Hope Winchester

chapter 4

      Nephilim? I thought, why the he'll did he call me 'Nephilim'..

The angel draws out a silver blade, ready to come at me. I pull out my knife, afraid of what he's planning to do.

"I thought there were none of you left." he said while walking closer to me, keeping a stance.

"....." I keep quiet, I didn't really know what to say. Just before the angel attempts to stab me Dean walks inside.

"Hey, Hope we're b-CAS?! WHAT THE HELL-" the angel turns around in shock and looks up at dean.

"Dean, you have an intruder." the angel says in a raspy deep voice.

"She's not a damn intruder Cas!" he says while putting down the paper bags of food. Just then Sam walks in, completely taken back by the sight.

"Do you even know what this girl is?" says "Cas". My dad looks back at me, I have complete fear in my eyes.

"What the he'll are you talking about?" My dad asks while yanking the blade from the angels hand.

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"The hell is a Nephilim?" asks my father, we all are sitting at the long table, me by my dad and across the table is Cas and Sam. The angel keeps giving me a fearful, yet dirty look.

"Abominations." The angel says, while looking at me. I stare at my lap.

"What do you mean, cas?" Sam asks.

"Nephilims are strictly forbidden, they are..a disturbance." cas says glancing at Sam. "She needs to die." I tense up, Dean is wide eyed and Sam is in utter shock.

"You didn't answer my question Cas." my father responds.

"She is a half-human-half-angel hybrid." Cas says. I can feel my face go white. You can't be serious? I thought. Oh god..he's going to kill me..

"So your telling me I banged up an angel?" Dean says in disbelief, Cas's expression shifts from serious to confused, and surprised.

"She's your daughter..?" Cas asks, his expression softens.

"Yes, cas. She's my daughter, that's why we're not killing her." The angel looks at Sam, then back at Dean. Then finally at me, his expression softens.

"My apologies." The angel says, I well, am in complete shock. Just a minute ago he wanted to kill me, now he's apologising? That doesn't make any sense, I thought.

"..It's okay.." I say looking down. The room suddenly goes into an uncomfortable silence, and I can feel all of there stares, they're all looking at me.

"Ahem, well Hope this is Castiel by the way.." Sam said, breaking the awkward silence. I look up at Sam, then Castiel. I give Cas a weak smile, he nods in return.

"Well, I need a beer." Dean says while getting up.

"Hope, may I speak with you for a minute?" Castiel asks while getting up as well.

"..Sure.." I'm still skeptical about this angel, I still don't have an idea what he plans on doing with me. We walk into another room, it looks to be another library.

"Were you aware?" Castiel asks intrigued.

"Of what..?" I ask dumbfounded, that's always been a problem with me. Sure, I am smart, yet I still don't understand the littlest of things. My 'parents' would say I'm just oblivious to every little thing.

"Of you, being a Nephilim." He says in his raspy voice.

"No." I say honestly, I wasn't aware of me being an abomination. And I don't think I wanted to know.

"I see." he says, his eyebrows scrunched together.

"My apologies, for..trying to kill you." He finally says awkwardly.

"It's fine." I say blankly, it's not the first time someone's tried to kill me. It comes with being a hunter.

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A few hours passed and we were now all in our rooms, Castiel had left about an hour ago. It's hard to believe that just a few days ago I didn't even know my father was alive, let alone Dean fricken Winchester..or that I'm a Nephilim. I lay down on my bed, already in an oversized black sweater and some black tight pajama pants. I shift my position to were I'm looking at my side table. Suddenly I hear a knock on my door.

"Come in." I say, still lying down.

"Hey." Dean says while shutting the door. I stay lying down.

"Hey.." I respond. Dean sits at the end of my bed, his hands on his legs looking down.

"Look, I know this is a lot to take it. So if you want to talk, I'm here." he says looking down. I can almost hear the guilt in his voice, he probably feels guilty for not being in my life. He shouldn't though, my mother was the one who never told him. I sit up and face him, he looks up from his position and our eyes meet.

"We have the same eyes." I blurt out without thinking. He looks a little confused but then looks away with a smile.

"Yeah..we do." he chuckles. I lean against my basebourd.

"..I was wondering..what do I call you..?" I ask looking away. My father pauses for a moment then speaks.

"Anything you want." he replies with a smile. I nod in response and we sit there in silence.

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I'm sorry for not having a chapter out in a while, I lost motivation but here ya go. Also it's a lot shorter then normal so I'm sorry for that as well.