Ok guys, i have some bad news. i'm leaving for my spring break today and i won;t be able to update this story for a while. Because i have the story finished on my computer at school, i won;t be able to update this story from here. There's A Place for Us, and The kill i will be able to bc i don't have the next chapter's written! I'm sooooo sorry!!!! I promise not to leave it with a cliffy!!!

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Sam and I layed on the hotel bed, starring at the ceiling.

"Dude, I can't believe this. It's gotta mean something right? I mean your mom and my mom dying the same way?"

"I'm sure it does, we'll just wait till Dean gets back and see what he has to say," Sam said quietly.

"Sam where's John? Not that I give a rats ass but why isn't he here for you boys?"

"It's because he's missing. The last time we saw him, he told us about you, we went our separate ways. The only reason why we know he's alive is we get coordinates to gigs."

"Oh."

We continued to lay there, but I was still restless. Sam could tell, by my constant repositioning on the bed.

"Mad, you got ants in your pants or what?"

"I can't calm my body and my brain down…Dammit!" I sighed.

"Here," Sam said reaching into his bag and getting a book, "Read this. It'll give you something to do."

"No it's ok, thanks though."

I would have loved to pick up the book and start reading. But there was one small problem; I couldn't read. When I was young, I was diagnosed with Dyslexia, and I never got the help I needed to read in foster care.

"No, Mad try it."

I picked up the book, opened it to the first page, and attempted to read. After five minutes I put the book down. Sighing, I rolled over again.

"Madison you don't like it?"

"No."

With some trepidation he finally asked, "Madison can you read?"

I looked at Sam with total shock and shame. Tears welled up in my eyes, yet another thing I was ashamed about in my life. "No," I whispered.

"Hey, hey it's ok! I'll help you. I'll teach you how to read. I promise."

We picked up the book and stumbled through the first two pages, me reading while Sam explained what I just read. In a half hours time, we finished five pages and Dean finally showed up.

"Hey losers, what are you doing?" Dean laughed as he set the fast food on the table.

Sam looked at me, knowing my secret embarrassed me and simply told Dean we were doing some light reading.

"Cool…weirdo's."

"We'll pick this up later. It'll be our little secret," Sam whispered, kissing my forehead and went to the food.

"God I'm starving!"

"Are you ever not?" Dean laughed, getting a disgruntled look from Sam.

"Bite me, ass."

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We ate our lunches, laughing and joking with each other. I was enjoying life with out my drugs and it was odd. I felt…normal. That is…until Sam opened his big mouth.

"Dean, while you were out Mad and I were talking and we realized something. Umm, her mom was killed the same way Jess and Mom was."

Dean spit his soda all over the table. "What?" he yelled, causing me to jump and Sam to wince.

"Yea, Dean, we have to figure out what is going on here."

"Hey can I ask a question, why does this thing keep attacking us?" I asked, still completely confused by the whole thing.

"Well, what Dean, Dad, and I have pieced together, it normally goes after children on their six month birthday, like me. Apparently the Demon has plans for me, and children like me. Because of our gifts."

"Wait, Sammy this thing is after you? How do we stop it?" I asked

"We don't know, yet. That's what we've been doing. Hunting things on our quest for the demon," Dean said, taking a bite of his burger.

"Wait, it kills the mother of children it "wants"? Does that mean it wants me too?"

Dean and Sam looked at each other; apparently this thought didn't enter their head.

"We don't know for sure, but I promise, nothing bad is gonna happen to either of you. Not while I'm around," Dean promised. We finished our meal in silence, all having too much on our minds.

Dean's cell phone ringing brought us all out of our thoughts.

"Oh shit! Sammy its Dad!"

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"Dad, where are you? Are you hurt?"

Rage filled me, the name I have hated my entire life was speaking to one of the only people I trust in the world. Sam and I waited silently, listening to half of the conversation.

"Yea we're fine. We found Madison and she's with us."

"Ok, what's the address?"

"Ok, we'll meet you there. Bye."

Dean hung up the phone and turned back to us. "Dad wants us to meet him in Nevada, as soon as possible."

Sam and Dean started packing all the gear and I stood their flabbergasted. "Wait, we're just supposed to meet him after Sam told me he was missing for how many months? I'm sorry to break it to you boys but I think your dad loves you as much as he did me and my mom."

"Bullshit! There has to be a reason why he disappeared! Why he left you! Why he needs us there! So pack your stuff," Dean turned around and continued packing.

"No. I'm not going to see the man who ruined my life!"

It was Sam's turn to speak. "Listen Mad I know your not Dad's biggest fan, hell sometimes neither am I. But I think you should meet him. Maybe even work some issues out. Aren't you even curious why he left?"

"Of course I'm curious. But if you think I'm just going to jump into his arms and pretend he's my father, you've got another thing coming."

Dean finished packing and turned, putting his hands on my shoulders.

"Madison, we understand the feelings that you have towards Dad. But it would mean a lot to both of us if you just met him. We're family; he is your family, and our Dad. You would have to meet him sooner or later."

"Would it really mean that much to you?"

"Yea kid it would."

"UGHHHHHHHHHHHH, fine dammit. But do not expect me to like him or start bonding. He missed out way to long ago."

I finished packing, we loaded the car. We pulled out on the highway and in less than seven hours, I would be meeting the man who abandoned my family. Was that screwed up or what?

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Have you ever been so nervous you didn't know whether to laugh, cry, pee your pants, or run away screaming? Well those were my exact emotions standing at the door of John Winchester's hotel room. We got our own room a few doors down and after unloading, I was facing a bland peach door, number 112 at Bob's Delux Motel.

"It'll be fine Madison" Dean said, reaching back to give my shoulder an affirming squeeze.

"Um hmm," I replied, not trusting myself to speak. As angry as I was at this man, I was terrified of meeting him. He already had two children and it appeared he didn't want one more. The door opened, and there he was…John Winchester.

"Hey boys," He smiled pulling both my brothers into hug, bear hugs. They stepped back and John and I just stared at each other.

"Hello Madison," He said quietly, taking me in. "You look just like your mother. You're beautiful."

"Thanks," I said shortly, pushing my hair behind my ears, staring at my feet the entire time.

"So, umm can we come in?" Sam asked, trying to break the uncomfortable silence.

"Sure of course." We all walked in; Sam and I sat on the bed while Dean sat next to John at the table.

"So Dad, why did you call us? I mean we haven't seen you in a while." Sam asked.

"We'll get to that. I just want to spend sometime with my kids," John said with a smile.

I couldn't help but snort at the comment. All three looked at me.

"Did I say something funny?" John asked.

"Yea actually you did. When did you ever start giving a shit about me? Or hell even giving a shit about your boys?" I snapped, years of frustration coming to a head inside my mind.

"Listen Madison. I know you probably don't like me-"

"You got that right. Listen John, the only reason why I can was because my brothers asked me to. If they hadn't, I would have never even considered it. As far as I'm concerned, we have nothing to say to each other. Your actions proved a hell of a lot louder than your words ever could." I got up and made my way to the door, "I'll meet you guys back at the room," and slammed the door.

I walked back to our room and went into the bathroom to cool down. I splashed water on my face and took deep breaths. Nothing is gonna get accomplished by the way your acting! I left the bathroom and walked back outside. I sneaked up to my John's room and I could here my brothers and John having an argument.

"- If you would just calm down Dean-"

"No Dad, I don't want you excuses right now."

"Dean, Madison's mother and I…we were only together for a short amount of time. And I didn't feel the same way towards her as I did Mary. But we were together and Madison's birth was not planned."

"Dad, just shut up! Again, Sam and I cleaned up after your mess dad! Your mistake! Just like we have in the past-"

Oh God, they thin I'm a mistake. They all felt this way…they all wish I was never born…

I ran back to our room and collected all my stuff. I wrote I quick note to the boys.

Sam and Dean,

I'm sorry I was a mistake you had to clean up after. You don't have to feel responsible for me or take care of me anymore. I'm sorry for the trouble I caused you and your father.

Madison

Sobbing, I took one more sweep around the hotel room, and left.

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