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𝐅𝐞𝐛𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲 20𝐭𝐡, 1990

John Winchester left his 15 year old Dean and 11 year old Sam in their hotel room to talk to witnesses on a case they have been working for the last couple of months.

"Alright boys I'll be back, remember draw the salt lines, don't leave the hotel room, and Sam don't go anywhere without Dean got it?" John said walking out the door.

A chorus of "yes sir" was heard around the room and with that John left.

Sam was watching T.V. and eating some of the cereal him and Dean snatched while Dean cleaned his pistol when there was a knock on the hotel door.

Knowing that there father wouldn't knock Dean jumped up and had his gun held high when he approached the door, making sure Sam was behind him he pulled the door open in a flash when he noticed nothing there.

Looking around Dean was just about to close the door when he heard what sound like a giggle from his feet, when Dean looked down he was shocked to see a beautiful baby girl with dark hair and brown eyes all bundled in a pink blanket in a dark blue carrier.

"What in the heck" Dean and Sam both said looking from the baby to each other

"Well go on Dean pick her up" Sam said which brought the older Winchester out of his daze he carefully picked up the carrier and shut the door bringing the baby inside the warm hotel room.

He sat the baby down on the bed and looked at her looking up at him with her eyes big and wide, Sam noticed a note taped on the back of the carrier.

"Hey Dean, look it's a note and it has your name on it" Dean swallowed hard and looked from the note to the baby and finally opened it to read.

𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫,

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝗼𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝗼𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝗺𝐞 𝐈 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝗼𝐮 𝐰𝗼𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝗼 𝐧𝐚𝗺𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝗼𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝗼𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐈 𝐚𝗺 𝐝𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐧.

𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝗼𝐮𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝗼𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐟𝗼𝐫 𝗺𝐞 𝐭𝗼 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐝𝗼𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐛𝗼𝐫𝐭𝐢𝗼𝐧 𝐬𝗼 𝐈 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝗼𝐮 𝐰𝗼𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝗼𝐩𝐭𝐢𝗼𝐧.

𝐃𝗼𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝗼𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝗼𝗼𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝗼𝐫 𝗺𝐞, 𝐈𝗺 𝗺𝗼𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝. 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝗼𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞.

- 𝐀𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝗼𝐧 𝐓𝐚𝐭𝐞

Dean finished reading the letter with his mouth slightly open in shock, he was a father at 15. Before he can think anymore he hears a whine and looks down at the baby who is looking up at him smiling a big toothless grin not having a care in the world making his face breaks out in a smile.