Drag Me To The Grave ( Original not very good Version )

Chapter Six

~No One's POV ~

Deanna woke up to ice cold water being poured on her and James who were sleeping in the bed opposite of the bed Dean had been sleeping in. Deanna sat upright and gave her dad the worst glare he had been given ever. It was late the next day. The sun was just about to set.
"What the hell?!" She screamed. She clenched her fists and James sat up wiping the water off his face.
"Not cool, dude." James replied wiping his eyes tiredly.
Deanna got up storming passed Dean and grabbed a towel for both her and James.
"Where the hell where you two and why were you out so late a night?!" Dean exclaimed obviously pissed.
Deanna and James looked at each other and took a deep breath.
"We went out for a drink afterwards, that's all." James said putting an arm around Deanna.
"Yah the hickey on her neck says that's all that happened." Dean growls crossing his arms.
"Well we-"
"In the back of the car??" Dean asked raising his eyebrow. Deanna opened her mouth to say something but Dean interrupted her by putting his hand up.
"Actually I don't want to know." He says rolling his eyes.
"You two need to stop, okay?! James your a lot older than her!" Dean Exclaims. Deanna stood up quickly and walked over to Dean and got in his face.
"You don't control me. You may be my father by blood but you will NEVER be my dad. You can't just walk into my life and think that everything is gonna be okay because it's not! Where were you when I really needed you? Probably getting drunk and screwing some girl! James was always there for me, not you. So don't you dare try to control my life because you are nothing to me." Deanna yelled grabbing her coat putting her boots on and storming out of the motel room. Dean was taken aback by this outburst and took a step back in shock. Dean looked down at his hands trying to control his emotions.
"Dean, I know you don't like me. But I love your daughter and she loves me... And nothing you do can change that." James said standing and looking at Dean seriously. Dean clenched his fists as James started to talk but The sincerity in James' voice and face made Dean think for a second.
"Then you better take pretty damn good care of my daughter... Or I'll kill you myself." Dean said seriously. He gave James a threatening look and James just nodded. James walked over towards the door and put his boots on, he was going to go look for Deanna. Once James got his shoes on he grabbed his coat throwing it on as he made his way out the door.
James walked outside and looked around curiously.
"Deanna?!" James called out his eyes going wide. A fear for his loved welled up in his chest. He frantically started to search around the motel.
"DEANNA!" James screamed before turning and running back to the room. He burst through the door and looked at Dean who was having a beer and cleaning his weapons. Dean looked up and his eyes widened noticing James' panicked expression.
"What's wrong?" Dean asked standing up quickly.
"It's Deanna! She's missing!" James exclaimed. Dean's eyes widened and he shot up.
"Is the impala still here??" Dean asked. James pursed his lips.
"That's what your worried about? Your daughter's missing and-"
"No it's not that! I wanted you to check just in case she took it." Dean retorted rolling his eyes.
"Oh... Well yah it's still there, why?" James asked raising his eyebrow.
"Let's go." Dean said grabbing his weapons and gearing up, as did James. They headed out to the Impala nervously. As they got in Dean sinned.
"I think Deanna hit it right on the head with the witch theory." Dean commented causing James to nod.
"Yah, Faith gave me this necklace that picks up supernatural auras and as we get closer it'll start to shake more and more. I can feel it start to shake in my pocket." James admitted.
"Yah... Faith was quite special." Dean said with a sigh.
"I wish I could've saved her... Deanna might be happier." James muttered playing with his rings nervously.
"Hey, you can't control that... Trust me I've learned that over the years. I've been a hunter my entire life and death never gets easier." Dean admitted keeping his attention on the road.
"I Uh... Yah... Have you heard from Sam 1,2, & Jett?" James asked raising his eyebrow. Dean let out a chuckle at the nicknames.
" Yah, the just ganked a Wendigo in New Mexico and starting on another hunt." He said smiling softly.
"Good, Good" James muttered. This car ride was awkward... Dean turned on the radio and James smirked.
"Classic Rock, Nice." James smiled softly.
"That's the only music I listen to." Dean said with a nod.
"Anything else is just pure torture and an insult to baby's radio." He continued patting the impala's dash.
"Well Deanna and I have a very diverse music taste but we love rock. New rock music isn't that bad either, Fall Out Boy is pretty cool." James said grinning.
It was getting very dark when James finally felt the necklace start to shake intensely. His head shot up and he looked around. He saw an old wear house and the necklace started to move in his pocket towards the wear house!
"Here!" James exclaimed nearly jumping out of the car he ran into the wear house. Dean following quickly.
"Deanna!" James exclaimed seeing Deanna standing there her back turned to them. She wasn't moving which worried James. Dean held him back just in case and walked closer hesitantly. He looked around with caution.
"Deanna, baby come here." Dean said softly. She didn't move. The two makes didn't even hear the clicks of the witch's heals behind them as she walked in.
" She can't Dean, she's under my spell." She said with a smirk. James turned and glared at the lady. With the flick of a finger she sent him flying into the wall.
"James!" Dean called out but the young man was knocked out.
He turned to the witch and glared at her.
"Let her go, Bitch!" He glared at her clenching his fist.
"I can't Dean... Don't you see why she hates you so much? All she ever wanted was a daddy... Her daddy. And you were never there. She's not gonna let that go any time soon. An ingrown life is something that sticks with you forever. Watching all the other girls with their daddy's at school. Her's was no where to be found." The woman strutted over to Deanna and stroked her hair softly getting close to the young girl's face and staring at Dean with a wicked grin.
"Don't you touch her." Dean tried to say strongly but in the end his voice just cracked.
"Why, Dean? Would you really care if I killed her? You were never apart of her adolescence. You didn't care enough to be so why would you care now?" The blonde woman asked loving how she was making Dean fall apart.
"I did care!" He screamed. "I did care about Deanna and Samantha. I searched for them for years! I loved my girls and didn't give up looking for them! It drove me crazy!"
"Didn't you?" She asked letting out a malevolent laugh.
"Deanna baby you have to believe me... Listen to me. I know your strong. You can snap out of it. I do love you and I looked for you and your sister. Deanna baby please..." Dean cried out sounding so broken. Deanna could hear him but it was like she was stuck in a daze. She was very slowly starting to snap out of it. If she didn't soon enough it'd kill her...

{ AUTHOR'S NOTE }
Hope you loved it guys. I'm sorry it took so long. Love you guys! Tell me what you think in the comments. ❤️