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Chapter 3 Normalcy and Truth

The next morning Bobby and John were back when Dean woke up. He'd taken Abigail upstairs to his and Sam's designated room when they stayed at Bobby's and let her sleep with him. He thought about putting her in Bobby's other spare bedroom but had second thoughts as to how she would react when she woke up in a strange room.

Bobby, John and Dean sat around the kitchen table.

"So she's gone?"

"We think, well we're pretty sure it was a hell-hound," Bobby said.

"A hell-hound?" Dean asked.

"They're like Hell's guard dogs, sort of. When the time is up on your deal they fetch you," Bobby explained.

"So what did she make a deal for? And how long ago?" Dean asked.

"We don't know. We looked all over that place but found nothing," John said.

"So…did you love her?"

All three men turned around to look at Sam. He was rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "Abigail's mom?"

"No Sam. I barely knew her. But sometimes things happen," John answered.

Sam looked thoughtful for a moment. "Do you love Abigail?"

John actually smiled and a small laugh slipped out. He reached an arm out and pulled Sam to him, wrapping his arms around his son. "Yes, I do, just as much as I love you and Dean. I'm going to be looking to you two to help look out for her. You think you can handle that?"

Sam nodded and smiled. He threw his arms around John's neck. "I love you too dad."

Dean smiled at them, glad his dad was showing Sam that he loved him. They both knew he loved his kids but sometimes he got so caught up in hunting they felt overlooked.

"Bobby and I have talked and we've decided that it would be best to leave Abigail here. If he has to leave on a case then she can stay with Rufus. Now Sam," John looked at Sam, his arm still wrapped around him. "I'm going to leave you hear for a few weeks with your sister okay?"

"You're my brother?"

Once again everyone turned to look at the next person who came into the kitchen and asked a question. Dean picked Abigail up and sat her in the chair next to him.

"That's right little miss. You, me and Sammy have the same dad."

She furrowed her brows for a minute. "But we don't have the same mommy?"

Dean shook his head. Abigail nodded. "That makes sense. I've never seen you two at mommy's house before." She turned to look at John. "Where is mommy?"

Everyone tensed up. John had never been one to beat around the bush with his boys and he wasn't about to start that with Abigail.

"Mommy's gone," John said flatly.

"I know that but when is she coming back?"

"She's not. You're mommy's passed away."

"You mean she's in heaven?"

John nodded.

"NO! Mommy said she was just going away for a while! You're lying! I don't like liars!" She hopped down from the chair and ran from the kitchen.

John sighed and went to go talk to her.

He found her out back on the steps. He sat down and pulled her into his lap.

"Hey kiddo, everything will be alright. You're mom loved you more than anything but sometimes things happen. Just know it's not your fault."

She sniffled, tears and snot wetting his shirt.

"It's not fair. My mommy was the best. Why did she die?"

She looked up at him, her green eyes bright from tears.

He sighed. "I don't know. But I'll find out. I promise. You know Sam and Dean…" he paused, taking a deep breath. It still pained him to talk or even think about this but he knew it might help comfort her a little. "They lost their mom when they were little too. They know how you feel. You're not alone kiddo. You have me and Dean and Sam and Uncle Bobby and Uncle Rufus. We're all here for you and we're going to look out for you, okay?"

Abigail nodded and hugged him. "Who's uncle Rufus?"

~O.o~

She was still crying afterwards but now she understood. She was in the chair next to Dean while everyone ate breakfast. Dean, once again, was surprised at her. She asked for mushrooms in her omelet of all things. Dean chuckled at her.

"You are the weirdest little kid ever," he joked, poking her in the side and causing her to squeal and squirm away from him. This caused her to accidently poke him with her fork and he yelped.

Everyone laughed and Abigail beamed, proud that she was the cause of the laughter.

A few days later John and Dean said their goodbyes. They were headed a few states over where John got wind of a case.

"Bye daddy," she hugged John. "Be careful. I see that knife in your jacket."

John was taken aback for moment and then laughed. "Don't worry, daddy's always careful. You be good for your uncle Bobby now."

She nodded and kissed him on the cheek.

Next Dean bent down for a hug. "Okay little miss. I'll see you soon."

"Pinky promise?"

"Pinky promise." Dean held up his pinky and wrapped it around her small one.

"Okay Dean, bye," she hugged him and pressed a kiss to his cheek.

~O.o~

The years went by pretty much the same.

Sometimes John would leave Sam at Bobby's with Abigail but as they each got older he did that less and less. John had ultimately decided to keep Abigail away from hunting for as long as possible.

She was enrolled in the local school where Bobby dropped her off and picked her up. There were days where she would be surprised when John and Dean, and Sam too if he was with them, would pick her up. They never stayed too long though as John was always looking for his next case.

As the years passed she picked up on a lot of things. She'd overhear conversations about vampires and shifters and demons.

She started sneaking books from Bobby's study, staying up to read them under the covers with a flashlight. They fascinated her more than they frightened her.

As she learned and heard more she couldn't help but feel that they were all hiding something from her.

It was the last day of her sixth grade year and when she headed out to the car riders area she smiled when she saw the Impala. She ran to it and was greeted by John, Dean and Sam.

After hugging each of them and telling them how much she missed them they rode to Bobby's. The whole way they asked her questions about the past few months they'd missed.

"Well I made the honor roll and next year my counselor has me signed up for honor's classes!"

"That's great!" Sam said enthusiastically. He was a bit jealous that she got to stay in one place, at one school when he didn't.

"Thanks, I think I want to go to college to be a nurse," she told them in that matter-of-fact tone of hers.

She missed the tense looks on John and Dean's faces. They knew that may not be a possibility. She was going to learn about hunting one day and being a Winchester it was inevitable she would be pulled into it one day. Dean didn't like the thought of his baby sister taking on the things they hunted.

That night while they all sat around the table eating pizza Abigail decided to speak up.

"What exactly are you guys hiding from me?"

The others stopped mid chew and Bobby almost spit out his beer.

No one said anything so she continued. "I've overheard Bobby talking about stuff on the phone or talking with you guys. I've read at least half the books in Bobby's study." At that Bobby looked surprised. He had no clue she was borrowing his books.

"And it's weird how Sam and Dean almost always get to go with you but I don't. And you guys carry knives on you. I want to know the truth. And I want to know what really happened to my mom."