"You're my what?" says Dean, clearly in disbelief.
"........" I clearly don't want to repeat myself, it felt so weird to say..
"Yeah, right and I'm Batman." dean says sarcastically.
"C'mon Sammy, let's get outta here." he says while walking past me, giving me a glare.
"Dean, we should at least here her out." the taller guy says.
"No use, she's just lying. Probably an attention seeker." he says while putting his bags in the trunk of the car.
I rummaged through my bag and pulled out the letters, and a picture.
"Here." I finally don't stutter, and hand the tall man the items. This grabs deans attention
"Gimmi that." he says practically yanking it out of the tall guys hand. Everyone is silent for a few minutes before dean looks back at me, in complete shock, and fear.
"Son of a bitch.." he says in almost a whisper.
"What is it Dean?" the tall man being left in the dark.
Completely ignoring the other man Dean speaks "your parents are dead?" he asks.
"Yes, they died last night. I came here because I caught a case, but I was also looking for you.." I say avoiding his gaze. Dean hands his brother the letters and picture.
"Caught a case..?" he talks to himself for a moment before realizing.
"..your a hunter.." he finally says, I nod slowly. "That explains how you got out of Sam's grip." he says again.
"Wow, Dean has a kid." Sam scoffs in complete suprise.
"Your coming with us." Dean says in complete seriousness. I'm relieved, but also afraid. Is he going to put me in a home..? I thought. I started to sweat but I nodded again. He signals for me to follow them. I hop in my car and we start the drive.
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Sam sneaks a few glances at Dean, trying to read him.
"Dean." he finally says.
"What, Sammy?" Dean says, keeping his eyes on the road.
"Are you seriously not suprised, like at all." Sam asks, clearly concerned. Deans grip on the steering wheel tightens.
"Of course I'm surprised Sam! How could I not be, I HAVE A FRICKEN KID!" He yells. Sam looks at him with sympathy.
"I just..I don't know how to be a dad.." he laughs in pain. "But I can't..No I won't leave my child, I won't do it Sammy." he says, continuing to keep his eyes on the road.
"..she loves the car." Sam says looking away from Dean. Dean responds with a smile.
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We soon approach a very large building. I stand confused, we had already parked our cars in front.
"..what is this place..?" I finally ask.
"Home." Dean says as he steps up to a door. Home? I thought, he's acutally going to welcome me..once we get inside I am completely surprised. This place looked so much better on the inside then it did on the outside. There was a fairly long table with a few chairs, and shelves of books everywhere.
"This is the bunker." sam says, while putting his duffle bags down on the table.
"It's acutally the batcave." Dean chimes in walking to what I think is the kitchen. I laugh a little.
"So, you can pick any open room. There's plenty." Sam, my uncle says.
"Alright." I say while walking down a hall. I put my stuff in the first open room I found. It didn't really matter to me. I sat on the surprisingly comfortable bed and started unpacking. I put all my clothes away in the dresser conveniently already in the room, and put my personal belongings in drawers. I wondered why my dad and my uncle trusted me so quickly, mabye something stood put in one of the letters, something I didn't understand. I hear a sudden knock on the door and it takes me by suprise.
"Ah, yes?" I say shifting my placement on the bed.
"Hey, I want to talk." said my father while walking in, shutting the door behind him. He sits down on the bed next to me.
"Yes?" I ask putting my hands in my lap.
"So, tell me everything." he says sternly.
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After talking with my dad for about an hour we both walk into the kitchen.
"Hey." says sam, he's currently reading something.
"Hey" my dad and I say in unison. We both sit down across from my uncle.
"So, Hope is it?" Sam says. I mentally curse myself out, I didn't even tell them my name!
"Uh..yes." I say. He nods.
"The letters said something was after you. Do you have any idea who or what that might be?" he asks, confused and concerned.
"No..I'm sorry.." I look down at my lap.
"It's alright." he quickly says. "They also mentioned you being..special in some way, any idea on that?" he asks again.
"No, no idea. The only thing remotely special about me is being related to both of you." I say. Dean gives me a look, then looks back at Sam.
"We should call Cas." Dean says.
"Cas?" I ask intrigued.
"Oh yeah, he's our angel friend." Sam says casually.
"Wait..what?" I look at him like he's crazy, is my uncle and dad acutally friends with an angel?
"Haha, yeah. You'll meet him soon." dean chimes in. I nod.
It was now later and Sam and dean had left about 30 minutes ago to get food. They told me to stay at the bunker, because it was safer. I didn't want to be left here, but I had no choice. Or authority.
As I was looking through all the books they had here I heard the door open. I walked out expecting Sam and dean but I saw someone completely different, I also saw more..was he the angel? I asked myself. The guy looked at me in complete shock, and..fear?
"U-um..hi..?" I mutter out, I was never good at meeting new people.
"You shouldn't be alive." the male says in a raspy deep voice.
"W-what?" I say backing away.
"Don't play dumb." he says and by that moment, I was already reaching for my knife.
"I-I don't even know y-you..." I stutter. This guy was already freaking me out.
"Shut up, Nephilim."
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Hope Winchester
FanfictionHope, a shy girl raised into the life. The life of hunting, being adopted she didn't know who her real parents were, but was eager to find out. One night after finding her adoptive parents dead she was left a box with information on her father, know...
