Alexis Winchester stared into the charred remains that were once her mother's car. Her hazel green eyes were wide; frozen with sheer disbelief, horror and grief. The light drizzle that was falling had plastered her light brown hair around her face and shoulders. She slowly raised a shaking hand to her mouth, as an anguished cry escaped her lips. A nearby police officer hurried to the sobbing 16 year old, and draped a reassuring arm around her shoulders. He led Alexis away gently, whispering soothing words into her ear. She heard none of the things that were said. Instead, her mind had drifted off to other thoughts. Just how a little over an hour ago her life was completely normal- now it was left in utter ruins.

A week after the Funeral

Alexis flopped heavily onto her bed, and stared at the paperwork before her. It was her mother's last will and testament. She read and re-read the sentence that was plaguing her. 'In the even of my untimely death, Alexis Winchester is to live with her father, Dean Winchester. Signed Andrea Taylor.'

This came as an absolute shock to the teenager. She always thought that if something like this was too happen, she would end up with her Uncle Beau, Andrea's older brother. She couldn't deny the relief she felt though. Alexis didn't care much for her uncle or his prissy family. Thankfully, he wasn't contesting the will. Andrea encouraged Alexis to speak her mind, Beau on the other hand was a firm believer in 'children should be seen and not heard'.

There was a tentative knock on the door, her Aunt Claudia came in. Her cold gray eyes surveyed the cluttered room with a look of disdain. "Your uncle is on the phone with the lawyer. When they're able to find your father" she said with revulsion, "we'll be leaving, and returning to Mississippi."

"Thank God", Alexis thought. She forced a half smile to her lips, "Thank you for letting me know, aunt Claudia…" she sat silent momentarily, "What's going to happen to all of our stuff?"

The older woman sighed and answered as if she were talking to a small child," We've called Goodwill to come tomorrow. They'll spend the next few days packing and clearing things out." And before Alexis could ask another question, Claudia retreated quickly out the door.

Alexis forced her tears away at the thought of all her and her mother's belongings being shipped off. She opened the drawer to her night stand, and pulled out a rumpled photograph. It was a picture of her mother and father. She smiled at the sight of her beautiful mother. Her long blonde hair and bright blue eyes sparkling with happiness. Her gaze traveled to the man in the picture. A smirk played on his lips, as he stared at the woman, his green eyes glinting. She had studied the picture many times, wishing that she could meet her dad. "Now I guess I am", she stated.

Three Days Later

"Dude, hurry the hell up," Sam Winchester yelled through the bathroom door. "I'd like to take a shower before I die!" Strains of AC/DC's "Hells Bells" interrupted his angry door pounding. Hurrying to the night stand, he flipped the phone open with a "Hello?"

"Dean Winchester?" a male voice asked.

"No, umm just a minute," Sam replied as the bathroom door opened. He tossed the phone easily to his brother.

"Who is it," the elder Winchester asked.

"Some guy. You better have left me some hot water, Jerk."

"Bitch," Dean responded brusquely, "Hello?"

"Yes. I'm looking for Dean Winchester."

"You got'em. What can I do for you?"

"My name is Clark James. I'm calling on behalf of Andrea Taylor."

Dean's stomach sank a bit,"yeah?"

"Miss Taylor passed away recently, and has left the guardianship of your daughter to you."

Spots danced in front of his eyes," Daughter," he asked a bit breathless, "I have a daughter?"

"Yes. Alexis Winchester he responded a bit annoyed. Dean remained quiet for several moments. "Mr. Winchester?"

"Yeah, I'm here," he grabbed a pen with the motel logo and a pad of paper, "What's the address?"

"347 Dogwood Lane. Oakhurst Oklahoma, 74050."

After a brief conversation, Dean hung up his phone. The younger Winchester came out of the bathroom. He shook his bangs out of his eyes, as he watched his brother sit shakily on the bed. Sam's brow knitted in confusion as he took in Dean's pale pallor, "Everything okay?"

Dean shook his head slowly. "Dude, I have a daughter."