Hola readers!
this story was inspired by a daydream shared b/w a dozen girls at my school. Hope u enjoy.
-J2M 3
Ps. please do comment ur suggestions...betas r highly welcome!. unfortunately we do not own any recognizable charters. ignore any major or minor errors :P
in a cheap motel room somewhere in the US
Sam and dean Winchester sit at a small round table eating, well chomping for dean, their dinner. deans phone buzzed as d screen lit up to show a new alert.
they started off the day wid a rather peculiar hunt, well like always, n ended up researching well past midnight.
"dude, guess wats today" asked dean gulping down a sip of beer.
"yup, Skylar turns 30" sam replied grimly though his eyes lit up as he remembered their non-biological sister.
FLASHBACK
"Mark!" screamed john Winchester as a really pissed off werewolf charged at his buddy. "duck!" he screamed and aimed a shot at the creature. n for d first time in his life he missed. "fuck!" he screamed as his heart dropped at the sight as the big bad wolf swung its paw across Marks chest n the woods fills wid d echo of his screams.
"NOOOOO!" screames John as he runs towrds the beast wid his gun raised n 1 shot of a silver buttlet to its heart was all dat was needed to get him down. john dropped to his knees in exhaustion but mostly shock n sorrow. there was silence at the scene just the slight sobs dat john tried hard to keep to himself n the gurgling coughs from Mark as he choked on his own blood.
"J-john.." he mustered as he reached for his friend
"im here Mark" john said taking his hand
"u-u got i-t?"
"i did mate, i did" john sobbed
"ha *cough* good. g-uess dis's it...*cough*huh?" Mark mustered
"..." john didn't know wat to say
mark took his other arm n patted john on d back wid as much force as he could "ol's well ma-an...Sky-lar" he whispered
n dat got johns attention "she safe Mark she'll always be safe" he assured n mentally vowed to keep his friends daughter safe.
Mark looked into his buddy's eyes n smiled a little before nodding n taking his last breath.
(Mark Donovan 1954-1984)
the death of his wife d previous year still haunted john n the death of his best buddy didn't help d situation.
taking deep breathe he knocked on d door of d motel room Mark n Skylar rented. a 10 yr old opened d door.
she looked up to d man n her innocent blue eyes were big n filled wid tears she jumped n hugged john wid all she had.
john saw a crumpled paper in the girls hand n sighed. "oh Mark" he whispered.
"i gott u Sky...its okay baby girl" he soothed as Skylar cried herself to sleep.
john lay her on a bed n ran around grabbing her stuff n packing Marks too as he planned on taking skylar wid him as soon as possible.
wid all of it done john sat beside the sleeping girl n gently unclenched the letter in her hand.
"Dear Baby Sky,
u always asked "where is daddy goin" "wats wid all d boo-boos" so here it is. daddy is a hunter. i dont know how to explain it 2 u, n u could call me coward for dat. but i can say dis Sky n being a Donavan i know ur strong u will undersatnd dat my job is dangerous. and 1 day it wont be me that ull open d door to 1 day it will b john n dat day ull no ur daddy has done his job n gone to a better place. but i tell u did ur ma baby girl i'll love u always never forget that never forget me.
i want u 2 go wid uncle john. i know he loves u n trust him to take care of u. he'll teach u sky, watever i wanted to teach u, he'll love u like would have n most importantly he'll make u what i dreamed of u to b.
all my love,
Daddy"
John wiped off a few off his own tears as his thumb rubbed over a doodle on the back of the letter. it was a man n a little girl.
shortest chapter in fanfic history! i know.
dis is just an experiment. comment if u want us to continue!
J2M 3