Okay guys so I got a request to do this, it is normally not my thing to go out and do new characters but I thought I would give it a shot since somebody asked oh so nicely!
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"Knock it off Dean" Sam's irritated voice pierced through Dean's laughter.
"What's the matter Sammy, don't want Nair in your shampoo again"? Dean voiced holding back laughter.
"HA-HA"
"Oh come on I was just having a little fun" Dean said stealing a glance t the itching powder that now laid on the nightstand.
"Yeah well these things always escalates"
"Alright, alright"
Even though Sam was playing pissed off he didn't mind fooling around and having some fun like the good old days with Dean. The two sat there laughing only for it to be interrupted by a knock at their door.
"Were you expecting anyone?" Sam asked while holding his .22 behind his back.
"No" Dean held the Sam position as Sam as he made his way to the door to go look through the small peep whole.
"It's some kid" Dean was surprised to say the least 'why the hell is there a kid at our door' He thought out loud.
"I don't know, do they look like a threat?" Sam said, only a couple feet behind Dean.
"Not really but her back is turned to the door"
"Well answer it, it's just a kid"
Dean cracked open the door just enough to see what the girl wanted.
"You lost kid"? He asked, truly confused why there was a girl at their motel door.
She laughed and turned around he guessed for her to be about 16 or 17 but she looked like she could pass for 21.
"No" She said matter of factly, with a smile on her face,
"Ok" Dean said slowly since the girl had yet to explain her presence.
"Are you Dean Winchester"?
"OK" he was not expecting that how did this girl know who he was. "Who's asking" was his only response; he wanted to slap himself for sounded like a cliché out of some movie.
"Can you just answer my question"?
"No I want to know why you want to know"
"DAMMIT! Can you just answer the question"?
Her sudden change in tone caught Dean by surprise. "Fine i'm Dean, now who's asking"
"Dean we need to talk"
"Look I still have no clue who you are, or what you want some random kid shows up at my doorstep asking me all sorts of questions i'm not going to just let you in"
Sam appeared behind Dean making his appearance known.
"You must be Sam," She said.
"Um yeah and you are" How the hell did she know who we are, let alone find us, Sam thought to himself.
"Fine, you wont let me in then I guess I will have to explain it from here" she paused before continuing, "My name is Macy Winchester Hollows"
Ok if he was confused before he is shit out of luck now, why was this girls middle name his last name, he had so many questions it was making it harder to think.
"I'm your Daughter"
WHAT! He thought to himself "I'm sorry what did you say" Was all he managed to spit out, this girl had to of made a mistake.
"Its true, look if you could just let me in I can prove it to you"
"Dean let her in" Sam spoke up.
"Fine" Dean stepped away from the door to let her in; truly looking at her he noticed how beautiful she was.
Her hair was brown but had a tint of read and he guessed that it was about 6 inches past her shoulders, her bangs went strait across he forehead and her hair was wavy. Dean noticed her eyes how they sparkled in the light and how they were a mix between Blue and green; she was the most beautiful thing. She held herself like a hunter, but he couldn't tell if she was one or not she never did fully turning there back away from a door periodically scanning the room they were in, she reminded himself of him when he was her age. She was wearing a pair of dark jeans, paired with a t-shirt and a leather jacket he noticed she had a dog tag around her neck with a ring that was put on the chain. He smirked he liked the girls taste in clothing. Dean was pulled out of his thoughts when Macy started talking.
Macy had noticed Dean eyeing her over and she laughed, "We going to stare at each other or actually talk"?
Dean's face flushed to a bright red, seeing as how Macy had noticed him staring.
"Look you said you could prove it" Sam said.
"Yeah hold on" She turned around to retrieve something out of her backpack.
Dean and Sam noticed the gun tucked in the back of her jeans and took that as a threat and held their guns so they were now pointed at her.
Macy turned around and laughed, once again taking them by surprise. "Seriously guys just because I have a gun doesn't make me a threat" she laughed, "hunters nowadays are getting a little jumpy"
"Wait how do you know about hunters" Sam asked slightly lowering his weapon.
"Please i've been hunting my entire life my mom died when I was 13, i've been on my own since then"
'This girl had been living by herself since she was 13!' Dean thought.
"I'm sorry about your mom" Sam said truly.
"Its ok i've come to terms with it" She paused "Here" She said handing them a folder.
Dean took it from her and opened slowly he pulled out the piece of paper with a photo attached and his heart nearly stopped at what he saw next.