Chapter 2

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Eleanor and Lily walked down the road they lived on. It was quiet outside just as it usually was whenever it was Sunday in mid-winter. Inside of the houses, lights were turned on and almost every chimney was puffing out smoke.

Both Eleanor's hands were occupied. In one hand, she held her daughter while the other hand held a firm grip on a plastic bag filled with two cherry pies and bottles of beer which she had gotten from the local food store.

Slowly they made their way home in peaceful silence. Lily was off in her own world again, from time to time humming a lullaby which Eleanor recognised though she couldn't put her finger on where she had heard it earlier. As her thoughts were on the lullaby, they passed an old lady standing out in her garden wearing only her robe and pink slippers. Her eyes were glued onto Eleanor and Lily before she put on a smile and walked over to the gate leading into her garden.

"Miss Eleanor, isn't it?" asked the lady with a sweet tone to her voice.

Eleanor stopped dead in her tracks when she heard the lady talk to her and forced herself to turn around and look at her.

"I'm Mrs Jackson. I believe we live a few houses away from each other, don't we?" asked the lady as Eleanor turned her head to look at Mrs Jackson, her grip on Lily tightening.

"Yes. That's me," replied Eleanor quietly as her heart starting to beat faster and faster.

She never used her own name. Her house was bought under a false name. She had given birth to Lily under a false name. Everything she ever did was under a false name. So, how did the old lady that lived in a simple house in a simple village know her real name?

"I've been meaning to come over and visit some day! It's been years since you moved in of course," laughed the old lady. "I've made some pie just reasently and my husband isn't home at the moment… off to see the grandchildren you know. Would you want to come in along with your lovely daughter? Lily, isn't it?"

Eleanor tensed as Lily nodded her head happily, wanting to move over to the old lady and shake her outstretched hand but was hindered by the firm grip that Eleanor had on Lily's hand.

"Christo," whispered Eleanor almost jumping in shock when the old lady's eyes turned coal black.

"What did you say, dear?" asked Mrs Jackson, her tone turning ice cold.

"Nothing. Now, if you don't mind… I have some groceries I need to get back home. Pleased to meet you Mrs Jackson," she said, waving her hand and almost jogging away from the lady, happy that she didn't follow.

The moment they entered their house, Eleanor locked the door and let out a breathe of air. Lily stood and looked at her mother with curious eyes.

"Go watch some TV, sweety. Mommy needs to do some things," said Eleanor, her voice cracking.

Lily nodded and walked into the living room with her dolls still in her hands. She turned the TV on and immediately changed the channel to the children's channel. It took some time for Eleanor to calm herself down and only then did she start to prepare the house for her coming guests.

Her hands still shook when she was done, an hour later, but her breathing had calmed down. She had lit some candles were in the house in order to make it look cosier, blankets had been thrown over the sofa in order for people to use them when the evening came along. Even though Eleanor could start an open fire, the house would still be cold during the evenings and therefore, her house was always filled with blankets for her and Lily to use.

She had sliced the pies up into pieces and placed them on two separate, large plates before leaving them on the kitchen table along with some beer. Lily's room had been turned into a guest room where Sam and Dean would have to sleep on the floor, if they even were going to sleepover. Lily's bed was placed in Eleanor's bedroom. Normally, Dean and she would share a bed. However, she knew that that was not an option at the moment since she knew that Dean would become very angry the moment he saw Lily. At least, the moment he heard that he was her father.

For a while, Eleanor simply stared at her daughter while she calmly watched TV. She still couldn't believe that she was a mother. Though, most of all she still couldn't believe that she had been a part of making Lily, the most perfect little girl in the world, according to her. She had always wanted to be a mother ever since her youth but since she had grown up with hunters and herself had become a hunter, she had thought that starting a family hadn't been an option. At least, it wasn't an option that she wanted to take. Eleanor herself had been raised by hunters and she had had a miserable life, constantly living in fear of monsters and whether or not her parents would return to her after a hunt. She hadn't wanted her child to live like that and if that meant that she wasn't going to become a mother, then so be it. When she had realised that she was indeed pregnant three years ago, she had to leave. She had to get away from that life as fast as possible.

However, in order to get away from that life, she had to lie to the two only men in the world that she had loved more than her own father.

When the doorbell rang, Eleanor had jumped. Lily looked over at her with curious eyes and Eleanor simply smiled at her. "Don't worry. Just some guests."

Lily had nodded before turning her head back to the television. With careful steps, Eleanor walked over to the front door. Seeing the three figures standing outside of her door through the tinted glass made her feel relieved. At least she wasn't alone anymore with that demon out there. She smoothed out her white blouse before opening it, the shill wind of the winter afternoon hitting against her face and causing her hair to move slightly.

"Elle…" said Dean, a smile on his face.

Dean, Sam and Castiel were all standing there, Sam and Dean standing slightly in front of Castiel as there wasn't that much space on the porch. A smile appeared on Eleanor's face as the two brothers both grinned widely at her, happiness filling their bodies.

"Dean… Sam," said Eleanor before embracing them both one at a time, not caring about the cold air sneaking inside.

"You've got yourself a… pretty good life here, I see," said Dean, a hint of something else evident in his tone which made Eleanor's heart ache slightly. She knew Dean hadn't taken her leaving lightly and she also knew that this was part of Dean's dream as well. Having a house and a family.

"Oh… where are my manners! Please! Come on in," said Eleanor, shifting to the side so that the three men could enter.

Castiel nodded his head at her as he passed her, almost immediately sitting down next to Lily on the sofa over in the living room. When Eleanor closed the door and turned around, she saw both Sam and Dean staring into the living room with unreadable looks on their faces. She knew what they were staring at.

Lily.

"Dean… Sam," said Eleanor as she walked past them and turned the TV off. "Meet Lily."

"Lily?" asked Dean as said little girl shifted to sit in Castiel's lap. The angel smiled and put his hands on her arms to steady her.

"My daughter," said Eleanor, causing the Winchester's to gape and look over at her.

"Your… daughter?" asked Sam.

"Yeah. She's three years old," said Eleanor as she walked over to Lily, smiling down at her and Castiel before she lifted her up and held her in her arms. "Say hi to our guests, Lily."

"Hi," she said shyly before hiding her face in the crook of Eleanor's neck, causing her to smile down at her daughter.

"She was like this with Castiel as well when they first met," said Eleanor, stroking Lily's hair slightly before looking back at the Winchester's.

"She… She's your daughter," said Sam again, staring at Lily while Dean simply looked at her with a monotone look on his face.

"Yes," chuckled Eleanor when she saw the fact process through Sam's mind.

"You left three years ago," said Sam, his eyes diverting to look into Eleanor's eyes again.

"Yes," replied Eleanor, her smile faltering slightly as she started to worry about the fact that Dean hadn't said a word yet.

"Wow…" said Sam quietly in a way that made it hard for Eleanor to deduce if he was thrilled or mad.

Quickly, Eleanor turned to Castiel again who stood up, already knowing what she was going to say to him. "Could you watch Lily for a while?"

"Yes, of course," said Castiel, taking Lily from Eleanor's arms and walking away to the music room, grabbing a few toys in the process.

The moment the door shut, Sam took a few steps forwards. "What the hell?"

"I became pregnant. I didn't want my child to live like I had done and so, I left," said Eleanor, shrugging as she did.

"What, and you thought you didn't have to tell us that? We thought there was something else that was wrong! That you'd been threatened to leave or worse! And Castiel knows about it but we don't!?" exclaimed Sam, Dean still staring at Eleanor with a monotone look on his face as Sam turned to him. "Aren't you going to say anything, Dean?"

Dean continued to stare at Eleanor for a while before his gaze was diverted to his younger brother and something seemed to snap inside of him. Though, if it was anger or not, Eleanor couldn't tell.

"Who's the father?" he asked in a quiet tone.

"What? That's your concern at the moment!? Not the fact that she kept this from us and the fact that she left us on our own in the middle of a case!?" exclaimed Sam, his eyebrows furrowed and his tone both angry and sad.

Dean diverted his eyes back at Eleanor whose eyes had started to glaze over with tears. "Who's the father?" he asked her instead when Sam didn't answer him which caused Sam to sigh and turn around, sliding his hand over his face in a desperate way to calm himself.

The look Dean gave her told her he already knew the answer but wanted it confirmed before he said anything else. Her heart ached as she swallowed once before opening her mouth, her eyes looking down at the floor when she did.

"You."

The word made Sam turn back to her again, his face not as angry as earlier but filled with even more shock. Dean's face stayed monotone but his jaw flexed before he nodded his head and looked away from her.

"This is nuts," he said finally, pointing a finger at her. "You should've told me. Did you really think that you could keep something like this from me? Something this huge? Something we both want but couldn't have?"

Eleanor looked up at him when he said this, a tear escaping her eye at the hurt look on his face.

"I'm sorry… I didn't think-"

"Obviously," Dean cut in, turning around and taking a few steps away from her.

"I simply didn't want Lily to grow up the way we had to. I didn't want her to become a target for evil things. I didn't want her to get involved in any of this," said Eleanor, none of the boys looking at her as she did. "At night, she calls for me. Tells me how she has nightmares of monsters and things crawling around in the dark. A-And you know what I tell her? That there are no such things as monsters. Because that's what you're supposed to tell your children. You don't stay with them the rest of the night with a shotgun loaded with salt in your hands. Because that's what my dad did and it didn't stop my fears at all."

"It's what we do. It's our jobs. We can't just leave that responsibility. The responsibility of saving other people's lives," said Sam, finally looking at her again. "There are monsters in the dark. There are monsters, Eleanor. You can't shield Lily from that truth the rest of her life. She's born by a hunter. A damn good one as well. And there are bound to be things out there that know your face and will do whatever it takes to hurt you. Lily was a target the moment she was born."

Eleanor shook her head as more tears escaped her eyes, her mind wandering back to the old lady from earlier. "I just… I just wanted her to be safe."

"Yeah, well you can't keep her safe and neither can we," said Dean, turning around again. His eyes were red and she could see that he had been forcing back tears while turned away from her. "But we're damn right going to try."

At his words, Eleanor furrowed her brow. "But… you can't stop saving people. Sam said-"

"I know what Sam said and I know that that is our responsibility. But there are more things to hunting then killing things," said Dean, taking a few steps towards Eleanor. "Take Bobby for instance. He may be out killing stuff as well but he gathers information and helps us in different ways. You can help him with that. You can become a hunter in that way."

"You're telling me to leave this life that I've built up for my daughter to go and live with Bobby in an old abandoned house with dozens of old cars outside… out in the middle of nowhere…" said Eleanor, realisation hitting her. They would be safer there. Not only was Bobby's house protected against every single creature that he knew off, but they would live in the middle of nowhere where not many people would see her. And perhaps that demon would be far away from her as well.

"Bobby won't mind," said Dean, now standing only a few centimetres apart from her. "And we'll be able to see you again from time to time."

"Bobby's house is a two days ride away," whispered Eleanor as Dean carefully stroke away a few tears.

"I know. But we've got a car," said Dean, shrugging.

"You'd be willing to do that?" asked Eleanor, glancing over Dean's shoulder at Sam who nodded his head, his face looking much calmer than it had done earlier.

"Of course," said Dean, almost shocked that she wasn't arguing against his idea. "You're part of the family now."

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