Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural.
Waking up from another restless sleep, Amber had a feeling that this was going to be a bad day. Even though she was excited that it was her birthday, the pouring rain put a damper on her mood. I'm on break and it is only eight in the morning, I can stay in bed for a few more hours. She thought. Contemplating if it was worth getting up or if she should just go back to sleep, Amber decided to get up and see who else was awake.
It was harder for her to get up than normal, she had ended up stumbling, that she chalked up to clumsiness, and could feel a headache coming. Maybe I should grab some medicine and lay back down, she thought. That decided she left her room in search of medicine. When she entered the living room she was surprised to see her mother sitting at the table. That's strange, she thought, mom is usually still in bed at this time. Amber went to her mother and gave her a kiss on the cheeks.
"Good morning momma." She greeted.
"Good morning. Happy Birthday Sweetie." She greeted distractedly.
Her mother's abnormal behavior started to give her a really bad feeling. Deciding to ignore it for now she changes the subject. "Thank you. So, what's the plan?" She questioned, secretly hoping that they were going to have a celebration for her birthday today.
Amber glanced around the room, finally noticing that her little brother was not there, which was strange since he was not in their room. "Hey mom, where is Brian?" She inquires. When she turned she saw that her mother was staring intently at the table. Amber's headache suddenly got ten times worse when she placed her hand om her mother's shoulder. She once again ignored it to focus on her mom.
"He is at the gym with your dad." She takes a deep breath, "Amber, I need to tell you something. Something that is very important." She silently points to the chair that was facing her, indicating that she wants her to sit down.
Amber's concern was rapidly growing.
"Amber, today you turn eighteen, and that means that you are old enough to know the truth?" She keeps her eyes off of her daughter while she speaks.
By now Amber's heart was starting to pound as hard and fast as her headache. She swallows, "Old enough to know what?"
Her mother takes a deep breath and looked her straight in the eye. "Minnie," She starts, with the loving nickname that she and her oldest son came up with. "You are not my daughter."
Author's Note: I present to you a cliff hanger! While this is my first OC story ever, I can promise to you that she will not be a Mary Sue. P.S reviews are the fuel for my story. Next chapter will be posted possibly by today or tomorrow morning.