Alright First Supernatural Fan Fic. I write about other shows on a different account but didn't want to put this one on there
Okay there are a lot of Dean Winchester daughter stories but I still think this will be fun and how cool would this be?
Anyway this is set in 2018 after all of the shows (most) of them have been solved and now this is pure making up of the storyline. Dean is about thirty nine at this point, making Sam thirty five.
This chapter will be super short as it is just the intro.
"What is so important Cas?" You hear an angry voice ask over the cell phone and cringe sitting on the couch of a Motel 6. You cross and uncross your legs clad in tight fitting dark wash jeans that have been worn well and staring at her black canvas on black rubber shoes with black laces. You have three pairs: One for dirty jobs, one for regular jobs and one for dressing up. This is your dressing up pair. You felt as if you should care a little what you look like at the moment. You chose a maroon ribbed tank top with your dark blue synch waist navy jacket over it. You ware this jacket all the time it was really just the shoes that made any difference. You are liable to start picking at the American flag patch on the left sleeve if you get any more nervous.
"Just pull up to the motel on your left Dean." Cass says in his exasperated tone which sounds like all the rest of his tones. He may to work on his tones. "Dean you ask stupid questions when you know I am an angel. I know where you are." He clicks the phone shut. You have been with Cas when he has been talking with him before but now it's different because he is coming here.
"I feel you are nervous from over here." He says in his exasperated tone. Or is that his soothing tone? You know it is his soothing tone but the thought makes you chuckle none the less and Cass quirks an eyebrow at you. You take a deep breath and stare at him for a minute.
"What if he doesn't like me?" You ask feeling a little ashamed for sounding like a teenage girl as this comes out. You are eighteen after all but teenage doesn't really apply when you have been fighting off demons and all the rest of hell since you were twelve. Six years ago is when Castiel saved you.
"He doesn't like anyone." He said matter-of-factly. You shake your head at his literalness.
"What is he expecting?" You ask him
"He is expecting me alone in this hotel room." He said pacing in front of the door.
"What are you going to tell him?" you ask again. You stand up now and walk over to him. "Cass what if he doesn't believe you. What if he rejects me? What if he doesn't want to have anything to do with me?"
"Then you will go back to being a hunter and continue on your ways. But he must know. Bobby convinced me at first not to tell him and then you but it is time that he knew." Cass said taking your shoulders in his hands and giving you a solid shake to reassure you of his plan. It doesn't work.
You go back to the couch and sit down taking a deep breath. You have to remind yourself that this isn't the end of the world. That Dean and Sam Winchester will not be the thing that kills you. You have faced much worse things than family confrontation before and this isn't about to make you turn tail and run. You have almost got yourself calmed down when there is a knock at the door that makes you jump a little inside as you sit straighter on the couch.
They both come in. You have seen them before of course. From a distance you have watched them Cas, bobby or another sympathetic hunter by your side. But up close as they walk into the room together is nothing like before. They move as a pair. They are completely comfortable and confident with what the other will do even if it is as simple as walking into a room.
"What is this Cas, We are tracking down a vamp we don't have time…." Dean trails off looking in your direction. Sam looks over too and tilts his head.
"Who is that?" Sam asks
"You gotta girl here?" Dean asks with a little pride but you wrinkle your nose at that prospect and Cas just looks at him.
"It is a girl." Cas says to him
"Well who is it Cas." He asks loudly and you can't stand it anymore so you get up and walk over to him holding your right hand for him to shake. The four suits of card symbols tattooed on the outside of your fingers. You look into his eyes which are your own; that shimmering light green with just a hint of trouble to them. Also you realize that you have the light smattering of freckles that he does across his face. You are proud of that for some reason you cannot explain. You twist your dark brown hair over one shoulder and hold out your hand again. He looks at you but doesn't take your hand so you start in on what you have been planning to tell him forever.
"My name is Jude Ira Masonwic and I am your daughter Dean Winchester."