Hi, and welcome to my new story – which is currently untitled. I'm still trying to figure that one out. Most of my stories have their names taken from songs but I'm hoping to make an original title. So this is gonna be completely AU, different from my other story. I don't want to go into much detail because I feel it would ruin the story. Basically it's gonna be a daughter fic. But that's all I'm saying – like I said, it's nice to keep things simple. Makes for more surprises. So, I don't own any part of Supernatural, only my character Grace and any others I may introduce.

Sam and Dean currently sat in a small, homely diner on the outskirts of a small town called River's Pass, new Jersey. They had just finished a case for Bobby which involved a creature called a 'Each usige', a water spirit that originated in Scotland but somehow found its way over to the small town. Three men had died before they had turned up and it would have soon been another only they had figured out what it was and killed it. The town only had a population of 754, so even though a small amount of people had died, it still was enough to cause alarm.

The spirit had a particularly nasty way for claiming its victims, as well as crafty. Sam had discovered that it was effectively a shapeshifter that could disguise itself as a horse and also a man. Even the slightest touch of water meant its skin would turn sticky, thus trapping the victim where the Each usige then pulled him down, causing drowning. Of course this was a horrible spirit, so as well as the drowning it then tore its prey apart. Going to the morgue to look at the remains of a victim was something that Sam and Dean were used to doing, but even this was one of the worst they had seen.

So with the task finished, killing the spirit by stabbing it through the heart with an iron knife and then burning it, they sat in a relative silence while Sam researched to find a case. Dean however was muttering to himself how his back was definitely was broken after being flung against a rock, to which Sam replied if it was he would be crippled if it was. Deans answer back to him was to shut his piehole when suddenly 'Back in Black' broke the silence with the noise coming from his cellphone. Dean smirked while searching for it in his pocket – he never failed to when he heard it, in contrast to Sam's pansy music.

'Hello,' he questioned as he held it to his ear while putting his fork down. 'Yeah, this is him,' Dean said with a look of apprehension on his face. Sam couldn't hear the person on the phone and was curious to know what the conversation was about. Not a lot of people knew their numbers – it being too dangerous. On the other hand Dean, well, was Dean. God knows how many girls numbers he had on his cell. He listened on. Suddenly Dean's eyes widened and the colour drained from his face. Sam tapped him on his hand and his face clearly asked the question 'what's wrong?' Dean shook his head vigorously as he answered to the person on the other end of the cell. 'Are you sure? I mean, I think I'd know if I had one of those.' Sam's nose wrinkled; one of what?

He watched as his brother, whose face still had its colour to retain, nodded oblivious to the fact that the caller couldn't see him. 'Okay, well I'll be there soon as.' He disconnected the call and sat staring at the phone for a few more seconds until he abruptly stood up, threw money down and proceeded to walk out seemingly in a daze. Sam quickly followed and was determined to find out what happened. He could clearly see that his brother was in shock, but why? He wasn't too sure. He climbed into the car, where Dean now sat staring at the steering wheel. 'Dean, what happened? Was that Bobby?', he asked hoping nothing had happened who practically was their second father. Still Dean sat saying nothing and they both sat in the car for another few minutes, watching traffic and people go by. Then, barely audible, Dean whispered, 'I have a daughter Sammy.'

This time it was Sam's turn to be speechless, vaguely thinking he must have resembled a fish in water as his mouth was opening and closing repeatedly, not knowing what to say. Sure he knew his brother got around a lot and his maturity sometimes left a lot to be desired but he wasn't that stupid, was he? Sam finally found his voice, his eyebrows raised, 'Wow, err, was that the mother on the phone?' Dean visibly twitched at this and immediately the younger brother knew it wasn't. 'No, it was child services. Apparently she died in a car crash and had no other family. My name was on the birth certificate, the only reason they found me was because she had my number still. Sam nodded at this, 'Do you remember her', he asked. To this Dean nodded, 'Remember that case in Iowa where we hunted the demon doing the deals. I hooked up with that girl Allie'. Sam grimaced at this, he didn't want to hear all the details.

'She's only four months old Sammy', Dean's face looked devastated. Sam thought about how the little girl was just two months younger than when he was when their own mother died. 'So, what you gonna do?' he asked tentatively. 'Well, I know I'm not leaving her to be taken in my some douchebag. We're gonna go get her.' Dean said with steely determination written all over his face as he revved the car and exited the diner onto the road. Sam knew by his brothers actions and appearance that nothing he said would change his mind. So on they started the journey to meet the future generation of the Winchester.

So this is just a short first chapter to see how it goes and if people like it, so don't forget to review. Thanks.

Also I've just started a new SPN blog on the website blogger. It's basically for those in the UK or other places who want to keep up with the news. It's very new, so most of the news you will already know, but i wanted to start from near the start of season seven. It starts soon in America so i hope to post some info from when it does. Maybe some spoilers. I'll post the link onto my profile page. Thanks again.