Chapter 2

John had just went back to his room to get a few things and so Andrea walked up to her best friend with an unhappy look on her face. Phoebe could tell that Andrew was really angry and she could tell what she would do next. Andrea glared at Phoebe.

"Phoebe! Why? Why didn't you tell me that I would be facing John Winchester of all people. Don't you get it Pheebs. I ran away. If John ever found out that I was his daughter he would kill me." Andrea yelled as Phoebe just shrugged her shoulders.

"You know as well as I do that my visions aren't always right. Cause if they were then I could have probably have saved Jess' life. And he's your dad. You should tell him." Phoebe yelled. She knew that it was difficult for Andrea, but how difficult was it on John, Dean and Sammy. Andrea was their daughter and sister. She looked up at Andrea to see her glaring a very dark glare at her.

"Don't you dare! You dare tell John who I am and I will never ever speak to you again. This is my life, Phoebe. And John is my father." Andrea yelled as she glared. Phoebe then glared at her as well. Why did Andrea expect her to tell, even though she knew that she should tell John that she was his daughter.

"Okay, rewind. Why do you automatically assume that I am going to tell your father who you are? This isn't my business Drew, it's yours. And I'm gonna respect that, but you need to tell him at one point. You can't put it off forever." Phoebe yelled as Andrea sighed, she knew that Phoebe was right and to be honest that actually hurt her that she would think so badly of her friend.

"I'm sorry, Pheebs. I'm just frustrated. Until eight months ago I was in school and having fun with Jess and the guys. Not to mention having fun with Sam. I know he's my brother but I got to know him as a friend and not just a baby brother." Andrew spoke sadly as she stalked over to the beds. It was then that she saw that her son was wide awake and looking at her.

"Hey baby, how long have you been awake?" Andrea asked as she picked her little boy up. He reminded her so much of her big brother. After their mother had died Dean refused to speak. It was only when she was hospitalised that he decided to start again. She didn't know how long it would take Lucas but she was scared. The door then suddenly opened as John reappeared in the room with his research

"I've been tracking the Wendigo for a while now and I think I have almost caught it's hideout. The only problem is that it is going to kill someone else if we don't hurry and get working on this." John spoke as he noticed the scene before him. He looked at the young mother comforting the young boy and he remembered himself doing that with his children. Andrea picked Lucas up as she turned. She stopped when she saw John.

"He had a nightmare. So, I'll come on the hunt with you and Phoebe and I'll call Steve to come and pick my kids up." Andrea spoke as John frowned, he knew that he hadn't been the best parent in the world but for the first year of Mary's death he had spent it helping his children and the hunts.

"So your not staying with your son. He looks absolutely terrified. What type of parent does that?" John yelled as what he said broke Andrea's heart as she glared at John in boiling rage. How could he say that to her. At least she was trying.

"How dare you? I am a good mother, John. And I'm sorry that I'm trying to help my children in the only way I can. And that is by killing every son of a bitch I can get my hands on. I'm only twenty-four, John." Andrea yelled as she felt the tears beginning to sting her eyes, but she wouldn't let them fall. she wasn't going to give John the satisfaction. She couldn't believe he was being such a jerk as Sam liked to call people. John couldn't believe that. The girl reminded him so much of Anna and Sam. And she was the same age as Anna. Except John couldn't picture his Anna leaving her children with someone else to do a hunt.

"Why don't I take the kids to the park right now?" Phoebe asked as the two youngest began to cry at the yelling adults. Andrea turned to her girls. Lucas was hugging Haley while Phoebe was rocking Bella in her arms.

"Good idea. Cause me and John are going to get to work. I want this hunt over with and soon. I can't stand being in this situation any longer!" Andrea yelled as she stormed out of the room for some fresh air. Why did he always have to make her feel so crap. She noticed the door open and hoped that Phoebe hadn't spilt the beans on her. But it wasn't John it was Phoebe.

"He didn't mean it you know, Drew. And if he knew who you were he wouldn't have said it." Phoebe spoke as Andrea turned and glared at her. Phoebe noticed the tears in Andrea's eyes. She walked over and hugged her.

"You may not know this but he never says something he doesn't mean. John Winchester always has to call the shots. Trust me I know my father a lot more than you do." Andrea spoke as she hugged Phoebe back. She knew that what her dad had said was true, but she didn't want to believe it.

"Actually I do know. I'm a psychic remember. And he doesn't mean what he said. You might not know but he was doing the exact same thing as you are now twenty-two years ago. Lucas is a lot like Dean and you are a lot like John." Phoebe spoke as Andrea glared at her. Lucas might be like Dean but she was nothing like John. Phoebe looked at her again. She knew that if Andrea knew what she knew then she would kill her, but it was for her on good. And John's too.

Steve had just arrived and taken the kids out of town. As Andrea, Phoebe and John began to get to work on the job at hand. The research that John had done had led them to believe that the Wendigo was hiding in the far side of the forest. And now they were getting their things together so that they could hunt the son of a bitch.

"Okay so I'm driving." Andrea told the room as both Phoebe and John complained. And Andrea knowing John the way she did knew that he was going to win any fight that she put his way. John was just that petty. And what was worse was that he wouldn't even give her a chance. They were now all in John's black Chevy truck as Andrea remembered the last time that she sat in this truck. It was just before the death of Brooke Thompson, she was only eighteen at the time and they were fighting. She didn't believe that Brooke and her nephew Jamie were responsible for the death of Jamie's parents. And she was right it turned out that it was Jamie's sister who was responsible. And because of that both Jamie and Brooke died. She still felt guilty. That was the reason why she had disappeared in the first place, because she felt responsible.

"Okay we stick together and I don't care what you say. We are sticking together." John said to the girls as Andrea rolled her eyes. Same old John. This is going to be fun she thought sarcastically to herself. It was then that she noticed that John was staring at her.

"What? I heard you. We stick together, but if you get shot in the ass then I was just trying to catch the Wendigo." Andrea said as she smiled sarcastically at John. John and Phoebe just laughed which made Andrea fell like she was a kid again. And that wasn't something that she wanted. She was an adult. Luckily they had all made it to the forest alive, despite the fact that Andrea and John were at each others throats. Phoebe kept trying to keep up with the light talk which was doing more harm than good. Andrea looked around. She felt like she was walking in circles.

"This is getting us no where. Are you sure that you research is right?" Andrea asked as she questioned John. John looked at her. Was the kid looking for a death wish or was she just that stupid.

"Yes I am sure that my research is right. Are you sure that you can handle this type of job kid?" John said as he put emphasis on the word kid. That really got to Andrea. She wasn't a kid. And she was about to make herself heard before she noticed something. She then turned and found a Wendigo jumping out at John

"DAD! Look out!" Andrea yelled as she pushed John to the ground before shooting the Wendigo in the heart with the flare gun before it could reach her father. The thing slumped to the ground dead as the flames lit it's dead heart. John looked up at the girl.

"Did you just call me dad? Anna?" John asked as Andrea turned away in fear. She was so going to be dead because now John knew that she was Adrianna Mary Winchester, his daughter……