Daddy Dearest

Disclaimer: Buffy the Vampire Slayer belongs to Joss Whedon and Supernatural belongs to Eric Kripke

Summary: Sam and Dean Winchester find out that they have a younger half-sister they never knew about. After a message from their father telling them she's in danger, they travel to Sunnydale, California, but things don't turn out exactly as planned.

Spoilers: Directly after "Hush," this is season 4 for Buffy… And all episodes up until Dead Man's Blood!

Challenge proposed by littleoldme off of TtH!

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Author's Note: This story seriously went from having 17 chapters to having about 8! Not because I'm making it shorter, just that I'm making the chapters longer than say, three pages!

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The next morning was tense. Dean and Sam were having more nonverbal conversations about what they had seen the previous night. They were stumped for information, even though Sam had stayed up most of the night, trying to find an explanation, he was still at a lost.

"What's with you two?" Buffy asked. She was completely unaware of the tense moments, even though it was pretty huge. But what she could sense was bothering her, even in the backseat of the Impala.

Dean started to speak, but he honestly didn't know how to start the conversation. Luckily, Sam had written down a couple of possibilities to explain Buffy's freakish strength. He handed the paper to Buffy over the backseat and waited for the explosion.

Buffy took the paper and read the title. She sighed and read the list. It was only a matter of time before she fudged this whole thing up. She really couldn't keep her secret a secret.

'Did all slayers have this problem? Wait, no, slayers aren't supposed to have friends.'

Buffy nodded her head at her own thoughts as she read the list. Some of these choices did seem plausible, but none were accurate. She got to the last choice and rolled her eyes. It only seemed fitting that the word slayer was last. Even more fitting, it looked like Sam had erased it, but wrote it back because he wasn't sure.

"Does one of those stick out at you?" Dean shrugged.

"You certainly don't beat around the bush do you?" Buffy glared from the backseat.

"Actually I do, because we could have said something about this last night when we saw you kill whatever those things were."

Another silent moment as Buffy digested the information Dean has shared with her. They knew a part of her secret, and they somehow didn't know she fought vampires.

"Vampires," was all Buffy said as she looked out the window.

"You're gonna have stop the lies and start with the truth because we've got a few hours before we hit Missouri's place."

"I'm not lying about that," Buffy said. "You had to see them explode into dust. You guys said you know about these things, so yea, vampires exist."

"We know they exist," Sam stopped the heated conversation between his brother and sister. "It's just that seeing a vampire is a rare thing. They aren't everywhere and there numbers are dwindling."

"I don't know where you heard that," Buffy snorted. "But the vampires in Sunnydale make up about a quarter of the population."

"That could be because it's a Hellmouth," Sam supplied when he saw his brother's confused face.

"You know about the Hellmouth?" Buffy asked. "We're all just keeping secrets aren't we?"

"Yea, but you still haven't told us about you," Dean shot back.

Buffy took a look at the list again. "Well, I'm not a witch, so I'll just cross that off for you."

Sam handed Buffy a pen and waited for her to continue. "I'm definitely not a demon in disguise."

Another cross off.

"No amulets or spells to make myself stronger."

Another cross off.

She handed the list back, leaving a few names still on it to leave them guessing.

After seeing what she had crossed off, Sam was able to cross off more unrelated things.

"What are we left with?" Dean asked. After checking his mirror, he could see that Buffy was waiting for what Sam had to say.

"You're not a shifter, since they seem to have strength that comes from no where, but you haven't tried to kill us and everyone else seems to know you as being you."

"Don't know what a shifter is, but yea, I'm not it," Buffy said. "I am in no way shifty."

Dean was going to explain, but figured it wouldn't help matters. His sister may have been strong, but names and abilities just seemed to fly over her head.

"You aren't possessed by someone who has a hero complex," Sam crossed of the name.

"That was a bit of a stretch wasn't it?" Dean turned to his brother.

"It was early in the morning, and I had nothing else to go with," Sam said frustrated. "The last one on the list is the slayer."

"That can't be possible because slayers don't make it past two years of being called. They isolate themselves and do nothing but hunt evil. She's a ruthless hunter who knows nothing else."

'And she's also always stationed on or near the Hellmouth,' Sam told himself. 'She's wickedly strong and her Watcher would always be near her. She's never without weapons, and the latest slayer did have friends.'

It all clicked into place for Sam. He didn't know how Dean's words affected Buffy, so he whipped his head around to check on Buffy. She may not have known she was doing it, but she was gripping the headrest and she looked ready to break it off.

"But the latest slayer does have friends, and a family," Sam said looking Buffy in the eyes.

"And where did you hear that crap?" Dean scoffed. He still hadn't caught on.

"I made friends with a freshman who graduated from Sunnydale High School. He told me about how everyone knew something was going on, but a girl that went there was always saving people."

"And that automatically makes her the slayer?" Dean asked in disbelief.

"Buffy went to Sunnydale High and she graduated before the school burnt down," Sam turned to glare at his brother. How could he not realize this?

It became apparent that Buffy wasn't the only Winchester family member that couldn't add two and two.

It finally hit Dean as he pulled the car over and abruptly stepped on the brakes.

"Are you kidding me!" Dean screeched as he looked over the seat.

Whatever else he was going to say was cut off by his phone ringing. Throwing Buffy another look, he answered it.

"Hello?"

"Boy, do you ever think before you speak?" Missouri yelled through the phone. "Get here now before you say something to upset the girl even more."

The called ended and Dean tried hard to control his anger. He really, really disliked psychics.

Without a word, Dean got back on the road, gripping the steering wheel the whole time.

"What was that?" Buffy whispered in Sam's ear.

"That was Missouri," he chuckled. "She can always find a fault with Dean."

"That was woman is going to kill me," Dean groaned.

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Missouri's Place

The arrival at Missouri's home was, in Buffy's opinion, fantastic. Missouri was like another mother to her. When they first met, after hugging Sam and smacking Dean upside the head, she embraced Buffy like they were old friends.

"Why don't you boys get the bags," Missouri called out over her shoulder as she led Buffy into her house.

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"I'm sorry that you gotdragged into all of this," Missouri said softly. "I can't imagine how hard it is for you."

"I'm fine during the day, it's just when I sleep that I see her," Buffy whispered. "I wake up every night, hoping that she'll come running in telling me that it was just a nightmare, but it isn't."

"And how are your brothers treating you?"

"Great," Buffy smiled. "Better than great! They've helped me through this even when they knew nothing about me. Of course now they know my secret, so I don't know how they are going to react."

"Your brothers love you like they've known you for your entire life," Missouri assures her. "Dean may be a little hotheaded, but after he gets time to think, then I'm sure everything will be alright."

"You are the psychic," Buffy shrugged. "Can you tell me anything about my friends?"

Missouri's smile faltered for a brief second. "They're dealin' with things, but some rough times are comin'."

"Will they be alright?"

"I don't know, but as much as you want to help them, you know you have to stay."

"The vision," Buffy nodded.

She had stayed silent about what Faith made her see. She didn't really understand any of it. It was just a bunch of random images. She first sees Dean and Sam. Then another man, who she thinks is John Winchester. They are fighting against some demon or something. There's fire everywhere.

The next few images are of Sunnydale. Men in robes, a green light, a young girl standing on a tower, and then darkness. After that, it gets even worse. The images overwhelm her and she wakes up in a panic.

"Is there anyway to change it?" Buffy asked.

"You've been through one prophecy, what happened then?"

"It came true, but I still cheated," Buffy smiled.

"As long as you have your brothers, then you won't have to cheat."

The conversation stopped as Missouri's head snapped toward the door. She rolled her eyes and looked at Buffy who had done the same. They both sensed it, though using different abilities.

Someone was eavesdropping on their conversation.

Buffy stood and using her speed, opened the door quickly, surprising whoever it was. Dean came tumbling in the room; Sam stood behind him, looking sheepish.

"So, visions huh?" Dean asked as he stood. "Wanna talk about those, or the slayer thing first?"

"You two might as well sit down if she's going to explain herself," Missouri sighed. "I'll leave you to talk."

After Missouri left the room, the three were silent, which surprised Buffy. Sam may have knew some information, but she expected Dean to grill her for answers. Maybe he cooled down since the car incident.

"When did it happen?" Sam finally asked.

"In Los Angeles, when I was 15, I was approached by my first Watcher, Merrick."

"And you didn't turn it down?" Dean asked angrily.

"It wasn't something I could turn down," Buffy snapped. "I can see you don't want this for me, but I can't get rid of it."

"You must be pretty powerful to still be going for almost four years?" Sam smiled.

"I wouldn't be here without my friends," Buffy shrugged. "And I need to get back to them, so whatever dear old dad had planned is gonna have to wait."

Buffy watched her brothers look at one another. "You two have been looking at each other way too much when I'm around. Spill, what's going on?"

"When he sent us to get you, he didn't know that you're the slayer," Sam answered. "He did know that the Hellmouth was putting you and Joyce in danger, so he wanted us to take you away from there."

Buffy rose angrily from her chair and paced the room. "He wanted you to take me away from my home, without thinking about how I felt?"

"He thought it was for the best," Dean tried to calm her down. She wasn't having any of it.

"My life is there, my friends, family, even my job, which I never thought I'd say I missed slaying, but I can't leave Sunnydale," Buffy flexed her hands. She needed to slay something.

"You and your friends may have fought against some low level demons, vampires and one or two high level demons, but there are things worse in the world. And considering what can come out of the Hellmouth, you should be happy we got you out of there," Dean countered.

"I know what comes out of the Hellmouth," Buffy glared. "We've closed the Hellmouth before, so don't tell me what can come out of it."

Buffy stalked out of the room as Missouri came walking back in. She didn't need to 'see' that Dean had done something to upset her.

"Ow!" Dean groaned when Missouri hit him.

"You may have been doing this longer, but she's faced things you haven't dreamed of. And to top it all off, your father has decided to join us for dinner."

"Dad's coming?" Sam asked eyes wide.

"He's on his way to meet his daughter and see his boys," Missouri nodded. "But Buffy may need to be restrained."

"What do you mean?" Dean asked. "She wanted to meet him."

"Yes, she did, but she has a lot of anger toward him, but he knows about it, so hopefully, he's preparing."

"What damage could she do?" Dean asked. Whenever he saw Buffy, he still only saw his younger sister who needed protection.

Missouri gave Dean an answer with another slap and left the room. "You might want to do some more research on slayers for your answer."

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