Bobby's Daughter// d.w
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I walked up the steps to Bobby's house and knocked on his door. I waited patiently for the door to open but it didn't. Just as I was about to turn on my heel and leave the door swung open.
"Emma?" Bobby stared at me for a few moments before splashing holy water on me.
"I'm not a demon." I sighed as I wiped my face. Bobby then grabbed a silver knife and tried to stab me.
"I'm not a shape.. shifter!" I tried to fight him off.
"Well then your a revenant!" He shouted.
"Woah, woah, wait! Your real name is Robert Steven Singer. You became a hunter after mom got possessed. I left because you wouldn't let me have a normal life and I could never forgive you for killing mom!" I stared at his expressionless face.
"It's me.." I breathed.
"My ass." Bobby began to fight me once again. I finally got a hold of his arm and snatched the knife from him.
"Well if I was either would I be able to do this?" I said as I brought the knife to my skin and cut my arm. Bobby's eyes widened as he saw the blood. He quickly walked towards me and embraced me in a long, tight, bear hug.
"I've missed you so much Em." He muffled into my hair.
**This scene is taken from Supernatural, when Dean comes back from hell.** Credits go to Eric Kripke
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