She didn't wait for any of them to respond, she smiled and ran back out the door and headed off with her friends. Dean sat there for a moment, dumbfounded. John sat there with a smile on his face then let out a tiny chuckle.

"What's so funny," asked Sam.

"Ryder, I just realized how much she reminded me of your mother. She too rambled when she was really nervous; but most of all it was the hug. Your mother never left anywhere without giving a big hug first either. She always said…you never know."

(IMPORTANT note, Uncle Garrett is being "played" by Ryan Gosling (as an Irishman)

"Not all Princesses' wear Pink"

(part 1)

Wearing an Armani white twill button down dress shirt with his sleeves rolled up, along with black silk Armani slacks and slick black Prada dress shoes, Garrett answered the door. He was still on a business call. Dean, Sam and John were waiting on the other side. He gave them brief eye contact, a slight nod and left the door open for them to come in. He walked in the other room to finish his call.

"I don't care what Smith said," Garrett bellowed in his strong Irish accent, "we have a written contract…."

The three Winchester men continued to stand there for a minute.

"Ummm, my guess is we can go in?" Sam asked.

"Yeah, I guess so," Dean added."

They walked in and were immediately blown away from the luxury of it all. They stood in the foyer for another minute before Ryder entered the room from the same direction her uncle Garrett just went into. She was wearing a cream colored Chiffon ruffle, sleeveless, sun mini dress. To set it off she wore a thick multi-color silk head band to match with her brown two inch sandal wedges. She had clearly been crying but was doing her best to not draw too much attention to it. She greeted each of them. Dean spoke the moment he saw her. He was truly blown away, still in shock that this beautiful little girl was his daughter.

"Wow, Ryder, you look absolutely stunning."

"Thank you Dean," she said a bit bashfully then hugged him hello.

She hugged Sam then John; each taking notice to her obvious distress.

"Hey sweetie," said John, "what's wrong?"

Both Dean and Sam looked at John immediately as they were caught off guard by his tender and affectionate tone. They were both very much used to him being the kind of dad that would just tell them to throw some dirt on it and walk it off, you're fine. Of course, Ryder wasn't his child, she was his grand-daughter, a whole different kind of relationship altogether. She looked up at him then Dean and Sam.

"Oh, umm it's nothing, really," she tried to say nonchalantly, "Oh; can I take your jackets for you?"

They knew she was trying to avoid the subject and decided to let it go at that moment. They each handed her their jacket. She carried the jackets with her as she walked over to the intercom.

"Maria, would you please come in here to the foyer?"

"Yes Miss Ryder," she replied right away.

They remained where they were as they waited for Maria.

"So, what does your Uncle Garrett do for a living?" Sam asked taking even further notice to the surrounding luxury.

"It's the family business, pharmaceuticals. When my grandparents died last year everything was left to me and Uncle Garrett. Of course I can't physically have any control of my estate until after I graduate college; but, Uncle Garrett became the CEO suddenly so because of that, he has been a little stressed."

Dean was about to make a comment when Maria, their live-in maid walked up. Ryder gave her a big smile.

"Maria, please take care of their jackets would you?

"Sure thing, Miss Ryder."

She smiled and took the jackets from her arms.

"Oh, about how much longer until dinner?"

"Twenty minutes Miss."

"Thank you Maria," she smiled sweetly.

Maria smiled back then told Ryder something she was most grateful to hear.

"Miss, pongo algunos loción en su cuarto de baño. Debería ayudarle a sentirse mejor."

"Gracias Maria! ¡Eres el mejor!"

(Miss, I put some lotion in your bathroom. It should help you feel better.)

(Thank you Maria, you're the best!)

"Si, I know," she played off jokingly."

Ryder giggled and gave her a big hug. Maria threw her a smile then walked off into the other room.

"Lotion to feel better?" Sam asked.

"Oh, you speak Spanish?"

"A little."

"Well, good to know. Soo would you like a tour of the house since we have some time before dinner?"

Sam smirked, "you just aren't going to tell us what's wrong are you?"

"I really rather not please."

She looked up and batted her eyes up at him. He suddenly felt a tug at his heart, they all did as they weren't used to having a girl in their family. She appeared so sweet and innocent.

"Leave her alone Sammy," said Dean with his hand unconsciously resting on his chest.

"Yeah Sam, leave her alone," John added.

"Yeah, yeah, no problem, sorry."

She looked at all three Winchester men and noticed how they all seemed genuinly concerned. She let out a big sigh as she started walking towards the den to start the tour. She started thinking about wanting to start the relationship off with them right and that meant no secrets. She turned around and looked up at each of them.

"Okay, I'll tell you but honestly, I was trying to avoid it because we only just met and I didn't want you to think I'm a horrible person."

"I seriously doubt we would ever think that," said Dean.

"Okay, but before I tell you, you need to know my uncle loves me very much and is in no way abusive to me."

"Alright," said John with concern, "we're listening."

Ryder took a deep breath and hesitantly confessed.

"Not long before you arrived, Uncle Garrett spanked me."

Each Winchester was momentarily dumbfounded as that was the last thing they expected to hear.

"He spanked you? What are you, 15 or 16 and he spanked you? What the hell?" Dean spat angrily.

"Fuck off."

Dean stopped immediately and looked at Ryder with a fatherly look of authority he was so naturally able to display.

"Excuse me?"

"Well, first, I'm 15 and second, that is what I said to my uncle and why I got in trouble."

She told them the story.

DDD

It was close to fifteen minutes before the Winchesters were due to arrive for dinner. Ryder was in the kitchen finishing up the dessert she had baked. Garrett walked in with his phone attached to his ear as it often was recently.

"Jackie, it doesn't matter how it happened, just fix it! I want that emailed to me with its corrections within 20 minutes!"

Garrett huffed then hung up the call. He poured his self a drink and noticed Ryder. He was stressed more than ever but realized he hadn't spoken to his niece all day; aside from the phone conversation they had about the Winchesters. He walked in. She was already upset. He took a sip of his bourbon.

"Hello sweetheart."

She barely turned around to acknowledge him.

"hi," she said with a tad of bitterness in her tone.

Garrett didn't blame her for being upset. He had to run a multi-billion dollar company and be a single parent. He hated to admit that he tended to put the company first a lot of the time.

"How was the championship?" He asked in attempt to ignore her solemn tone.

"We won," Ryder answered but then added in a much softer voice, "as if you really care."

"Excuse me?"

"Nothing."

"No, you said something, what was it?"

"I said as if you really care!" She snapped.

Again trying to put aside her tone, he replied, "and why wouldn't I care?"

"Why? Because you missed the last four tournaments plus tonight's championship. I hardly ever see you for dinner and sometimes not until breakfast the next day! You don't care about me!"

Garrett was growing very inpatient from his nieces' exaggerated drama. He tried to stay calm.

"Look, I'm very sorry you feel I don't care. That is far from true. I..."

Garrett was cut off.

"You are not fuckin sorry and you don't care!"

"Watch your language and tone this very second little girl. I'm warning you."

It was too late; Ryder was already in motion of self destruction.

"Jesus Fucking Crist! Just go deal with the fucking company and FUCK OFF!"

Ryder immediately wished she could turn back time and start over. She was almost just as shocked as Garrett for saying what she did. He didn't say a word at that moment. She grabbed her by the arm, moved her on the other side of the kitchen and bent her over a counter. He wrapped one arm from underneath and held her study. He flipped up her dress and pulled her white boy shorts quickly down to the middle of her thighs. He started to spank her good and hard using only his hand. He spanked her for close to a minute without any pause. Ryder was crying intensely as her uncle was anything but weak. A wooden spoon nearby caught Garrett's eye; he stopped just long enough to grab it. He got back in position and used the spoon on her firm but plump, rounded bottom. He started to use it but after only three or four smacks Ryder put her hand back to block it. The position they were in made it quite difficult for Garrett to simply grab her hand and hold it back.

"Ryder Destiny Anastasia Crawford, move your hand or I'm going to use a belt next."

"But it hurts," she cried, "I'm sorry."

"It's supposed to hurt. Don't make me tell you again."

"But..."

"Un, deux, trios…."

(one, two, three)

'Oncle Garrett, je suis tellement désolé '

(Uncle Garrett, I'm so sorry)

Ryder apologized again as she moved her hand back onto the counter. He went back to finishing her punishment. He spanked her for close to another minute before his phone started ringing again. He put the spoon down on the counter and pulled up her boy shorts.

"Stand right there in the corner until I tell you otherwise."

She walked over to the corner crying fairly hard, trying to calm down as quickly as she could. She knew Dean, Sam and John were due any minute and she didn't want them to see her like that. Garrett answered his business call; and close to three minutes later as Garrett was heavily in a heated discussion with one of the board members the doorbell rang. He was too wrapped up in the conversation to think about someone else answering the door such as their live-in maid, Maria. He answered the door, acknowledged the three of them and walked back into the kitchen where Ryder was still standing in the corner. He stood right beside her.

"Bill…Bill…BILL! First take a deep breath and second I'm putting you on hold for a couple of minutes, hold on."

Garrett didn't bother to wait for Bill's response before he hit mute. He took a really deep breath. He grabbed hold of Ryders hand and gently steered her around to face him. He wiped a few tears away before cupping her face. He smiled at her ever so sweetly.

"You know why I had to spank you right?"

Ryder nodded her head yes.

He sighed and took both of her hands into his. She was still looking down.

"Hey," Garrett said softly.

Ryder looked up and directly into her uncle's beautiful, kind, blue eyes. He smiled sweetly and kissed her head.

"I promise I'll try much harder to spend more time with you. In fact, how about I leave my phone at home tomorrow and if Dean, Sam and John are free as well, we can all do something together."

"You would do that?"

"Yes, they are your family as well and I don't want to lose you."

"You're never going to lose me."

"Good to know," he smiled, "okay baby girl, Dean, Sam and John are waiting. I'm going to finish up this call and catch up with you. Maybe you can give them a tour of the house or something."

DDD

"And that's what happened," Ryder said as she finished her story.

There was a small pause of quiet before Dean spoke.

"Destiny Anastasia?"

"Yes, well, you weren't there to talk my mom out of it."

Dean chuckled, "I'm sorry, honestly."

"And you speak to each other in French during a time like that?"

"Yes, sometimes, "she paused for a moment, "hey, so that is all you got out of what I just told you; my crazy middle name and that we speak French?"

He chuckled again and placed a hand on either side of her arms.

"No, I'm sorry. Now that I know the whole story I can't help but think I probably would have done the same thing."

'Really?"

Dean crossed his arms which showed off his bulging muscular arms even more so against his form fitted, short sleeve, black shirt. Ryder noticed his arms right away and raised her eyes brows.

"Wow, well, mental note to self," she said out loud, "don't piss off Dean."

"I can second that," Sam added, "it's highly not recommended. Oh, and this guy too," he pointed towards John, "also not recommended."

Both Dean and John gave Sam a look with the raise of their eyebrow. He playfully held his hands up in front as if to say no, please don't hurt me. It cheered Ryder up instantly and she let out a good laugh. In fact it was a laugh from deep within. She hadn't laughed that strongly in awhile. She gave Sam a big hug without warning.

"Thank you Sam."

He hugged her back.

"Umm, you're welcome. What did I do?"

"I'm not really sure but I feel a lot better now, so thank you."

Sam gave her a huge smile and that moment he just had with Ryder left him without any doubt that he was going to love being an uncle. She smiled back up at him.

"Okay, so I still need to show you around," she turned to her right, "this here is the den and over here on the left is the dining room."

Ryder's cell phone rang. She looked at the caller ID.

"It's my boyfriend, would you mind if I take this super fast?"

They all gestured as if it were fine. She walked down into the den for a little privacy.

Dean looked over at Sam.

"So what's with you getting all the brownie points with Ryder?"

"What? I was just trying to lighten the mood."

"Well, that's what I was trying to do."

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

John finally spoke, "well son, if you were trying to lighten the mood you probably shouldn't have mentioned that you would have spanked her as well."

Dean just looked at him then Sam and back at John.

"Damn it! Of course! Damn, I'm not even a father for 6 hours and I'm already messing up."

"Hey now, don't be so hard on yourself, I mean it," said John, "you're doing just fine, I promise."

Dean looked at his father doubtfully but appreciated his words of support. Ryder came out of the den.

"Okay, sorry about that, shall we continue?"

Ryder gave the tour of the house, showing each room filled with many luxurious items and design. They went upstairs.

"And this is my room."

They walked in. Her room wasn't too much smaller than Garrett's master bedroom. It was a room designed like nothing any of them have ever seen. There were two murals painted; both of Alice in Wonderland. One half was bright, cheery and colorful. There was a gigantic oak tree with a stream running by. The blond hair girl named Alice was lying in the grass, enjoying the sunshine and surrounded by many colorful flowers. The white rabbit was peaking out of a hole. The mural was cheerful. The other half was dark and mysterious, almost evil. Alice on this side was depicted with black hair and her dress was covered in blood. The Cheshire cat was also black and looked as evil as they could come. Ryder's cell phone rang again.

"Ugh, I'm so sorry, please excuse me another minute. My boyfriend is just kind of freaking out right now."

Ryder walked out of her room. The Winchester men continued to be overwhelmed by her room.

"Please dear God, don't tell me her room is a true reflection of her personality," Dean prayed.

Sam chuckled, "Oh you mean such as a big part of her is sweet, innocent, happy-go-lucky and the other half is a bit devious and slightly off tilter? Well, she is your daughter soooo…" he smirked.

Dean was about to retaliate when John spoke up.

"Boys, look what I found!"

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