Pre-Story

Instead of Ben, Lisa gave birth to a girl named Nichole, Nicky for short. When Sam and Dean worked a case over the weekend of Nichole's 8th birthday. Dean thought she was his the timing of the last time he'd seen Lisa lined up. Lisa assured him that Nichole wasn't his, but the truth as she wasn't 100 percent sure, she'd been with one other guy around that time.

When Nichole was 15 her life fell out from under her. Meg a demon who'd recently been shamed by Sam and Dean went to Lisa and Nichole's house. Meg possessed the teenage who'd been up late reading on the couch, Meg allowed the teen to watch as her own body murdered her mom. When Meg was done with the murder still inside Nicky she brought her to Sam and Dean's motel room just outside of town.

Meg acted as if she was Nichole telling the brothers of the murder as she stood before them with bloodied hands and clothes. After the confession that Nicky was really Dean's daughter, she left Nichole's body, the teen girl fell into her father's arms sobbing.

Ever since that day Nichole had been with her dad and Uncle Sam, they'd told her about their past and their "JOB" and they'd kept her out of the immediate fight but she still got caught up in it sometimes. Nichole is now 19 Dean is 34 & Sam is 32.

Chapter 1

"Nichole! I'm not kidding get down here right now." Dean shouted in his rough voice.

"Dean lighten up she's been moving slowly these days." Bobby said walking into his living room.

Dean and brought Nichole to Bobby's after she'd been discharged from the hospital, she'd been staying there ever since.

"Bobby it's been over a month, she doing this to get back at me for leaving her here." Dean said, giving him a side glance.

Bobby just shrugged and walk back into the kitchen where Sam was still trying to look for answers in Bobby's book collection. They'd picked up a case a couple days ago and were having a hard time figuring out what kind of creature it was. They were trying to pick up a trail when Bobby had called with the daily update.

"What do you mean she's not eating?" Dean whispered.

He and Sam were crouched down behind a dumpster following a lead when his phone had gone off.

"What are you whispering for? I told you if you were hunting I'd just call you back later." Bobby said into the phone, taking a sit of scotch.

"Bobby focus! What's going on with Nicky." Dean snapped, rolling his eyes at Sam.

"She's been hold up in her room for a couple days no. I've brought her food but she just won't eat Dean. And another thing..."Bobby trailed off as he went into the basement, just in case Nicky was listening in.

"What other thing Bobby?" Speaking at normal volume now.

Sam and Dean had lost the person they were following and were headed back to the impala.

"She's been having night terrors, screaming and crying in her sleep." Bobby explained, his voice said for the younger girl.

Dean sighed lowering his head sadly, Nicky has nightmares for years after Lisa died. Then they just seemed to stop all together, but they'd still show up every once and a while. Dean had tried to talk to Nicky about it but she'd always turned him down, saying it was no big thing and she didn't need to talk about it.

Dean started up his car, handing the phone over to Sam who'd been listening in the whole time.

"We need to regroup with this whole case, we'll head back to your place tonight. Get there some time tomorrow morning, get your prospective on things." Sam said, looking at Dean who nodded in agreement.

"We'll see you when you get here."

"Find anything?" Bobby sighed talking a seat beside Sam.

"I've got no clue Bobby, this is some new kind of monster. The M.O fits a few different things we've come across in the past but-" Sam cut himself off shaking his head.

"What about a cross breed?" Bobby offered taking a swig from his beet bottle.

"You mean like those Jefferson Star ships?" Dean asked leaning on the door way to the kitchen.

"It's a possibility." Sam said nodding. "Now we just need to compile a list of everything it could be.

"Welcome back." Nichole smiled walking into the kitchen.

Dean looked at his daughter, she wore her regular outfit of Jean shorts and tank top with a cardigan. The smile on her face coving up the fact that she was struggling.

"Look who finally decided to grace us with her presence." Dean said sarcastically.

Nichole rolled her eyes walking over to her uncle, wrapping her arms around his neck

"This is why Sam's my favourite." Nichole dropped her head and kissed Sam's cheek.

Sam reached an arm back returning the hug, giving his eyes a break from the books.

"You're looking good." Sam smiled at her.

When they'd left on their first case they were called away to Nichole still had healing bruises and cuts covering her body. Now there seemed to be no sign of her accident.

"Yea well my ribs are still a little colourful but other than that I'm healed. And I know you Bobby but I seriously need to get out of here, I'm going stir crazy." Nichole laughed.

"You're going to have to put up with it for a few more days." Dean said, arms still crossed as he observed his daughter.

Nichole's smile dropped for her face "I need a walk." She sighed turning and leaving out the back door.

"Hey!" Dean called but the door was already closed, wither his daughter heard him or not she continued to move from the house.

"She seems ok." Sam sighed.

They all knew she was covering for the pain she was feeling, that's what the Winchesters were famous for. Hiding their problems and sadly Nichole had inherited it.

"She's been going on these long walks for about 2 weeks now, ever since she was well enough to walk farther than the couch to the fridge and back." Bobby explained.

Dean nodded "You guys try to see what you can find, I'll be back in a minute."

Both men nodded as Dean went after his daughter.

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Nichole moved around to the side of Bobby's house and walked down to the lot of old and broken cars. The sun was out and warmed her skin as she walked to her usual car, climbing up onto the hood and laying down. Pulling her shades over her eyes, Nichole breathed in deep. Her dreams about the day she killed her mother had been back in full force ever since her accident, which was fuzzy. Her uncle and Dad had told her to specifics of it but when Nichole tried to remember it in her own mind things were blurry.

"You're going to get a weird tan around your eyes."

Nichole sat up with a start, she had been deep in thought not hearing her dad walking up. Nichole did move down from the car, as she looked at her dad.

"Maybe I like the Racoon eyes look." She joked sorely.

Her mind had been in a dark place, it was going to take a couple minutes to push it into the back of her mind.

Dean looked down shaking his head at his daughter attempt at hiding her emotions.

"Bobby said you've been having nightmares again." Dean looked up now wanting to be able to read Nichole's reaction to his words.

"So you're not back just cause you missed me." Sliding off the car Nichole started walking towards the front door to the house.

"Nicky don't walk away. Nichole!" Dean followed after his daughter stopping when she did.

"Look I know you think you can understand it, I've been dealing with the fact that I killed my mother-"

"It wasn't you!" Dean started to argue back, but Nichole cut him off.

"But it was and you keep saying that. It doesn't make it any less painful. It doesn't take the memories away or the fact that mom saw that it was me, my hands took away her life. And you know what? Austin was my fault too."

Dean shook his head furiously now "Stop I told you it was an accident, I shouldn't have left you alone with him. You're looking for someone to blame, don't look to yourself."

"If I'd pushed harder, made you train me I could have done something other than sit there useless!" Tears that had pooled in Nichole's eyes now fell freely down her cheeks.

"Austin was a hunter, a good one. But it's a risky job and hunters die." Dean explained, his guilt at an all time high.

Dean watch as his daughter crossed her arms over her chest, she did that ever since she'd been brought to him. She was protecting herself, blocking out the emotional feelings she did want to show in front of any one.

"We should go help Sam and Bobby." Nichole said flatly.

Dean let her go inside, taking a couple minutes by himself. He remember the day Nichole got admitted to the hospital.

"Dean she'll be fine, Austin is there and if Nicky needs anything she knows to call for Cas." Sam said trying to take the edge off his brother.

Austin was a young hunter who'd joined them a little over a year back. He's lost his uncle to a werewolf they'd been hunting, he'd been on his own for months before he joined the Winchesters. Sam and Dean always hunted alone but the 23 year old hunter was good and followed command, much like Sam had when Dean had gotten him from college.

Everything ran smooth until a couple months back when they'd worked a demon case, Austin had gotten taken and it was a good 2 weeks before they found him. When they did Austin was different, he started going out alone during the day and random times in the night. And it wasn't until a couple weeks before Nichole's "accident" That Sam had figured out what was going on.

The demons who'd taken Austin had pumped his system full of demon blood, and just like Sam had Austin craved it. He'd been drinking the stuff ever since, sneaking out to get his fix and then coming back, Sam had told Dean right away. At first Dean didn't want to believe it because Austin had really become a part of their family. But he started to see signs too, he was stronger and more assertive than usual.

If a case had been really dangerous one of them would stay behind with Nichole usually Austin had always volunteered. He and Nichole had been close ever since he first joined them, they were around the same age. But when they found out about the Blood drinking Dean and Sam confronted Austin who flat out denied it. They fought with him for days, even bringing Cas in to help but nothing.

So when a case popped up and Nichole needed to be left behind with someone Austin offered and it took all Dean had in him to leave his daughter. Austin hadn't been violent or made any aggressive moves on Nichole ever. But something was different that night.

Demons had attached the motel room that night, Austin had managed to fight them all off but when he was done, the blood called for him. In front of Nichole he began to drink.

"Austin what are you doing?" Nichole gasped, she'd never been told of her uncle's dark times with demon blood.

Austin groaned in pleasure as he drank, not hearing the young girls words. Nichole walked closer to him putting a hand on his shoulder to get his attention. Without a second thought Austin swung around giving 2 hard punches to the gut and pushed the body into the wall, hard. It wasn't until she was unconscious on the wall in front of him that Austin realized it was Nichole.

Stepping back horrified he placed Nichole's body onto the motel bed, Dean and Sam were still driving to the site of the murder when Cas showed up in the back seat of their car. He told them of Austin's attack not seeing the whole thing. Dean immediately pulled over and ordered Cas to bring them to the Motel.

Dean has lost his mind seeing his daughters bruised body laying unmoving on the bed with Austin hovering over her, blood on his face. Cas and Sam had to hold Dean off when he tried to go after Austin, who'd kept repeating the same words over and over "I'll stop drinking it I promise." "I didn't mean to." "I didn't see, I'll get sober." "I need help."

"Don't you ever come back here!" Dean had yelled at him "If I ever see you near my daughter again!"

Cas had zapped the Winchesters to the hospital where Nichole was brought into the intensive care unit. Dean passed the waiting from while Sam tried to run over what had happened he was fear full for his nieces life and worried for his brother. But he also felt sad for Austin, he knew how hard it was to resist demon blood once you were hook.

"If she doesn't pull through, Imma kill that little son of a bitch!" Dean growled.

"Dean I know your angry-"

"Damn right I'm angry, I'm more than angry!"

"Dean!" Sam tried to get his brother to quiet his voice.

Dean suddenly stopped pacing and look at the angel sitting next to his brother.

"Do you have enough angel juice to do memory wipes?"

"Dean." Sam was shocked and horrified at what his brother was suggesting.

"No Sam. Well do you?" Dean directed the end to Cas.

"Yes. What do you want me to remove exactly?" Cas was pensive, he couldn't do a lot anymore and was happy to help where he could.

"I want her to remember the demon's broke in, but before it died one of them killed Austin."

Sam stood up, glaring at his brother. Dean had given permission and tampered with his mind many times before and he hated it. It made him feel lied to and violated.

"Dean think about this, what it will do to her."

"I'm thinking about my Daughter Sam. I'm thinking about her lying on an operating table while the doctors try to repair the damage that scum bag did to her. She doesn't need to remember him doing what he did to her."

Sam just shook his head in defeat sitting back down.

Dean ran a hand down his face as he looked over the junk yard of cars in Bobby's yard, he's done the right thing by his daughter. Even if everyone else didn't see it.

A quick thank you to the guest who pointed out asking who Jessica was... I'd originally named Nichole Deans daughter Jessica but changed it in case I wanted to mention Sam's dead girlfriend Jess (Jessica). The mistake has been fixed. Let me know what you think of this first chapter :)