Vanessa Singer sighed as she walked through the door from school. She threw her bag onto the couch and went into the study where she found her dad and John Winchester. Vanessa frowned slight - she hadn't seen the Impala outside.
"Hey, Ness," her dad greeted, his expression suddenly bright.
"Hey dad, hey John."
John nodded to her.
"Are Sam and Dean with you? I found a book that Sam would love to read."
"Nessa? Calm down a bit, okay? Go do your homework while we finish up then we will talk,"
Bobby looked at her, hoping it will work.
Vanessa nodded before heading up to her room, after grabbing her bag.
As she entered, arms wrapped around her waist which caused the teen to scream. Bobby and John ran up to her room, laughing when they saw the oldest Winchester son get tackled to the ground.
Dean groaned as his back collided with the wooden floors.
"Oops?" Vanessa smiled innocently.
"I will get you back," Dean smirked as the fathers left.
"Is that a promise, Dean Winchester?"
Dean leaned up and answered her with a kiss.
Vanessa and Dean walked downstairs, their lips bruised and clothes slightly disheveled. The youngest Winchester was sat on the couch, reading through a book.
"Hey, Sam," Vanessa smiled, sitting beside the thirteen-year-old.
Sam looked up, smiling in acknowledgement before returning to his book.
"How do you kids feel about going out for dinner tonight?" John said, walking into the room.
"By out, you mean at the diner, right?" Dean asked, already knowing the answer.
John nodded, to which they all reluctantly agreed to.
"More diner food, yay," Sam said, his voice thick with sarcasm.
"I'm honestly surprised that you three don't get sick more often,"
Vanessa commented."Really, all you eat is shit."
The Winchester brothers both laughed at that.
Vanessa had just finished showering and was straightening her hair. She didn't usually do all this before going out, but her boyfriend was here and they rarely saw each other. A knock on the door startled her out of her thoughts.
"Nessa? You okay in there?" It was Dean.
"Yeah, I'm okay. Do you wanna come in?" She unlocked the door and Dean walked in. "Hey, handsome."
"Woah... Am I in a different universe?"
Vanessa frowned at him before looking down at her attire. She was wearing a blue dress with flats, but with a plaid shirt over the dress.
"Just wanted to look good for my boyfriend," she whispered.
Dean cupped her cheek, stroking it gently, "You always look good."
Their lips smashed together, their eyes closing as they enjoyed the loving kiss.
"So you don't like what I'm wearing?" Ness whispered as she slowly pulled away.
"Did I say that?" Dean smiled, pecking her lips.
Their hands laced together as he slowly walked to the door before he paused.
"Do you have a gun with you?" He looked at her, to which she nodded.
"Always," she replied, pushing up her dress to show him the gun and gun holster.
"Good. Don't want someone to attack us while out."
"Our dads will be with us. You worry way too much."
Dean smiled softly, kissing her again.
Downstairs, John and Bobby were sat in the study, waiting.
"I swear to God, if they don't hurry up," John muttered.
"They are teens, John, give them a break," Bobby huffed.
"Why the hell should I? Dean wasn't like this before he met her. He had his mind straight."
"Are you trying to say that my daughter is a bad influence on him?"
Bobby rose from his seat, glaring at the younger man. Almost daring him to say something.
"Maybe I am! Maybe Vanessa is taking his mind away from his main game! Maybe she is distracting him from hunting!"
Bobby had heard enough, he threw a punch at the oldest Winchester. John held his cheek, shocked. It took a moment for him to recover but when he did, he gave a good fight.
Someone cocked a gun from behind them.
"Step away from my dad and I won't shoot," they heard Vanessa say.
John took a deep breath and did as he was told, the girl did scare him a bit. He saw Dean behind her, the expression on his face telling him that they had heard everything. Bobby stared at his adopted daughter, swallowing a little.
"Now, you are going to go outside and walk away from South Dakota. You are going to walk till one of us calls you. I don't want to see you again till then, you hear me?"
John nodded, grabbing his bag.
"Give the Impala keys to Dean then leave."
He did as he was told, walking out of the door. Dean put the keys in his pocket as Bobby slid the gun out of Vanessa's hand before Dean pulled her into a tight hug. Sam stepped down the stairs, looking at the three.
"Are we still going to the diner?" He asked, innocently.
"Of course, kid. Give us a moment, okay? Go wait by my truck," Bobby smiled.
Sam nodded, walking to the truck.
"Can we go in the Impala?" Vanessa whispered, looking at her dad.
"Of course, honey. I'll take Sam now and tell him that John has gone."
The couple watched as the eldest walked out and to his truck. Dean rubbed the small of Vanessa's back for a few minutes.
"We should probably go or they will wonder where we are," she whispered before heading out to the car.
Dean followed, getting in and starting her up.
"If you wanted me to stay, you could have just asked," Dean teased Vanessa lightly, squeezing her knee.
"Dad will probably try and get you enrolled into school with me," Vanessa looked at him.
"Is that a bad thing?"
"I guess not. I wouldn't mind the protection."
"What if I told you that we are starting tomorrow?"
"Are you serious? Dean! That's amazing!"
Dean smiled, "I'm glad you think so."
First chapter up. Review. Please? First time writing something pre-season. This is more like a prologue, to introduce you to my character, Vanessa. But next chapter will pick up somewhere during season 2. I believe. I have plans for my lovelies. Review your opinion.