, trying to repress everything that's been going on lately.

Someone knocks on her bedroom door fifteen minutes later, disturbing her sleep. By this time, Leah's head is pounding and she's both sweating and freezing, having packed herself into several blankets.
Without waiting for an answer, Dean enters and walks calmly over to the bed, sitting down on her bedside.
"Kiddo, please talk to me. Things are gonna be better if you do. Or at least just hear me out. You don't have to say anything."
Leah can barely hear his voice over the pounding in her head, and she can't bear herself to look at him, but she just nods. She doesn't want Dean to worry more than he does by telling him how terrible and sick she feels.
"Okay, then talk," she whispers.
Dean and Cas made up a story that doesn't expose Leah to the knowledge of monsters or their life before she came into the picture, he's about to serve her a total lie about where Cas has been these past months, but that goes right out the window when Dean actually really looks at his daughter and realizes that something isn't right. He reaches out his hand and touches her forehead.
"Oh my god, Leah, you're burning up. Why didn't you say anything?"
"Because you have so much else on your plate," she replies hoarsely. Cat's out of the bag, so she might as well tell him.
"I'm freezing, dad. Can you get the thermometer?"
"Yeah," he replies and gets up and runs to the bathroom to get the thermometer. When he comes back in the bedroom, she has turned on her back and is struggling to keep her eyes open because the light is so bright. He hands her the thermometer and she puts it in under her tongue and closes her mouth while he carefully wipes her hair out of her face. They wait for a little while as Leah's eyes start running from the strong light, and when Dean checks it, her body temperature is at 104 degrees. He frowns.
"Leah, can you get up? We gotta go to the hospital."
"What? No, it's just a fever," she groans and turns away. "I'll be okay with some sleep."
"No, Leah, this is too high to not take seriously. You had a fever like this when you were little and it was the measles. You were in the hospital for days. I'm not taking the chance of waiting and seeing if it gets better. Get up."
"I can't get up, dad, I can barely move," she cries, and Dean sighs and gets up from the bed, putting the thermometer on her nightstand and gets her out from under the covers, picking her up. She fights him and tries to get him to put her down so she can walk herself, but she realizes pretty quickly that she's actually unable to do so. Once down the stairs, Cas meets them in the doorway and Leah turns her head away from him and closes her eyes, the light stinging, and she just doesn't wanna look at the man who said such cruel things to her.
"What's wrong?" he asks, and Leah brushes off the fact that she can hear that he's legitimately worried. She's heard him talk like this a thousand times in stressful situations, but she ignores it, thinking it's probably an act.
"She has a fever of a 104, I'm taking her to the hospital."
"Do you want me to drive?"
"No," Leah groans just as Dean says "that would be great," and Leah sighs in exasperation in reply as Dean carries her through the hallway and out the door to the Impala, sitting down in the backseat and tucking her into the blanket that they keep in the car for emergencies, while Cas grabs Leah's coat and shoes and gets in the driver's seat, starting the car.
"Leah," Dean whispers, stroking her hair out of her face. "You need to get used to having Cas home. He's not gonna go away this time. He's home for good. Things have been a bit rough for all of us before, but nothing is gonna happen this time, I promise. We're all gonna be okay and we're gonna be a family again."
"So what happened?" Leah asks shortly and starts tearing up again when the sharp light from the sun pierces her eyes. Dean repositions her and shields her with his hand to keep the sunlight away from her face.
"A psychotic break," Dean lies, and then corrects himself. "Moment of insanity."
In reality, Cas, being severely vulnerable and stressed out when Leah  ran away from the hospital, had gotten possessed by a demon insistent on ruining the good life they had found for themselves. It was the first time in years that Dean had encountered something supernatural and it had terrified him on account of his daughter being completely oblivious to this other part of his life. Bobby had, per Dean's request when he finally figured it out, tracked Cas down and exorcised the demon before he took Cas to a tattoo parlor and got him the anti-demon possession tattoo that had sort of become a family thing. The two of them then hunted the demon together and sent him back to Hell.
To create a whole facade so she wouldn't think they were absolutely insane by mentioning demons and the supernatural, Dean and Cas had made up a story about Cas being bipolar so Leah wouldn't feel so alone about being mentally ill, and Dean further goes into the story about the depression he struggled with before she came into his life. He tells her this on the way to the hospital, and notices that it calms her down enough to maybe realize that both her dads want her to be okay. But there's still a whole lot of doubt in her mind.

In the hospital, Leah is rolled into a private examination room and has a blood sample taken before she's hooked up to an IV to hydrate her. Dean and Cas have been sat down in the waiting room while she's being tested and poked and prodded. And while the clouds in her head gradually disappear, Leah ponders on Dean's explanation and feels a bit better about it all, but one thing keeps churning in her head.
I've lived through your crap day after day these past years. Always have you searched to each other, always have I been in the background. You know what? She's not my daughter.
She remembers it word for word. She was focusing solely on sound because she was temporarily blinded at the time of Cas' "moment of insanity." These words haunt her every day and they've played in the back of her head every time she's even just thought about him.
A woman comes back into the examination room with the results of the blood samples, just as the fever has given out and Leah's head isn't pounding anymore. She looks at the clock on the wall and realizes she's been laying there for almost an hour with all these thoughts in her head. The doctor pulls a chair over and sits down next to the gurney.
"Miss Winchester, I'm doctor Henderson. The results came back on the procedure blood samples. I didn't wanna tell you this with your fathers in the room in case you don't want them to know, but you're pregnant."
Leah immediately forgets all about her anger toward her parents. She feels all of the blood disappear from her face and an awful sinking feeling in her stomach. She stares at the doctor, her voice starting to shake.
"What?"
"Do you know how far along you are? According to your files, you had a miscarriage around three months ago. Are you sexually active?"
"No," Leah whispers and tears up, about to enter panic mode. "No, I'm not."
"Do you know who the father may be?"
"Yes, but that means that I didn't have a miscarriage."
The doctor puts a hand on her shoulder as a quiet sign of support.
"It's a safe room. You can tell me who the father is if you want to, and I'll take care of it as best I can."
Leah starts sobbing when she sees Michael's face in her head, and no matter how much she blinks to make it go away, that image still sticks to the insides of her eyelids. She stares up at the ceiling and clenches her fists.
"I was raped by my ex boyfriend almost six months ago," she says shortly.
The doctor sighs and nods. "I'm so sorry. Do you want me to perform an ultrasound so we can see how far along you are?"
Leah shakes her head. "No thanks, I don't wanna raise suspicion with my dads. What if it takes too long and they come in to check on me while you do it?"
The doctor picks up a thermometer and sticks it in Leah's mouth to check if she still has a fever.
"Are you afraid that something bad is going to happen if you tell them?" she asks calmly. "Are you safe at home?"
The shock of someone thinking Dean or Cas would ever hurt Leah physically is overwhelming. The constant lies, the empty promises and all the secrets they've been keeping from her made her realize long ago that she actually has a toxic home life. But at least they aren't beating her.
She shakes her head, speechless, as the doctor pulls out the thermometer and finds her patient is back to a normal temperature.
"So you don't want an ultrasound?" she asks as a final question after making sure Leah is safe at home and that nobody is hurting her.
"No, I'll figure it out some other way," Leah whispers, gaining a nod from the doctor who helps her sit up and removes the IV in her hand, getting her off the gurney and leading her out to the waiting room where Dean is sitting beside Cas, biting his nails. Leah gets anxious and panicked the second she sees them getting up.
She's pregnant, and she must be too far along to be able to do anything about it.
How am I gonna tell them?