Previously:

""W-what happened?" Sam questions tentatively, nervous to the answer after that reaction. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath.

"My family found me." She whispered her eyes flying open eyes glazing over with tears. Sam's own eyes go wide and before either of them can blink he was on her side of the booth an arm wrapped around her in the only source of comfort he could give her: know someone was there for her and she wasn't alone anymore.

Now:

What did they do to you?" He asked her with a gulp keeping her flush against him. She took a laboring breath resting her against him.

"It was my father and grandfather that found me." She began slowly soaking the comfort that the tall boy offered her. "They were right on my tail for days until I was cornered too weak to fight. My grandfather had me up against a wall telling my father to do it or he would for himself, they argued back and forth I was too out of it until I heard: 'This child could be our only hope for more Mathews'. Now that Lynx is a disgrace.' My father was trying to defend me and save my child, but it was too late, grandfather had fed me a potion of his own making causing me to have a miscarriage. It hurt so badly when they left and I was alone but my father came back. He stood by my side until the little body was buried, he even blessed them with magic and helped me pick out a name." She trails off and Sam pulls her closer not saying anything as there wasn't anything to be said. It was only after a long five minutes that the youngest Winchester speaks.

"Are you going to tell Dean?" He asks quietly already knowing the answer, but can't help asking.

"No," She tells him in a whisper voice breaking. "I don't know how I can."

"Can you at least tell my dad? He can help more than I can and you can do the same spell that you did on me." He tries to convince her. She closes her eyes taking a deep breath then nodding.

"I'll go find your father." Safara promises him not moving, loving the feel of staying wrapped in his arms, knowing that it is similar to the way Dean would hold her. They stay like that for half an hour, together, as a brother and sister would be.

Safara found John a few days later in Northern Texas she knocks on the door to the run down motel feeling tired, exhausted was a better word. As soon as he opened the door the Winchester matriarch couldn't help but stare at her with confusion and hope swimming in his eyes finding herself in tears. John looked panicked for a brief second then moved to usher the girl inside checking behind her to see if she had been followed, then closing and locking the motel door. The eldest Winchester is surprised when he finds the girl clinging to him for comfort which he gives. This was his daughter no matter what anyone said.

After a few minutes she had calmed down and let go of the older man sitting down upon the king sized bed. He makes her a glass of iced tea that she always liked. When he handed it to her, just as he was pulling away she latched onto his bare arm–he was wearing a t-shirt. She gazed up at him with big blue eyes and whispered: "I'm sorry…"

"Why are you sorry sweetheart?" He asked her gently talking in a soothing voice worry shown on his face. He can't help but wonder what happened to his adoptive daughter while she was gone.

"I didn't tell you." She started babbling holding back tears. "I kept it a secret from you and Dean, I ran away then found out and was so scared to return I only talked to Sam. He tried to convince me, but I refused." She was practically in tears over whatever she had kept a secret from two thirds of the Winchester family, one of which new he was going to get out of the dark soon.

"It's okay kiddo, whatever you didn't tell us you can tell me now. You're like my daughter, Safara, you can tell me everything." He told her tucking a strand of hair behind her ear that escaped the bun she was supporting.

"Do you promise not to tell Dean?" Came the whisper so quiet John had to strain his ears to hear it. The weakness in her voice made his heart break, but he was confused–why didn't she want Dean to know her secret?

"Why don't you want me to tell him?" The eldest Winchester asks never looking away from her face. It surprised him when she cowered back shaking her head letting a constant stream of no come out of her lips. All he wanted to do was help her so he made a stupid decision. "Alright I give you my word I won't tell Dean."

"Dean knocked me up." Was her instant reply tears still swimming behind her eyes but her voice was stronger more swimming behind her eyes but her voice was stronger more confident. The word themselves made Johns eyes go wide and his mouth drop to the floor–of all things that wasn't what he expected. When John made no move to answer or comment on her statement she pushed on. "I had a miscarriage two weeks ago."

"Wait what?" He question looking the girl up and down thinking about how no wonder she was a wreck it was completely understandable to be upset.

"I-I'll start from the beginning." She tells him closing her eyes for a brief moment then looking straight at John while she explains. "It's a direct relationship, the reason I left was my magic but I was pregnant. Not only was I dangerous to those around me but my father's side of the family had a way to track me. They were closing in and wanted me dead. I met with Sam telling him everything and he made me promise to tell Dean, I twisted his words to tell Dean in five months if nothing happened, it's been five months and I haven't told him."

She went through the motions of just exactly what needs to be told. It was hard but John never took his eyes off her and comforted her when she needed it. He didn't say anything only listened to what had happened while she came up she told him in detail about how her father stayed with her for what seemed like an eternity. Safara also told him how she's been meeting with her father and how her father stayed with her for what seemed like eternity. Safara also told him how she's been meeting with her father and how he's actually genuine. John went to protest these meetings but she explained the spell she used on him to make sure he wasn't planning anything behind her back. These questions and explanations went on for a while until they both were winding down and John asked the question she didn't want.

"Are you going to tell Dean?" He inquired standing up and getting out of her way Safara stormed to the door looking back at him in a solemn expression.

"I love you John, I really do, but I'm not telling Dean. You're not either thanks to a little magic spell." She informed him wiggling her fingers tiny blue sparks coming off her fingertips. "Chao!"

John was left standing there staring where she had just left swearing up a storm. This was a reason why he hated magic.

The years went by and Safara remained a ghost to the three Winchesters. Sam could swear he seen her checking up on him at Stanford always making sure he was safe as well as happy. John would spill when he's drunk that she saved his life from a wendigo by using her magic to burn it alive then scold him but later waking up in his motel room safe and injury free. Dean knows she's there he never sees her but he feels the flux of power reach out to him through the bond they created and it gives him peace. Sam and Dean met with her while hunting the striga that got Sam as a kid. The brothers about shot her until she came from the motel bathroom light shining on her face.

"You'd think you two would know what to shoot and what not to." She voiced teasing them hugging Sam tight first, then turning to Dean who looked like a vulnerable puppy. Sam excused himself for a few hours giving the two of them time to catch up.

"Long time no see." Dean said voice steady and hard but it was obvious to her how difficult it was to keep it that way–so she kissed him. Things spiraled from there leading to where Sam found them lying naked and asleep on Dean's bed. The younger Winchester had a grin on his face as he himself fell asleep–everything seemed right in the world again.

Sadly it didn't last long, after they tied up the hunt and were back on the road something happened. It was nighttime in some no name county in Wyoming the three of them were sitting on the hood of the Impala looking at the stars and just enjoying each other's company. A blue light in front of them, Sam and Dean reached for their guns but Safara placed her hands on each of their legs calming them and standing up nodding to the light.

"My daughter…" It spoke in a cool aristocratic voice sending the Winchester boy into a world of uncertainty, but Safara hung onto its every word. "He's close. I don't know how he found out but he's headed your way and plans to finish what he started. If you found your boys you need to leave them so they are unable to be used against you. Be careful Estrella and be strong." With that the ball of blue faded away and Safara faced them with tears in her eyes.

"It's time for me to leave." She whispers looking between both of them, but Dean tries to protest. She interrupts. "The man who already tried to kill me once is after me again and I cannot have him get to you too. Sam, Dean, I love you, stay safe, it's time for us to part ways."

With that said she was gone leaving behind a distressed Dean and shell socked Sam. Safara had disappeared into the night air with nothing more than a pop.

The Winchesters were falling apart. Dean was dying with Sam and John not knowing what to do. So Sam did what he thought was best: he called Safara. Now she runs smack into him looking up with a panicked expression so he took her to all Winchesters knowing she could help, if only the father knew she was there. The youngest Winchester left them alone after seeing–or more rather feeling–her magic festering within the room cradling Dean. As she was left alone with her lover healing him quickly and efficiently, but there was a sharp pain in her abdomen and she knew instantly what it meant–she was having another miscarriage.

Meanwhile in the boiler room John was attempting to make a deal sadly though the deal he tried to make was foiled by Safara's healing. So the demon offered him a new deal. "Oh Johnny, Dean's not dying anymore, his pretty little girlfriend healed him with her magic powers. She is losing your grandchild as we speak. But I can save it for the Sam deal we had before."

"I want to see that they're all right. Then I'm all yours." John agreed and the deal was set.

Disclaimer: Chapter 1

A/N: I severely apologize because I know how it feels to stay with a cliff hanger. What makes it worse is that I'm going off the grid this weekend and will have no internet connection. Sorry. I really do hope you like it because things are going to get speeding up quick. Does everyone hate me? I wouldn't blame you if you do XD.

Love from,

Saiph