I saw my brother putting a gun in the back of his pants and asked. "Shaun? Where ya going?"

He looked at me giving me a small smile. "Whitney. She's going out with me. Oh Yeah!"

"Dude she has a guys name how could you date her?" I asked.

He glared at me. "Nikki. That isn't nice."

I crossed my arms. "Fine, I'm sorry Shaun."

He smiled and walked towards me and placed a gentle kiss on the side of my head. "I'll see you later. Remember be in bed by 10."

I giggled. "Yeah right Shaun, like I ever listen to your dumbass."

He smiled. "Whatever bitch."

He walked out the door and I locked it behind him. I quickly went to my mother's room, or what was her room before she died. Now it was filled with dust and papers. Shaun and I had been using it to find hunts and be better at fighting. I looked at the lamp that was on and walked over to it, I saw a small peice of paper under the lamp and pulled it out. On the paper it had the initals J.W. I didn't understand. I looked at the number and dialed it slowly, it rang once, twice and the third time someone answered. "Hello?"

"Hi is this J.W.?" I asked.

"You mean John Winchester?" The man asked.

I frowned. "Uh, I guess. Listen lets cut to the chase. Did you know Lisa Camilia?"

There was suddenly a long pause. "Wait. You know Lisa?"

I replied. "Yeah, actually I'm her daughter."

There was another long pause and then. "D-daughter?"

I smiled slightly. "Yes sir. I really want to know how you know her."

He sighed deeply. "I'm John Winchester and I dated Lisa for exactly 15 years ago."

"Wait I'm 15." I told him.

There was another long pause. "This isn't good."

"Why?" I asked.

"I think your my daughter." He told me uneasily.

I smiled brightly. "Really? I've never met my real father."

He replied. "Well this is awkward."

"Can you come here?" I asked.

He asked. "Your in the same place right?"

I replied. "1500 whitehall boulevard."

He answered. "Uh, I'll be there in an hour."

I waited cautiously on the couch with my gun in my back pocket, who knows this guy could be a phony for all I know and thats just what I need. I waited and waited for what seemed like forever but soon enough there was a faint knock on the door. I got up slowly creeping toward the door and opened it. There stood a man with brown hair and brown eyes. He had a weak smile on his face and he seemed very nervous. I smiled. "Hi you must be John."

He nodded. "I never did get your name."

I replied. "I'm Nichole Camilia."

He smiled somewhat. "Nice to meet you. You look so much like your mother."

I smiled. "Thank you." I looked around. "Oh come in."

He came in and sat on the couch. "So Nikki, how's it been going?"

"You mean since mom died?" I asked.

He replied. "Yeah."

"It's been okay. I've been trying to get over it." I said.

He nodded. "Yeah it was hard for me to get over my wife."

I frowned. "Yeah so what do you do for a living?"

He smiled. "I'm a mechanic."

My gun was starting to hurt my butt so I took it out of my pocket and laid it next to me. "Sorry, I'm very cautious."

He looked at me. "Your a hunter?"

I replied. "Yeah. Why?"

He laughed. "Well I guess I should stop stretching the truth."

I frowned. "Beg your pardon?"

He smiled. "I'm a hunter too."

Suddenly the door opened and Shaun came in. "Nik-" He cut himself off once he saw John and picked up his gun. "Dude get the hell away from her!" He yelled.

I stood up and walked over to Shaun. "Shaun-" I got cut off by him pulling me behind him and guarding me.

"Who the fuck are you? Why are you here?" Shaun yelled at John.

John stood up. "Lets just talk."

Shaun asked. "Did he touch you?"

I sighed. "Shaun...would you listen?"

He kept the gun pointed at John. "Explain. You got 5 seconds before I pull the trigger on your sorry ass."

"I'm Nichole's father." John stated simply.

Shaun's eyes widened and he dropped the gun. "Excuse you?"

I came out from behind Shaun. "John this is Shaun, my brother. Shaun this is John, our father."

Shaun looked at me as if I was going crazy. "Uh, I don't know what to say."

John frowned. "I know its hard to understand."

Shaun pulled me aside. "Excuse us please."

John nodded. "Take all the time you need."

Shaun pulled me to the kitchen. "What is it?" I asked.

Shaun frowned. "Nichole Elizebeth Amber Camilia! Do you have any idea how pissed I am at you. I mean come on. Letting a stranger into our house? Thinking he's our father. Nikki, mom told us our dad died."

Suddenly John showed up. "She told you that. She was mad at me. She didn't want you to know me, or have my life."

I frowned. "We got sucked into it anyway."

Shaun sighed. "So what do we do now?"

He looked at Shaun. "You look so much like my son Dean, both of you."

Shaun smiled. "Nice to know sir. But what are we going to do now? We've been living alone for the past year."

"I'd rather you live with my two son's Sam and Dean." John said.

"Really?" I asked.

He nodded. "It's up to you two."

"With all do respect. I don't trust you." Shaun told him.

I slapped him on the back off the head. "Shaun!"

He frowned. "What! I don't Nikki. I'm trying to protect you."

"It's okay." John said. "I wouldn't trust a stranger either. But I'm serious. I think I'm your real father."

Shaun sighed. "I don't like it, but I guess we have no choice. My sister here seems to trust you enough for the both of us."

John smiled. "Okay go get packed and say goodbye to this house."

Shaun and I nodded going upstairs. "Shaun?" I asked.

He looked up. "What is it Nikki?"

I frowned. "Are you mad at me?"

He shook his head. "Not really no."

"Then why do you seem like it?" I asked.

He looked at me running a hang through his dark auburn hair. "I don't know sweetie. It's a lot to take in ya know?"

I nodded. "Shaun I understand completely."

He smiled. "I'm not mad at you though."

"I didn't mean to scare you." I told him.

He laughed. "HA! Me? Scared. Yeah right."

I giggled. "Yeah whatever you say Shaun."

"Yep it is bitch." He told me.

"Whatever ass." I smiled.

Later we were in the truck with John driving us to meet our older brothers. My head was on Shaun's shoulder. I sighed. He looked at me. "What's wrong?"

I frowned. "I'm tired."

He raised his eyebrow. "Then sleep."

I gave him worried eyes. "Shaun."

He wrapped his arm around me. "Go to sleep. I swear to you I'll still be here in the morning."

I smiled and layed my head on his chest and quickly fell asleep. John looked at Shaun and asked. "Does that calm her?"

He replied. "Yeah. Mom used to tell us she'd always be there in the morning but one morning she never came home and then we found out she died. So I have to swear I'll be around in the morning to get her to sleep and calm her fears."

John nodded. "Oh, that's good. Your fantastic with her."

"Someone has to protect her." Shaun told him.

The next morning I woke up alone in the truck at a gas station. "Shaun?!" I called out worriedly.

He must of heard because next thing I knew he was right next to the window. "What's up?"

I frowned. "I thought you left me."

He kissed my head. "Would I do that?"

I shrugged. "Maybe."

He punched me playfully. "Hey you know that's not true."

I giggled. "I know."

He smiled. "I'm going to get breakfast. You want anything?"

I thought for a second. "Yeah a frozen cuppachino."

He nodded. "Alright. I'll be right back."

I smiled. "Okay."

He walked away and I sat back as John got in the truck. "Morning."

I smiled. "Morning."

He asked. "How'd you sleep?"

I yawned. "Good."

He chuckled. "That's good."

We waited for Shaun and when he came out his pants were falling down. "Dude. Pull up your pants."

He frowned. "Shut up bedhead."

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever ass."

"Bitch." He smirked.

We got to the hotel and John took us up to the door. "Let me explain." He told us.

He knocked on the door and a young man maybe in his late 20s came to the door. "Dad?" He asked.

"Dean. Hi." John said.

"Come in." Dean told him.

He stepped aside letting John in and us, then quickly closed the door. "Dad?" Another young man early 20s asked.

"Hiya Sammy." John smiled.

They both looked speechless. Then Dean asked. "Who're the pip squeaks."

Shaun frowned. "Who you calling pip squeak? I could take you."

"Well he's got a nice vocabulary." Dean rolled his eyes.

Sam stood up. "Yeah dad who are they?"

John frowned. "Dean, Sam this is Shaun and Nichole. Your little sister and brother."

Ooooo What's going to happen? How will Sam and Dean take it? Comment. More will be up on saturday.