A Father's love

By: Mirkwoodchick263 A/N- Still don't own any of the supernatural characters...sorry. But…The next chapter is finally here! Enjoy, and don't forget to leave a review!

Chapter 2- In the still of the night

3 years later

~ Dean

I can still remember that day very clearly in my mind. That day, my greatest fear was made a reality. I can remember seeing the change in Cassie's appearance for the first time, the look of shock that must've crossed my face when I saw her swollen abdomen. That was when it really hit me for the first time, reality had finally sunk in. Whether I was ready or not, I was going to become a father very soon. Indeed, it was only a few months later that my first son, Elliot Winchester, was born. It was the middle of May, and the weather was becoming steadily warmer, signaling the arrival of an early summer. Now, three years later, it is cold once more, snow swirling outside in a Mid-December storm. Sam and I were out in Cody, Wyoming, hunting a werewolf that had been responsible for nearly four causalities in the last few months. It had been almost a year since I had last seen Cassie and Elliot, and although it was painful not to be able to be with them, I knew without a doubt that it was for the better. They called often though, and now, being almost four, Elliot was able to talk over the phone for a few minutes, and it was always reassuring to hear that he was doing well. I looked outside, and through the blistering storm I could just make out the shape of the full moon. I groaned, dreading going out in the snowy weather later, once the moon was at its peak in the sky. Sam looked over at me and raised his eyebrows, knowing exactly what was going through my mind.

"Sorry dude, tonights the only full moon for another month, and if we want to catch this Sob…" he stated matter- of- factly.

I waved him off with a glare. 'As if I didn't already know this' I thought, feeling annoyed. I lay back on one of the musty beds in the room, and drifted off, wanting to get a bit of shut eye before the hunt later on. It seemed only a few minutes later that I was awoken by the sound of my cell ringing loudly on the table beside my pillow. Groggily I reached over and grabbed it, bringing it to my ear with a muffled hello.

"Hello, Dean?" I sat up, recognizing the voice as Cassie's mother.

"Miss Robinson, what is it?" I asked, knowing that for her to be calling at this time in the evening there had to be something serious going on.

There was a slight pause before she spoke again, causing an unwelcome anxiety to wash over me. I noticed Sam looking at me with a questioning gaze.

"Dean, I need you to come and take Elliot for me."

I was silent for a moment. Cassie and I both knew this was not an option. A hunter's life held no room for children, especially a child as young as Elliot was. Cassie and I had both agreed on this. I was about to tell this to Mrs. Robinson, But then another thought hit me.

"What happened to her?" I asked, fear creeping into my voice.

"She was hit by a drunk driver earlier this afternoon, and she died a few hours later at the hospital." Miss Robinson replied solemnly, her voice cracking on the last word.

My mind went completely blank. The hotel room suddenly seemed to grow stuffy, and stumbling out of bed I made my way to the door, where I stepped out into the raging snow. I screamed foul words as I processed what this meant for my son, what this would mean for me. My voice was drowned out by the wind, and I screamed until my voice was hoarse. At some point, I realize I am on my knees, and someone is rubbing soothing circles over my back. I realize I am being completely ridiculous, but I find I don't really care. I make an effort to stand up, and just barely manage. Sam, who had been standing behind me, gives me a pitiful glance, and leads me back inside. When I have calmed down enough, I bring the phone back to my ear, only to find that Mrs. Robinson had hung up. I knew I needed to call her back, so I dialed her number and waiting while the phone began to ring. She picked up after only two rings.

"Dean, are you alright?" she asked hesitantly, having heard a bit of my raging outside.

"I'm alright." I answer, though I am really not so sure of that.

"Dean, I know this is hard for you...It is for me too, but I'm too old to care for a child on my own... Elliot needs you." She said slowly, and I knew that her words were true. This was my test, I knew that for certain. For nearly four years I have had a son, but now I would actually have to be a father to him. Care for him, protect him...And I wasn't sure I would be able to do that on my own. Of course, I had Sam, but I wasn't sure that would be enough. I needed someone who knew what they were doing to help me, at least until Elliot grew to be a few years older. Instantly one person came to mind, and I was almost positive she would be able to solve my problem. So, with a renewed confidence, I told Mrs. Robinson that I would be able to pick Elliot up in the morning. As soon as I was off the phone with her, I explained everything to Sam, who was equally horrified at the whole situation. When I told him about calling up Ellen and Jo for help, he agreed that would be the best course of action once we had Elliot. For now though, we had a hunt to take care of, and with a heavy heart, we both went back out in the storm carrying silver blades in our jackets.

A/N- Hey, SOOO sorry for the long wait, but here it is! The second chapter of A father's Love! Hope you enjoyed it, more to come soon..I promise! Don'