Denna walked over to her mother. "Mommy, when do I get to meet Daddy?" she asked.

"Daddy has a lot to do," her mother responded.

Denna handed a drawing to her mother. "Daddy kills monsters and he went to Hell." The five year old put her hands behind her back innocently.

Brynn Cleary looked at her daughter's drawing. "Where do you get the idea that you daddy went to Hell?"

"I saw it in my dreams," Denna said. "When can I meet Daddy?" she asked again.

Brynn thought a minute. "We'll see. Ok?"

"So, wanna tell me what the big emergency is?" Dean asked the moment Brynn opened her front door.

Her brown hair was wet and messy. She looked at Sam, who was standing nearby. "You didn't tell me you were bringing someone along."

Dean looked at Sam and then back at her. "Is that a problem?"

"Actually, yeah, it is. And it's a problem because this is between you and me."

Sam whistled and walked towards the Impala. "I'll just sit out here. That ok?" he asked.

Dean went inside and Brynn shut the door, giving Sam a suspicious look.

"That's my brother," Dean told her. "I think I might have mentioned him to you once."

"Well, it certainly wasn't during sex, because we didn't do any talking," Brynn commented.

Dean smiled. "Yeah… no talking…"

"Thanks for the five year old, by the way," Brynn said dryly.

Dean frowned this time. "What?"

"Did I put that the wrong way? Well, I'm sorry, but she's dreaming about you and drawing all of it. What the hell am I supposed to do? Tell her that you don't exist? I never planned to tell you about her because you're a demon hunter."

"I'm not father material any way!" Dean snapped.

"I could swear you're having a fit about this…" Brynn said.

"A fit?" Dean snapped. "A fit?!"

"Yeah, I said you seemed to be having a fit. You said yourself that you're not dad material. You're a hunter. My dad's a hunter. I grew up never knowing when he was coming home. Sure, I'm psychic, but I still didn't know. A psychic can't sense every little thing. Just be happy you're going to be lucky enough to meet Denna."

"You didn't tell me! It didn't occur to you even once to tell me?!"

"Denna's coming home from school soon, so stop being like that."

Dean rolled his eyes.

"Hey, when my roommate at the tech school was possessed, I called my dad, but he sent you and your dad were in the area, so he sent you and your dad in his stead. I'm sure he probably told you I was off limits. Do you see now why it might have been a bad idea to tell you at all?"

"Well…" Dean said, starting to feel a little guilty. "Your dad is badass."

"So, did he tell you I was off limits?" she asked.

"…Sort of…"

Soon, a little girl came inside followed by a teenage girl. "Mommy, Auntie 'Dessa called me a little shit," she piped.

"I did not!" the teen said. "One time and then she keeps saying I'm still saying it!"

Dean looked at Brynn.

"Odessa took pot to school and got caught, so she's living with me now," Brynn told him.

Denna looked at Dean and tugged on his pant leg. "Daddy?"

Dean looked down at her. "Um… I guess that's me."

"Can you play ponies with me? Auntie 'Dessa says she won't play ponies with me anymore."

Dean's eyes darted to the door. "Go outside and ask Uncle Sammy to play ponies with you."

"Ok," Denna said. She raced outside while Brynn glared at Dean. "Uncle Sammy! Will you play ponies with me?"

Sam glared over at Dean in the doorway.