★ Pixie Dust ★ Supernatural ¹

4. Silliness With Sincerity

“ One day, you will wake up and there won’t be any more time to do the things you’ve always wanted. DO IT NOW ”

- Paulo Coelho

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Holding the girl from falling Dean Winchester looked at his brother. The younger brother's expression was eery too. Dean didn’t know what to do, he looked at the girl in his hands. She looked like she was in a deep slumber. But they both knew better, they saw how she almost had a panic attack before fainting.

Before someone noticed them, Dean carried the girl to his beloved car. The brothers quickly got in and drove off to leave that place.

After a while, Dean stopped the car and looked behind where his newly found daughter was sprawled out. Did he ever think that his, his own daughter would be here with them, in the same car? Yeah, never. But there was she, looking like a sleepy kitten. Sure the situation wasn’t exactly to admire his daughter's presence but he couldn’t help but looking.

Oh God, he became such a sap, Dean thought.

Sam also watched the newly father admiring the girl, a small smile formed on his face. He broke the silence saying, "Dean, what should we do now? She surely knows that we are fake."

"Let's take her to the hostel", Dean suggested.

"What are you saying? Dean if we go there like this, they will call police. And Fayre will tell them how we were spying on her".

"Well there's nothing else to do. We can't take her with us", Dean replied with frustration.

"Everything would have gone normal if you didn’t open your big mouth", Sam said with his classic bi**h face.

"What that's supposed to mean?"

"Seriously, you're asking me that? Dude you basically told this girl that we were following her" , Sam scoffed.

"Well, I panicked okay? She ju....just told me, I was being nervous. What you would do?", Dean defend himself.

"Replied like normal people. And she wasn’t wrong. You really can't say word in her presence", Sam bickered.

"Noooo, I don’t".

"Yes, you do. You also look all lovey dovey in front of her", Sam teased his brother.

"Shut up! You look all lovey dovey in front of her", Dean almost shouted.

"Huh! Real mature", Sam laughed. Before adding, "Let's take her to the motel and explain everything".

"No, she should never know our real identity. She has a better life here. I can't mess that up, Sam", looking at his daughter Dean replied.

"She has a right to know. Just think, will you be okay knowing you have a daughter all alone here living in a hostel? Cause I definitely won't. Dean, you need this, you need her. You deserve some happiness, we both do", Sam tried to reason with his brother.

"She will get hurt Sam. You and I both know how everybody ends up with being close to us", Dean argued remembering all the people they both lost.

"Don't you think after all this time, after getting a chance to all....all this,  you should take it? And don't forget you literally spied on her, How will you able to live afar then, huh?", Sam calmly said.

"She also fainted because of it. See, just only knowing this she had a panic attack. If she gets sucked in our life the poor girl will lose her damn mind or in our case her life", Dean panted.

"You don’t know that. How can you say that? Maybe she will decide after you give her a chance", the younger brother said.

"What if....what if she hates me. Knowing all this", Dean asked worried ly.

"Then we'll try to convince her and Dean she won't hate you. She doesn’t seem like a girl who has a single mean bone in her body", smiling Sam reassured his brother.

With a big sigh Dean started his car again. In reality, he really wanted to know his daughter personally. Not just from afar. Past few days he thought about this a lot but he didn’t know what he to do.

Dean just needed a little push. And Sam knew it too.

The impala stopped in front of a cheap motel where the Winchesters were staying. Though both of them passed most of their time in the car in front of Fayre's hostel.

From Dean's point of view, they had to keep an eye on her so that before going back, they could know Fayre was safe. Well, we all know how that ended up.

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Getting out of the car, Dean opened the door where his daughter was still laying and pointed her to Sam.

Sam gave him a questioning look. Clearly surprised by his brother's behavior.

"Carry her", Dean simply stated.

"Wh..at? You carry her. She's your daughter", giving a bi**h  face Sam replied.

"No, I can't."

"What do mean you can't? Dean you're acting like crazy. You put her there just a few hours back. What is your problem now?", Sam was a little taken back with his brother's reply.

Dean didn’t replied. Sam waited patiently. That's why Dean mumbled quickly, "Last time was different. I thought she was hurt".

"Okay, stop this before we all catch cold. Let's take her inside. She'll wake up anytime now. You want to freak her out more than she already is?", Sam asked with a huff.

Seeing no other choice, Dean picked the girl carefully like she was made of glass. She was really a tiny thing, as light as a feather, Dean thought. 

After getting inside of their room, Dean carefully put the girl down on his bed. He even took a clean sheet from his bag and put it over her. After that he just looked at her. He seemed to do this a lot cause he really couldn’t help it.

It still looked like a dream to him. With a big sigh he went to freshen up. Sam as usual took out his laptop and misteriously connected it to wifi.

Dean took very small time in the bathroom and as soon as he was done he took a chair and brought that close to the bed. Again he just sat there looking at her.

"Dude, relax. You're gonna scared the kid once she wakes up", Sam said after seeing Dean's silly behaviour.

Hmm....Sam was right, he wasn’t going to overwhelm her, Dean thought to himself. So, he got up from there.

Dean and Sam were just talking randomly when Sam noticed his 'niece' blinking her eyes. He saw her blinking a few more as if to shake off her tiredness. Now both the Winchesters were alerted and preparing themselves for the upcoming questions.

But they didn’t prepare themself for what happened next. Seeing the tall men, the teenager screamed bloody murder and started to throw all the things that were on the nightstand.