"Two salty hunters, one half-angel kid, a dude that just came back from the dead again and a tinker buzzer. Team Free Will 2.0!!"
"It's tinker bell."
"No, it's buzzer cause bell sound melodious. You don't."
( gasped )
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In the corner of the lowest step, Fayre was sitting down, head leaned against the banister, ears picking up the voice of her family.
It took her a lot of courage to come and talk to her father though she wasn’t feeling much courageous at the moment. Her feet were frozen to the ground as more voices kept coming around to her way.
"Why did she have to change her name?", a frustrated voice of the elder Winchester carried on.
"Well, someone was after her", Sam mumbled.
Dean signed. He was pacing around the room since his talk with Fayre. Now the brothers were confused and at the same time scared.
"Fay's worried. And it's all Isla/Tara whatever her name was, her fault", Dean grumbled.
"Something's not right", Sam said shaking his head slowly and added,
"It feels like we're in a maze. A maze made by those British Men of Letters"
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing, it just an assumption"
"Well let's hear it", Dean said.
Sam was hesitant. He didn’t want to hurt his brother's feelings but seeing Dean's wouldn’t let it go, he took a deep breath and slowly said,
"There’s an actual chance of Fayre not being your daughter"
"What!!!"
Sam hurriedly defended, "It's just a passing thought. I mean you don’t have to take it seriously–"
"But still it came to your mind", the older Winchester challenged.
"Look Dean, I know it hurts to think that way but we have to cover all the grounds. Everything we know about Fayre or her mother is either through those Brits or you. And you don’t even know that much. It–"
Dean cut off his brother laughing. Raising a hand he said,
"Oh..O...O..Sam. I don’t know what's going on in that head of yours but stop right there. I know She's my daughter, okay? She's mine"
"Dean I never said otherwise. I'm just–”
"Covering all the grounds. Yeah, I heard you the first time loud and clear", Dean growled.
"Do you think it’s easy for me to say that? I care about Fayre as much as you. I ju....I just don't want to see you heartbroken. Because I know what she means to you, to us"
