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A.N: I'm new to this board and haven't read to many fics, I just love the sister ones, so if anyone feels it's similar to another one tell me so I can switch it up.
Chapter 1: The letter
11 Years Ago
John,
I know you asked me never to contact you after that night we had together, you know I would only break my promise if it meant life or death. You really opened up to me that night, granted we were both wasted and you couldn't resist my British charm and my hot surfer bod, but I really grew close to you in those few hours we were together. I can understand it was a big step for you to let me in, to tell me about your wife, your job and why you move around a lot. You told me that is why you couldn't bare for me to contact you, in fear that I would suffer the same fate as your wife, I appreciate that but I am afraid that wasn't enough. What I am trying to say is I need your help. I know it's a stretch to reach out to someone after five years of no contact but there are some things I need you to know before I can explain my problem. You see 5 years ago WE were blessed with a beautiful girl Kathleen Domino Shane. Hmm… what I would give to see your face right now. Was it selfish for me to keep her from you? I don't know…I did what I felt was best at the time, to keep her safe from the supernatural beings you hunt. Anyway, last year Kat and I…she prefers beings called Kat or Dom, pretty demanding for a five year old eh? … Like I was saying, we moved to Miami Beach. Kat loves it here, she's getting better at her surfing for such a young tyke, she takes after me I guess. Boy is she talented. I know what you're thinking. I am NOT stalling Johnny-boy. Well…maybe I am, the point is that there have been some strange occurrences happening around the house for the past two weeks, flickering lights, high wind forces (great for the surf), and a shadow figure that I caught of glimpse. If it wasn't for those piercing yellow eyes, John you know I would have kept to my word and never sent you this, its just that…I'm scared, not for myself but for OUR daughter. Our address is on the envelope. Please, hurry.
Love always,
Monet Shane
