Halfbreed: Destiel's Daughter

Eleanor is no ordinary teenager. First, she's a Winchester, that should say it all. But there's so much more... She's been killing the supernatural her whole life, and by 17 years old, she thinks she knows everything, except, she still doesn't know that angels exist. Funny, considering that one of her fathers is Castiel, an angel of the Lord...


6. Texas

Dean's Pov.

Eleanor Mary Winchester, your little game isn't funny, come home now- wait- are you crying? Sweetie? What happened?!” I began to chew out my daughter, Cas, Sam and I had been searching for days and had come up with absolutely nothing.

I was been beginning to regret giving her keys to the Impala... I put the phone on speaker so that Castiel and Sam could hear. For a few seconds, all you could hear was terrified sobbing- and that scared the shit out of me. El never cried, not since she was a tiny girl.

“Honey! Eleanor, you gotta talk to us, what happened?” Cas asked gently.

“A man- demon- did something- God- I'm scared- I...” She began to half/explain what was going on. Her words were cut off by a loud crack, and then a boom, and then the line went blank.

“Eleanor?!?!” I shouted. Cas locked his eyes with mine. We were both crazed with panic, and when I looked to Sam he had the same expression on his face.

“Get the damn location!” I exclaimed. Sam jumped, scrambling to get his phone from his pocket.

“The area code is from San Antonio, Texas.” Sam said quickly. He rambled the sentence out so fast that the words blended together.

“Dean, we aren't going to drive there, right?” Castiel gripped my arm as I'd started toward the car we stole a few days before.

“Cas she-” I began, he interrupted me.

“She doesn't know where we are. We'll just tell her we were on her trail already.” He said, his blue eyes were so intense, I could barely even respond. I managed one stiff nod. Castiel let go of me to place two of his fingers on Sam's forehead. I blinked and they were gone.

I said a silent prayer- haha hilarious, a demon praying- for my baby to be okay. 

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