Dean watched the images on the screen, feeling tears streak down his face. He watched his husband, Castiel, playing with their daughter, Claire, who is a toddler.
Castiel, who died only six months ago.
It was a car accident, a freak thing. A drunk driver off all things, an asshole who didn't looks where he was going. Both Castiel and the driver died on impact.
The last few months were hell, with the funeral and just trying to live without Castiel. It was little things; like Castiel bringing in his favorite flowers, hearing him hum his favorite songs, or seeing him eating his honey pretzels. It was so quiet in their home, so damn quiet.
"Dad?"
Dad looked at the side and saw his daughter, Claire, now a teenager, looking at him sadly.
"Claire…" he said quickly, turning off the TV and wiping his face, "How are you doing, hun?"
"Dad, are you ok?"
"I'm fine, baby." Dean said. He watched as Claire sat next to him. She started to sniffle, catching Dean's attention.
"Claire, what's wrong?" he asked.
"I miss him."
"Oh, Claire…" Dean whispered as he took his daughter in his arms. The pair started to sob as they held each other in shared sorrow.
"I miss papa, daddy." Claire sobbed, "I miss him so much."
"Me too, baby." Dean said, "I miss him too."
The Winchesters just held each other, crying for the loved one they lost too soon.
AN: I'm sorry, I just had to write sad destiel with daughter Claire. I just was inspired by a video of Misha with his daughter. Comments are loved! I don't own SPN!