Author's note: Hey! Sorry that this is my first author's note in the story. I'm somewhat still new to uploading and I kinda forgot about but anyways. This is my first story so reviews are somewhat helpful. Also, if ya happen to see this same story on Wattpad, that's because my wonderful friend Megan_x3 and I co-wrote this story together and some credit goes to her. And if you happen to visit 8 tracks my other friend did a fan mix for this story, so go check it out if ya have time. But, your not here to hear me ramble, so read on my readers! Sorry for the lengthy wait!
Peace!
Also, all I own are Skylar, Amelia(Emmie), and Ambriel as of right now!
Chapter 8:
The whole way back to the house Dean was over the speed limit. Ever since he took care of the girls he tried to stay underneath the speed limit because if he ever got pulled over they would find his records and take him in. The girls would have to go into the system and Dean wasn't going to let that happen. He had to watch out for his family. Dean looked in his rearview mirror to see his brother holding Skylar's head in his lap, underneath her head was Sam's jacket that was stained red.
Dean turned his head a little still focused on the road but looked at his daughter. She was awake unlike her cousin, but still in some pain.
"We're almost there; I'm just trying not to get pulled over."
"You speed every other time dad, why can't you this time?"
They were just a couple minutes from their home.
"If the cops pulled up my record it says technically I'm dead, along with several other charges we won't talk about."
"What did you do?!"
"Long story that you might get to hear sooner than later."
After that Amelia stopped asking questions and just stared out the windshield of the impala. Dean sighed as he ran one hand through his hair, keeping the other hand on the wheel. He pushed to pedal down just a little more making the impala speed up a tad. After all, his niece was bleeding in the back seat of his car, and his daughter was too. Dean looked back into the backseat for a split second again and met his brother's eyes. And Dean saw the worry in Sam's eyes that made Dean think back to when they were both children. When Sam would worry when John got back late, before John started training Sam.
Dean gunned it the whole way back home
As soon as the front door to the old white two story Dean and Sam owned that was a while away from the town, Sam went one way holding Skylar and Dean went another holding Amelia up a little. Dean ushered his daughter in to the kitchen and into one of the wooden chairs around the table. He ran out of the room and came back seconds later, with a first a kit. Dean sat it down on the table and opened it.
"Alright let's see it Em."
Wordlessly Amelia lifted her shirt up just enough to show Dean the cut. Dean saw it clearly for the first time and quickly decided,
"It's actually not that deep, so I don't think you'll need stitches."
Amelia just nodded as Dean put gauze on the cute and put some tape from the kit to keep the gauze on. Dean started putting the stuff back and Amelia flipped her shirt back down. She looked at her dad who was still turned around when she decided to ask him the question on her mind since they left the school.
"Was that really a demon Dad?"
Amelia watched as her dad froze and turned around to face her. He looked shocked but really Dean was unsure if he should explain his and his brother's hunting background to his fifteen year old daughter. And her mother's hunting background too. Dean was trying to keep the hunting life away from his family. Emma and he had decided just before Amelia was born to stop hunting and when the occasional hunt popped up. The girls were sent to Bobby's.
"Dad?"
Dean stayed silent.
"It was wasn't it?"
"Listen Em. I can't answer that right and I need to talk to Sam and Cas. Once Sam's done with Skylar I'll need you to go upstairs for a little bit."
"But Dad..."
"Amelia, I'm not going to tell you a second time."
"Fine"
Dean looked up to see his daughter get up and stalk off toward the steps. He understood she was mad at him for not telling her when she asked. But he needed to ask Sam what he should do. He tried to keep Amelia out of the hunting lifestyle as well as Skylar when he took care of her. But, by the looks of it he didn't do that good of a job trying too. He sat in the chair Amelia had been in and put his head in his hands. After a few minutes he heard the flutter of wings and looked up to see Cas. Cas took a seat at the table.
"Dean why did you call?"
"Because I got a question for you and we're gonna have to wait for Sam."
"Alright"
Amelia made her way up the stairs feeling her father's gaze watching her. She was a little upset that her dad wouldn't answer her question and that he had to talk to Sam and Cas before he gave her an answer. She sighed and made her way to Skylar's room. She opened the door to see her cousin still knocked out as Sam finished cleaning the spot on her head. Sam looked up to see his niece standing in the door way to Skylar's room. He finished putting the supplies away.
"Hey kiddo"
"Sam, I'm fifteen years old"
"So?"
"I'm not a kid anymore.
"You and Skyar are still kids to me."
"Whatever Sam"
Sam thought for a moment that Amelia sounded like exactly like Dean.
"Dad wants to see you downstairs in a few. He said he needed to talk to you and Cas."
"What about?"
"Beats me. Wouldn't answer my question."
Sam nodded and made his way to the door and around his niece. Sometimes Amelia acted like Dean too much for her own good sometimes. Sam made his way down the stairs and into the kitchen where he was met with the sight of his brother and Cas sitting at the table. And they were waiting for him. Dean was a sight for sore eyes. He looked like the weight of the world was currently resting on his shoulders.
Sam walked over and sat down next to Dean, across from Cas. Sam watched as Dean let out a sigh.
"I think we should tell them Sam."
Sam wasn't sure exactly what Dean was talking about but he had a feeling.
"About what Dean?"
"Hunting"
"Hunting? You sure about this Dean? We can't go back if we tell them."
"We can't keep lying to them Sam. They were bound to find out at some point and that some point is now."
"Their gonna end up like us Dean"
"No they're not Sam."
"Fine tell them. I can't what for when this comes back and bites you in the butt Dean."
"Whatever Sammy."
"It's Sam, Dean"
Sam watched as a smirk appeared on his brother's face but it quickly dropped off. Sam watched as Dean turned in his chair and faced Cas who had been silent this whole time.
"Hey Cas?"
"Sam and I got a phone call before we went up to the school today."
"And what does this have to do with me Dean?"
"The call was about the demon at the school and,"
"What?"
"She said she knew you Cas."
"Did she give you a name?"
Sam saw that the angel was as curious about this as they were but it also looked as if Cas was hiding something from them. Both Cas and Sam turned to face Dean. Sam hadn't even heard that the person on the phone had given Dean a name.
"She said her name was Ambriel, Cas. Said she knew you."
As soon as the words came out of Dean's mouth the angel stood up from his chair, bringing his hands down on the table and looking straight at Dean and Sam. The angel in other words was pissed.
"Did you just say Ambriel?"
"Yea why? You know her?"
"Let's just say I've known her for awhile and we haven't exactly got along in a long time, nor have I seen her."
When Cas said he knew her Dean perked up.
"So how can we find her Cas? We need to talk to her."
"You'll need to summon her, she's fallen though so let's hope it works."
When Dean heard the word "summon". His internal radar went off. If this person had to be summoned, it was either a demon or angel. And Dean was kinda hoping for the first. He hated dealing with other angels besides Cas. They were all dicks. But Cas had said fallen, so were they dealing with a fallen angel?
"She's an angel isn't she?"
"I'm not sure about that Dean"
""You're not sure?!"
When Cas didn't give an answer, Dean stood up from the table as Sam followed.
"Alright, so let's go get the stuff to summon an angel and Sam go check on Skylar. Once she wakes up, then we'll have to tell them."
"Honestly Dean, I wish we could have kept this from them for awhile"
"I know Sam."
The three went their separate ways. They had to summon an "angel" and tell their daughters about hunting within a day. Then they would start training the girls.
Oh joy.
