A/N Hey guys! I know that this has been done a million times before, but I just couldn't help it. Not sure why, but I'm a total softy for daddy fics. Anywho, here it is, be gentle. Let me know what you think, if you want to hear more or what not... :) Thanks for taking the time to read it. :)
Dean was 22 years old when he met Sarah Willis at a dive bar in Austin, Texas. It was August of 2001 and Sam had left for college two weeks ago. Two painstakingly long weeks in Dean's mind. John was still pissed at him for not spilling the beans about Sammy's planned departure sooner.
John had passed out on the couch in the motel he and Dean were currently staying in. They had just taken down a Djinn and in typical John fashion, the celebration had been enough whiskey to put a normal man in a coma. The Winchester's however, were not normal men. Dean saw this as an opportunity for a night out, with no questions asked. Since Sam had left, John hadn't wanted Dean out of his sight. Dean on the other hand was itching for some freedom.
He walked out the door, silently locking it behind him. He had already made the decision to leave the impala here, in efforts to not accidentally wake John up. He needed this night of freedom more than he had ever needed freedom in his life. Luckily, Dean had seen a dive bar that was right up his alley only two blocks away. With his long legs he made it there in a matter of minutes.
That was when he met Sarah. A cute petite little blonde who was easily impressed by Dean's pool skills. She was also extremely impressed by his skills in bed.
Little did they know, only 9 months later their night of fun would bring about a little girl. One more Winchester in the world.
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Sarah Willis hadn't known at the time why she had kept one of Dean's 'business cards'. She knew it belonged to him, even though the last name didn't match what Dean had told her that night. He had seemed so cocky and proud about it, as if being a Winchester was the greatest thing in the world. The name on the card claimed he was Dean Bonham. Winchester fit him much better in her mind.
He had told her a lot of crazy things that night in his drunken state, things any normal person would have considered certifiable. For some reason though, Sarah believed him. She saw it in his eyes. He wasn't crazy, he wasn't lying. He was just a broken young man, trying to get things off of his chest.
So when the baby came, she thought it was only right to give her the last name Winchester after her father.
Alyssa Mae Winchester.
Sarah had toyed with the idea of calling Dean many times during her pregnancy and during the first year of Aly's life. However it was a small series of strange and terrifying events that finally made her pick up the phone.
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It was September 2003 when Dean received the voicemail. John was off chasing another lead on the thing that killed Mary 20 years earlier. He always became a little more obsessed during the fall, every year marking another year that the monster walked free. Dean was at a gas-n-sip, filling up the Impala when he dialed his voicemail password and listened to the message.
"Dean, it's… it's Sarah. Sarah Willis. From Austin back in '01? I, uh I really need your help. Remember when you told me you hunted things? Uh, monsters? Well there's something here. Something at my work… It... it sounds crazy, and I may sound desperate, but… but I really need your help. Please. If you get this message, we need your help."
Dean flipped the phone shut and closed his eyes. "Sarah." He said, a sly smile spreading across his lips. He didn't remember much from that night, except that Sarah was a total babe. Well that and the searing hangover from hell and lecture from John which tortured him the next day. But man, that Sarah. She was a babe. He hung up the gas nozzle and closed the cap. After paying for his gas he headed towards the interstate. It was only around a days drive to Austin. Dean figured he'd kick a little monster ass and receive a little in return.