AN: Woot! My first Supernatural fic! I've read so many great ones and I've been hankering to write one for a while so here goes! Please review and enjoy!

Playlist:

Radiohead-Everything in its Right Place

Ratt-Round and Round

Chapter One-Surprise

A seventeen year old Dean and thirteen year old Sam were playing cards with cartoons on in the background while their dad and Bobby Singer talked in Bobby's study.

There was a knock at the door and Dean got up to get it.

"No cheating Sammy!" he yelled as he made his way to the door.

Sam just shook his head.

Dean opened the door, a look of confusion on his face at first. He looked down as he felt a tug on his pant leg.

"Is this Bobby Singer's house?" a little girl asked.

She looked up at him with green eyes that looked eerily like his. She had dark brown curls that went passed her shoulders and she wore a Pocahontas backpack and was clutching a small stuffed dragon.

"Uh, yeah." Dean knelt down so he was at eye level with her. "Are you lost?"

She shook her head. "You said this was Bobby Singer's house," she said matter-of-factly.

"How do you know Bobby?" Dean's brow furrowed. He was wondering how a little girl knew who Bobby was. He looked out into the yard but didn't see anyone else except for a taxi just leaving the driveway.

"I don't. Will you just let me in Mr." she said, stomping her foot.

Dean laughed and stood up, grabbing her hand. "Come on little miss."

Dean shut the door after she came in and he led her to Bobby's study.

"Who's that?" Sam asked looking away from the TV.

Dean just shrugged and Sam got up to follow them.

When they reached the study Dean was opening his mouth to speak when the little girl let out a squeal.

"Daddy!" she dropped her dragon and ran to John. His face held his shock at seeing the little girl.

Bobby, Sam and Dean all wore shocked expressions as well, all of them glued to John as he held out his arms for the little girl.

No, it couldn't be, Dean thought. But then again she had green eyes just like his. But how could this be? All his dad did was hunt. He didn't have time to be with women, let alone have another kid.

He watched as John pulled the little girl up into his lap.

John placed a kiss on her forehead before asking "Abigail what are you doing here?"

"Mommy sent me." She said like he should've known that already.

"Is she here?" he looked up at the doorway then back down at her.

Abigail shook her head.

"How did you get here then?"

"Mommy." She dug into her pocket and pulled out a crumpled piece of paper. "See?" She held it out for him and he took it.

It was Bobby's address.

She got down from John's lap and took off her backpack. She reached into it and pulled out a wad of cash.

"Why would she give you this address and all this money?" John's brows were knitted together in worry. He'd told Abigail's mom this address but only for an emergency. Being a hunter, someone or something could find out about them and he didn't want them to be unable to get help or reach him.

"Mommy took me to the bus station and put me on a bus. She told me once I got here to take a taxi to this address," she smiled and put her hands on her little hips, clearly proud of herself.

"She said I had to leave. That it wasn't safe and I had to find Daddy. She said she was going away for a while."

John exchanged a glance with Bobby, who still wore a look of shock as he watched the pair of them.

"Do you know where she went?"

Abigail shook her head. "No but I think she was sick. She wasn't acting like herself."

"What do you mean?" John's expression was now even more worried.

"She would look at me and start yelling and crying and tell me to go away. I didn't do anything wrong Daddy I promise."

"I know," he said. "Sam why don't you take Abigail upstairs and play for a little while okay?"

Sam nodded although he looked unhappy. He walked up to Abigail. "Hi Abigail I'm Sam. Do you want to play?"

Abigail smiled and wrapped her arms around Sam's legs. "Yes Sam, are you gonna be my friend."

"Uh, yeah, come on," he said, peeling her off him and leading her out of the study.

The study was filled with a tense silence until they heard the door upstairs slam much harder than was necessary.

"WHAT THE HELL DAD!" Dean roared, furious.

John stood up, crossed the room in one stride and had his face in Dean's. "Don't you dare talk to your father like that."

"John, what the hell?" Bobby said in a regular tone of voice.

John sighed and turned to Bobby. "I never meant for it to happen. It was a one night stand. Her mother got hold of me a year later. The least I could do was see Abigail."

"Abigail? And how often have you seen her since?" Dean asked.

"A few times every year, usually when I drop you boys off here."

"So all those times you didn't have a hunt you were playing daddy to some little girl!"

"Dean," John warned.

Dean wasn't having any of it. "So a few weeks ago when you left Sam with me after that hunt?"

John nodded.

Dean lost it, turning and punching a wall.

"Hey boy!" Bobby warned.

Dean turned back around to face John. "How could you do this to me and Sam? How could you betray mom like this!?"

"Dean, I said…"

Dean cut him off. "I know it was a 'one night stand.' That's no excuse dad! You make me and Sam hunt, live a life on the road without a home but she gets to have a normal life!? She gets the side of you that we rarely see!? How you kissed her on the forehead! When's the last time you hugged Sam huh!? Or me even!?"

"Dean really? I've given you boys the best I can. She has a mom to take care of her. If I didn't have to bring her into this life then I wasn't going to."

"Nice to know how you feel about me and Sam dad," he spat the last word out and left.

He grabbed the keys to the impala and slammed the front door.