Daddy issues

That night John came back. Once again he came in at an unfortunate time. The sun had just begun to rise when John found his key to the front door. He didn't find Bobby in the study, so this time he would have made it to his bed, John assumed.

Trying to be quiet, he walked up the stairs. He was aiming for Bobby, but something caught his eye. The door to the other bedroom was just opened at a creak. John pushed the door further open.

And he needed a moment to realize what he saw.

'What is this?' he grunted loudly.

All three people in the bed woke instantly. Dean sat straight up, while Sam and Aliza took a moment to rub their eyes.

'Dad? You're already back?' Dean asked, fear dripping from his words.

John took some steps closer to the bed. His eyes were fixed on the girl in the middle. Aliza started to realize she was in trouble.

'What,' he repeated, this time more threatening, 'is this?'

Dean sat up on his knees on the bed. 'Dad, it's okay. She-,'

'Don't you dare telling me it's okay, boy! Out of the bed, now!'

All three stood up and left the warm blanket. They heard muffled sounds from the other room. Bobby must be awake. Aliza couldn't wait for him to get here.

'You,' John pointed his finger in between her eyes, 'Who the hell are you?'

Aliza settled with calm answers. 'I'm Aliza.'

'And what the hell are you doing in here, with my sons?'

She was ready to start explaining, but then had a second thought about Sam. She couldn't tell the truth. John figured she took too long to answer. He grabbed her small arm in his hand and dragged her out of the room, down the stairs. Aliza protested in pain.

Once downstairs they heard people hurrying off the stairs.

'John, let her go!' Bobby shouted.

Nevertheless, he didn't let go. He brought her to the front door. But before he could put her in the cold morning air, Bobby got a hold on the other man and yanked him back. John spun around until he faced Bobby.

'Stop that! She is staying with me! She needs protection!' Bobby yelled in his face.

Bobby pushed Aliza back. She was caught by Dean and Sam.

'No random child is in contact, and definitely not in bed with my boys! She goes out!' John spat back.

Bobby grabbed him and yanked him in the kitchen. Over his shoulder he threw at the children: 'Go upstairs.'

They obeyed.

John took a beer from the fridge. Slowly on he started to calm down, but Bobby knew what a hothead the guy could be.

'John, the girls' parents were killed by demons,' Bobby said in a low gruff voice.

This caused John to spin around. 'Demons? How many? Where?' he asked, not even thinking about giving the girl pity.

Bobby sighed. 'I hardly think it has something to do with-,'

'It has everything to do with that! Bobby, I really think it was a demon. I have new leads. But the suckers are hard to find,' John told the older hunter. The anger had changed to excitement. Bobby was no fan of his revenge task, but he couldn't blame the man for wanting to hunt whatever killed his wife.

'Something strange is going on with that case,' Bobby confessed. He had been thinking about it from the moment he met the mother-demon.

John took his shoulders. 'You see? Tell me, what is different?'

Bobby shook his hands off, going to the fridge for an own beer. 'There were more demon possessions in this month than what is normally a year.'

John leaned at the edge of the kitchen table. 'I noticed that too.'

'The demon commanded a vamp to do its business. That is pretty hard-core strange to me,' Bobby continued.

John held his finger up. 'That actually has something to do with the case I work on now. Tell you about it in a sec. Go on.'

Bobby sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. The words of the demon rang in his head. That kid isn't human. No way he was telling this all-too-willing-to-kill-her hunter.

'They were after the girl for some reason. Never knew why. Said she had a boss ordering her.'

John's jaw clenched. 'Demons want to kill it, and you put it in a room with my boys?'

Bobby decided he had already said to much. Distraction was all he could bet on. John was still more interested in the thing that killed Mary than Aliza.

'Look, why don't you and I take care of two things here. We go and set out to kill the bitch. Or exorcise her. That way we can interrogate her about her Daddy-demon, and we make things safe for Aliza. Then she could go to a normal family member or foster home.'

Bobby swallowed at the thought. The girl was though, perfect to be a hunter. She could never fit in with normal kids after the horrors she had seen. But he couldn't take care of her either. Maybe he could find another hunter that wants to train her.

'Fine,' John stated. He set the empty bottle on the table and walked out the door. Bobby took another swig before following him, with a book for demon rituals and exorcism.

Aliza tried her best to calm down. Dean had been rubbing her back, holding her hands, bringing her tea and speaking soothing words all morning, but nothing really seemed to work.

Their father was so mad.

Makes sense, since she brought danger to the party. Aliza started seeing John's point of view. She didn't like it, but he was right. Dean and Sam didn't deserve to suffer because of her. They were all very new to demons, Aliza figured out. Maybe, not even Bobby could save them. Maybe they didn't even know what to do.

Later that day, Dean had found a note downstairs, saying both adults had left the house for some time. Dean worried sick. He had no idea what they were doing, or how his father would react on Bobby. Sometimes he could get very worked up…

The next morning they were woken by the engine of the Impala outside. All three jumped out of bed (partly afraid John would find them in the same bed again) and rushed downstairs. They waited in the study, standing by the window.

'I told you! You stubborn old man! That's it! I'm done!' they heard John yell when he entered the room.

John stormed into the room, spotting the three children. He walked right up to Aliza, lowering his face at her eye-level.

'What are you?' he spat at her. This tone was worse than the yelling. She could see, hear and sense the anger radiating from him. She started to shake.

'S-sorry?' She squeaked out.

That was it. The snapping point.

John took a good swing and slapped the little girl across the face.

She was so taken aback that she fell over to the ground. With one hand on her cheek, she tried to hold back the tears.

'John!' Bobby screamed, more surprised than angry.

Dean crouched over her, protecting her with his body. 'Dad! Stop it!'

John tried to yank Dean back up.

'Don't ever get near her again! She isn't human! The demons are after her, and probably for a good reason,' John snapped. It would be a matter of moments before Sam would start crying. Aliza was thinking his words over and over.

Demons are after her. Never a good sign. Not even hunters know why.

Not safe. The proof was her family, fallen apart.

Not human.

She's not human.

In one quick movement she got up on her feet and sprinted upstairs, past the angry Winchester.

'Aliza? Can I come in?' Dean asked at the door to the room at the attic.

No response.

'Aliza, It's okay. I will help you. Dad has cooled down. Well, for now anyway,' he half joked.

Still no response.

Dean leaned his head against the door. 'Look, I do not care. I do not even believe you're not…human. But even if you are, just know that we are still at your side. Sam, Bobby and me will never abandon you. Please just…,' He paused for a moment, letting a tear roll down his cheek. 'Let me in.'

Still nothing.

At last Dean pushed the door open. He walked inside the room. After two steps in he fell down to his knees, uttering apologizes.

He was too late.

Nancy Barton walked back to her colourful desk. Once again a child from her class had provided her with a drawing. She smiled at the fairy princess. If she would stare long enough, maybe she could forget…

But the missing poster on the wall caught her eye again. She couldn't stop staring into the eyes of the innocent little girl that had disappeared some time ago, and was still not found. That maybe didn't even know her parents were…

'Miss Barton?' a small voice said.

At first she thought it was in her head. It sounded so much like…

She turned to the door. And there she was. Aliza. She stood there, in manly oversized clothes, with an old duffle bag over her shoulder and muffled hair. But that didn't hold her gaze. Her expression did.

She wasn't crying. She didn't even look sad. It even became worse when she opened her mouth and said:

'My parents are dead,' with the most emotionless voice she ever heard. It made a chill go down her back.

Nancy stood up and walked over to her nonetheless.

'Oh sweetheart! I know, I'm so sorry,' she sobbed as she hugged the girl.

Aliza hugged back. 'Me too,' she said.

They both let go. Then Aliza watched her straight in the eyes.

'I need help.'

That's the end of part one!

This story is fixed on my OC. We will get to know her, and of course her Supernatural encounters.

Currently working on part two. As you might have noticed, the name of the part (as the first one was 'family') is the main theme of the part. Each chapter will focus on another aspect though.

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