Oh Heavenly Father, Oh Heavenly…Daughter?

[A/N: I do not own SPN sadly...*pouty face* Nor to I own Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, or Misha Collins. *even more pouty face* They belong to their gf's/wife's –luckys...- And SPN belongs to Erik Kripke. God bless you man. God bless you... Anyways Hope you all enjoy this story.]

Chapter 13

Dean's POV

Sam and Dean sat silently for the longest time before Sam finally spoke up. "Dude... What the hell are we going to do?" He questiond softly to his older brother. Dean felt his stomach twist inside him and ground out, "We're going to get her out of that deal. That's what we're going to do."

Sam gave his brother a sad look out of the corner of his eye, "Dean... We had 1 year to try and get you out of yours and you know how that ended. Char only had 8 hours, and was about to be taken like, just before she appeared here."

He clenched his teeth tougther and shook his head, "The deal might not even apply anymore Sam! I mean, since it was technally made in 2014, that mean's it hasn't actually been made yet. Maybe that makes the deal nulenvoid, or something."

Sam let out a loud sigh and scrubbed his hand over his face, "Even if it is Dean, what do we do with her? We have no way to get her back and you know that Cass can't swing that kinda juice anymore."

Dean felt a shadow pass over his face at that and mumbled out darkly, "Maybe, but from what she told us and what I saw? I'm not sure if she even really wants to go back..." They both lapsed back into silence and Dean let his eyes flicker up to the mirror and felt a whole new wave of sadness wash over him again.

She looked so tiny when she was asleep... Dean thought sadly to himself as he studyed her sleeping form. She was curled up against the back seat, strands of raven colored hair drooping into her face as she slept soundlessley.

He smiled fondly as he saw her being dwarfed inside his patented leather jacket. She just looked so... Cute? Adorable? Pure? Dean shook his head, Not just one... All of the above. A powerful wave of possessivness rushed through his veins at that moment. Feeling his face become a mask of utter detirmination, He returned to looking at the road.

I'm not gonna let anything happen to you Char. I swear to God I'm not going to let you die and go to Hell. He felt the bile rise in his throat at the meer thought. Christ, the thought of something so... So goddamn innocent in such a...

No words Dean could thing of even compared to what he felt about the place that even the most grusome of nightmares would make seem like a trip to candyland for ice cream and unicorn rides.

You have my word Charoum Winchester. You're not going to die.

Not on my watch...

Char's POV

Charoum ran through the bright medow with a look of sheer joy on her face. A voice shouted out from behind her, "Wa- *pant* Wait up for me and your uncle, baby!" Her father called out breathlessley after her. Charoum laughed but slowed down to a stop smiling. Dad and uncle De' finally managed to catch up and panted. "Damn girl! Can't you take it easy on us old guys?" Uncle De' whinned as he straighted himself, the flannel blanket still rolled up tighly under his arm.

She just rolled her eyes, "It's not my fault you guys are so slow!" She pointed out and they both put on faces of mock offence. "Hey I am not slow! It's your old man that's the slow one. Emphasis on the 'old'" Dean finished with a smirk. Dad shot him an annoyed look, "I am not old Dean!" We both exploded into a fit of laughter at that.

"Dude! Yes you really are. You're like, what, 4,000 year's old? And I'm actually not exagerating on that!" He chortled out. I grinned at my pouting father, "Mmonly 3,500, jackass..." He grumbled. Char giggled before throwing her arm's around her father's neck. Planting a kiss on his stubbled cheek, she grinned, "Was Julias Caeser nice in person?"

He scowled playfully down at her, when suddenly a mischevious light entered his eyes. "Oh, oh you think that's funny do you now?" She nodded dumbly, still grinning. Giving her an evil smile, he roared, "Well, I think THIS IS FUNNY!" And suddenly she was flat on her back in the grassy medow. Char let out a suprised 'eap!' and then she was laughing for dear life.

"Ahahahahahahah!- EeeaakkK! Quit i- *giggle*-it!" His smile just became wider, blue eyes sparkling with mirth. "Notta' chance, little girl! Who's laughing now at who now, huh? " Dean laughed loudly beside them in amusment. Char was to busy giggling loudly to notice the sudden climate change. The once bright, sunny sky was now a deep, disconserting gray.

I was giggling breathlessley now, "I-If you don-t *giggle* stop r-right now, yo-you're so de-" CCRRAACKK! They both jumped violently at that and bolted into a sitting position. Their heads jerked in the direction of the sickening noice. Charoum felt her face drain, and started shaking.

Her uncle... was now lying on the ground, head bent in a painful looking position. His eyes stared emotionlessley up at them.

"U-UNCLE DEAN?" She cried out in horror, leaving her father behind as she furiously crawled over next to him and pulled his limp body into her arms. "Wh-What's going on? Dean? DEAN?" She screamed fearfully. He didn't answer, just stared up at her with painfully empty hazel eyes.

She started to shake, "D-Dad! There's so-something wrong with u-uncle D-Dean!" She whimperd over her shoulder.

Her ear's were suddenly greated with a nausiating loud gurgling noice. Lightly dropping her uncle, she spun around, and felt the air woosh out of her lungs at the gut renching sight. He father now lye on the ground, stairing blankly over at her, a large pool of deep, crimson red blood surrounding him.

"OH MY, GOD!" She wailed at the top of her lungs, "DADDY!" Tears rushed to her eyes and she started to crawl fastly towards him when she rememberd Dean. Stopping inbetween the to men, she let out a soft, broken sob of agonized misery. "W-What's happening..." She whimpered out, letting her head hang.

A voice that chilled her very being chose then to snarl out from behind me, "See what happen's when you con a crossroads demon, you stupid little bitch?

There it is. Chapter 13 :)

Whew! Glad I finally updated this! It's been way to long...

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~Littleaprilroses.