Angel Millie Winchester, eldest of the Winchester clan, had to grow up exceptionally early at the age of 6 to help care for her brothers (4 year old Dean and 6 month old Sam) after their mother was murdered by a Yellow Eyed Demon. She's blossomed...
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Previously skipped: Asylum...
In a motel room...
The Winchesters were all asleep in a motel room after having finished another job. Dean had a bed to himself as Angel and Sam bunked with each other this time. Angel's cell phone rang shrilly as it sat on the nightstand between the two beds, but it didn't wake her or Dean up. It did however, wake Sam up.
"Angel..." Sam grumbled, "Angel, that's yours."
He rolled his eyes when his sister sleepily put her pillow over her head.
Leaning over her, he picked it up instead, "Hello?"
"Sam, is that you?"
"Dad?" Sam instantly sat up in bed at John's voice, "Are you hurt?"
"I'm fine."
"We've been looking for you everywhere. We didn't know where you were, if you were okay."
"Sammy, I'm all right. What about you, Angie and Dean?"
Angel groaned from the bed, Sams talking having woke her up, "Shut up, Sam. Go outside or something."
"We're fine." Sam ignored her, "Dad, where are you?"
At that Angel instantly sat up, "Dad?"
"Sorry, kiddo, I can't tell you that."
"What?" Sam scoffed, "Why not?"
Dean also woke up, sitting up as he looked between them, "What's going on?"
Angel looked to him quickly, "He's talking to dad..." She turned back to Sam, "What's happening?"
"Look, I know this is hard for you to understand. You're just gonna have to trust me on this."
"You're after it, aren't you?" Sam's eyes widened as realization came to him, "The thing that killed Mom."
"Yeah... It's a demon, Sam."
"A demon?" Sam repeated in shock, "You know for sure?"
"A demon?" Deans brows scrunched together as Angel watched Sam closely, "What's he saying?"
"I do. Listen, Sammy, I, uh... I also know what happened to your girlfriend. I'm so sorry. I would've done anything to protect you from that."
