Uncle Sam finally came back with our food. I got chicken and French fries, while Dad got his usual. Uncle Sam got a salad and some fruit. I sat and ate my food in scilence. Sam and my Dad talked for awhile until Sam nudged me. I look up at him and glare. "Yes?" I ask quietly. "What's wrong? You seem upset." He ask as I glare at my dad. "Nothing." I reply shortly and get up from the table. I hear Sam ask my dad what was that about. He replies "she is mad I won't let her hunt with us." Sam nods his head in understandment. I huff and lay down on one of the beds. I lay there until my dad and uncle were ready to go to sleep. Sam lies down on his bed and my dad lays beside me.
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What's the price of blood? (ON HOLD)
FanfictionWinchester. The name put fear into the hearts of monsters. The blood that only few have. The bloodline is full of famous hunters. My dad included. Dean Winchester. The man who is wanted by heaven and hell. Who knew a small town outcast could be a fa...
