Title: Lost in your Eyes
Pairing: Dean x Castiel(Some Sebriel)
Rating: M for nudity, mild language, smut, and violence and Mpreg warning
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural
A/N: Been a while. HI GUYS!
It's been a full year since the SIDS accident. And Metatron knew he won that small fight. Gadreel didn't understand why this action was needed... It really wasn't.. He watched over the family for a while though... Castiel returned to heaven to pretty much threaten everyone's lives in order to find out who killed his baby. And Dean hasn't returned at all. So it left Sam and Gabriel to take care of three kids. Sileas felt like she was a burden from this. So she'd take care of herself. Get dressed, make her lunch, get stuff ready for dinner and leave for school. No one really realized a year went by. All Sileas really knew was she was going to be eight years old and she needed to take care of herself. Mom and dad weren't gonna be there, neither would her uncles and aunts.
This chapter, we'll follow Sileas on her usual days now. If you lost track of time line Sileas is now eight and now in fourth grade. It's fall now, an exact year from Dean leaving. Sileas didn't get it really. But it's understandable.. But today is gonna be a bit different.
She gets up about five-thirty in the morning. She showers, than gets dressed for the day. Which ends about six-fifteen. Next she goes down stairs into the kitchen and prepares her lunch. Which is normally a small bag of chips, a juice box, gummies, a Go-Gert, a pudding cup. She takes her DeadPool Lunch box and puts it in her, well new, Iron Man bag after getting her jacket on. Once her things are away with her coat and back pack on, she prepares some things for breakfast and dinner. Once dinner is wrapped and away with some breakfast ready for her uncles and an apple for herself it's time for her to leave. Shoes on and her own key she walks out and heads to school. Around the time she leaves her uncles are waking up. Readying for their day.
She sighed as she leaned across her desk. Her teacher wasn't really that cool. Mr. Browne was really strict, and she didn't like him much. As she would work REALLY hard on her assignments he would tell her she was wrong! ALL THE TIME. How can she get it wrong?! She'd ask the smartest guy she knew. Who was Sam! Today, she wasn't gonna take it... Some of the teachers were the same as last year. And as her teacher was a third and fourth grade teacher, she had him LAST YEAR as well. Browne went over to Sileas' desk and threw a piece of paper down, it being her assignment from last night. Her homework she worked on ALL NIGHT!
"What's this?" She asked, looking up a bit puzzled. Browne crossed his arms and gave a disproving look.
"What do you think, Miss Winchester?" Browne asked with an angry tone. Sileas rose a brow and took a look at the paper as she flipped through the small booklet. Everything was right. Her name was on it, it was away from her brother and cousin and Gabriel didn't touch it with chocolaty hands. Answers were written neat and clean, and explained everything. She didn't see what was messed up.
"It's my homework from last night that I worked on ALL night..." She wasn't happy about this, nope. Not at all. Browne snagged the paper and flipped it to the third and last page and pointed to the last question.
"Than what's this?" Sileas looked at it. It was a story problem. She shrugged.
"A story math problem about trains. Why? Did I do something wrong?" The teacher threw the paper down hard, the other students watched in worry. Sileas didn't flinch. Just like her father not moving an inch when someone got in his face.
"It's incomplete. That's the problem. The problems are ALWAYS incomplete."
"Than write it instead of getting in my face. That's mature of a man in his mid forties." Sileas gruffed out. The students gasped and Browne's eyebrow twitched looking to the girl before him.
"Your attitude isn't needed.."
"Neither is yours.. Look I'm no Albert Einstein... None of us are. But getting in our face and making us feel like we're stupid isn't a good teacher quality." Sileas said and once Browne went closer Sileas stood and glared back. Piercing green and blue eyes shot daggers to hazel. The room was silent and after a few minutes Browne moved back and laughed.
"You're a stubborn kid. Not only that but a brat. No wonder your dad left." After that comment Sileas slammed her hands on her desk causing a loud echo in the room.
"DON'T YOU EVEN FUCKING DARE INSULT MY FATHER THAT WAY YOU LOW LIFE PIECE OF TRASH!" Sileas screamed at the top of her lungs, Browne and students alike staring in shock, "You have no right to speak that way! Call me stupid, make me feel like dirt. But if you insult my family you will regret it." Browne watched her and laughed, going over and put his hands on the table and leaned close to Sileas who was shaking with rage.
"Wow.. Didn't your whore mother teach you that word? Or did you hear it when she was on her back?"
And with that Sileas grabbed Browne's tie and punched him across the face. The students backed up after getting up from their desks when Sileas easily threw the teacher back and across the room. Her eyes glowing a bright blue and she panted. She looked around, seeing that everyone was scared of her. Sighing she grabbed her bag and left. That was the first time she did that but she knew what may happen. Expelled. But this was different. That was a demon, well still mortal and all that, he was just demon like. And as easily as she walked out, she was able to erase the memory of the students, well not entirely.
Sileas realized she can manipulate the mind of people. So after a long time she was able to make it like she cried and ran out in tears, and the teacher still feeling his pride of victory of making a student cry. But Sileas knew what she was doing. Making herself cry she ran to the office and the woman at the front of the desk creased her brow.
"What's the matter, Sileas?" The woman at the desk of course knew Sileas, trouble maker. But this was different.
"Miss Valler, can I talk to Principle Gina?" Sileas asked and Miss Valler nodded and let Sileas behind. Principle Gina or also known as Mamma Gina sat at her desk. Seeing Sileas in total tears caused her to turn and panic filled her.
"Sugar what's the matter?" She asked and Sileas rubbed her eyes.
"I-It's Mr. Browne... H-... He's being really mean to me again... A-And this time he used REALLY mean words.." Sileas sniffled. Gina frowned and sighed and allowed Sileas to sit down.
"What did he say sweetpea?" Gina pulled a pen and paper out for her to write down.
"H... He practically called me stupid by saying all my answers on my homework was wrong... Than said I was a brat and that's why my dad left and than called my mom.. A.."
"A what sweetie?"
"A whore..."
"A WHAT?!"
After a long session of yelling Sileas witnessed the most hated teacher ever be fired before her very eyes. She pretended to be sad as she left and allowed to go to the library she whipped her tears and smirked.
'Assholes like that don't need to be here.' She thought as she nusstled with her book in the most comfortable chair ever.
It wasn't long till school was out. Sileas got her things and left. Man she was able to get her work done AND finish her book! She can relax at home now and play with her cousin and brother. As she walked out she saw a familiar figure in the lobby. Real, real tears filled her eyes. A leather jacket, tall, always in denim, boots, that smell of old spice. Dropping her bag she ran tords the figure.
"DADDY!" She cried and Dean looked over being tackled by his daughter practically.
"WOAH! Hey there Sileas.." Dean smiled and than blinked, "Holy crap you're huge!" Before he hugged her by kneeling. Now the little one was five foot three! Dean felt his shirt becoming wet. He sighed and smiled as he knelled down before Sileas who was sobbing, "It's okay hun I'm here.."
After a short bit the two talked and caught up, reason Dean was gone wasn't only for mourning Sileas' sister but was investigating who had done it and was tracking the bastard down. Sileas understood since her family is basically full of hunters. The two sat in the car as Dean drove down the empty rode. Sileas holding a soda in her hands. It was a rough year for everyone.
"So... How's your mom..?"
"Okay... He's investigating who killed Dahlia..." Sileas looked up to her father, "Why..?"
"Because... I think I know who had done it... Sileas.. You've come from a fine line of hunters and men of letters. So I think it's important to tell you about this... It isn't what I want... But for you to understand what's going on you're gonna have to know." Dean said looking to Sileas a short moment. Sileas creased her brow. She knew what she was and their line. She roughly remembers Grandpa Bobby telling her about this kind of stuff. As well as Aunt Charlie.
"I can handle it. Tell me." Sileas said sternly. Dean was worried, she was eight years old for god's sake! Too young to know. He didn't want to end up like John. No he wasn't! He's just gonna tell her. Not make her hold a gun.
"The one who killed your sister is an angel." Dean said with a sigh, "Your mother, who is up there, is finding out who as well. With your grandpa Chuck's help.. I got a lead of the fucking dickless prick.."
"Who is it?" Sileas asked, interested in Dean's discovery.
"Promise me you WILL NOTget involved... You remember what happened four years ago." Sileas nodded.
"Yes sir.."
Dean cringed, but continued, "His name's Metatron. Not like the transformer. He's the voice of God. He taunted Sam about little John and is the biggest asshole of them all."
"Why would it be him?" Sileas asked, "Why that high of angel be wanting to do such an act?" Dean sighed and pulled to the side. Turning to Sileas and pinched the bridge of his nose. How is he gonna re-explain this?
"Sileas... You know what you are?"
"A nephilim." Sileas answered.
"And how is a nephilim created?"
"An angel and a demon or angel and human having a soul bound child." Sileas shrugged, "Uncle Gabriel taught me that. Why?"
"Because... Because nephilims are frowned upon... Angelic law says that they must be slain.." Dean could tell in the dark that Sileas' face went pale. Thinking a moment than her face turned red.
"What so I"m an accident?!" She shouted, Dean was taken aback but wasn't gonna take that attitude.
"NO! You are NOT! No body is an accident. Just not planned."
"That sounds like a fucking accident.." Sileas hissed.
"Don't you even-"
"What? Curse?! Dad you were gone a YEAR! I get it but seriously! NOW you tell me?! Why not leave me out there to die?!"
"BECAUSE IF I DID THAT I WOULDN'T FORGIVE MYSELF! I ALREADY LOST ONE CHILD BEFORE AND I AM NOT GONNA LOSE YOU OR YOUR BROTHER!" Dean realized what he said and Sileas blinked.
"There was one before me..? Than who?!"
Dean sat back and sighed, "An amazon. You know what they are... I saw her once.. Just one time as I talked with her... She was really calm... Collected... Lost.. Like you..." Dean sighed and caressed Sileas' cheek, "I watched her die.. But if she didn't I'd be. After a while I got with your mother and we discovered you were on the way.. We weren't prepared but dammit we made god damn sure you had a comfortable life." He sighed, "So don't you ever think that you are an accident.. You, and your brother are a blessing..."
"What about... You know..."
"She was too... A wonderful little one." Dean sighed and rustled Sileas' hair, "Come on.. Let's get home. I wanna see my son and nephew." As Dean started the impala a smile went across Sileas' face.
Man hearing that engine purr again is heaven on earth. Will never forget her first time hearing it.