"TJ this is my brother, Sam. Sam this is TJ, my daughter." said Dean his hands on my shoulder.
"Your daughter?" asked Sam raising his eyebrows.
"Yeah." he said.
"Can I talk to you outside Dean?" asked Sam.
"Yeah." he said and followed Sam outside.
"So, you're Dean's kid? I thought you looked familiar, you're practically a girl version of him with glasses." said Bobby.
"Yeah, sorry that I didn't tell you. I didn't know if I could trust you." I said.
"I understand." he said as Sam and Dean walked in.
"Sorry about before. Let's start over, I'm your Uncle Sam." He said bending down to my short height of 4'8 ft and holding out his hand.
"I'm TJ." I said shaking his hand.
"You look just like Dean, besides the glasses." he said.
"So, i've been told." I said.
"How much do you know about the Supernatural?" asked Dean leading us to a table where the four of us sat.
"I know a little about a lot of things. Everything I know is in here." I said taking a thick black book with the supernatural protection symbol on it and setting it on the table. Dean picked it up and started looking through it.
"Did your mom give this to you?" asked Dean.
"More like shoved it into my arms and told me I would need it to survive, but yeah you could say that." I said.
"Where are you from?" said Sam.
"I was born in Cincinnati, OH but we moved around all the time. I grew up in motels. My mom was always on edge and never liked staying." I said looking at him and getting a sympathetic look.
"Wait, where did you come from?" asked Sam.
"You see, when two people-" I started to say but was cut off by Sam.
"No, I don't mean that. You shouldn't even know that. I meant, where were you before this?" said Sam, while Dean was smirking.
"I knew what you meant, just messing with you. Anyways, I was in a foster home when I ran away." I said.
"Wait, you ran away? Won't they notice? They'll put you in the missing person system." said Sam.
"Oh, yeah. Almost forgot, do you have a computer?" I asked.
"Yeah." said Sam pulling out a laptop and handing it to me.
I started working.
"What are you doing?" asked Dean.
"Hacking into the Social Service network and saying that I am legally living with Dean Winchester. There is also going to be a form signed from a random judge approving it. It also states that I came straight here and was never sent to a fourth foster home. Don't worry either about the foster home. The guy was drunk anyways and didn't even pay attention that I was even there. That's why it was so easy for me to run away. Also, don't worry they won't trace anything back to you." I said and shut the computer.
"Where did you learn how to hack like that?" said Dean.
"Uhhh, taught myself." I said.
"What did you hack into?" asked Dean raising an eyebrow, not giving off any other emotion.
"Into a book publisher's system." I said.
"What?" all three of them said.
"I wanted to read the last Harry Potter book before anybody else, so I hacked into their system and read the book. I didn't get caught. There is no trace of me even hacking into their system." I said.
They laughed.
"It was worth it, except the fact I had no one to share how great the book was." I said.
"Well, I can tell you that you didn't get the like for reading from me." said Dean.
"I know." I said.
"Anyways, Sam and Dean I have another case for you?" said Bobby.