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You were only 6 when it all happened. You, your mom and Dean were all in Sammy's room saying good night..
"So this is where the party is." Your dad said from the bedroom door.
"daddy!" Dean yelled as he went running to him. John scoop him up.
"Hey Dean, Think Sammy is ready to toss the football around?" John asked.
"No.." Dean said laughing.
"No? y/n? what do you think?" he asked
"No.. Daddy." you say smiling.
"Hmm guess I'm out voted." he said kissing your mom.
"John do you think you can....." Mary asked,
"Sure, come on Dean-o... ( y/nic name) time for bed." He said. You watched as your dad tucked Dean into his bed- zooming him around like an airplane and then tossing him onto the bed. Dean laughed as John covered him with the blanket.
"Hmm. There was something else I was supposed to do." he said like he was in a deep thought.
"Daddy!" you say giggling.
"Oh yeah." he said scooping you up and gently laying you in your bed. He pulled your blanket up to your chin and then leaned over. he touched his noise to yours and you happily gave butterfly kisses.
"Good night princess." he said.
You had only been asleep a few moment when you thought you heard your mom yell.. Carefully you climbed out of your bed and crept into your little brothers room.
You see your dad standing next to your brothers bed.
"DAddy?" you say. John turned and looked at his daughter, he smiled tiredly.
"It's ok Princess." he said.. You walked over to your brother and he cooed up at you. Suddenly something dripped onto his crib. Your dad wiped it, he looked up at the ceiling. Your eyes followed his and your heart stopped when you saw your mom on the ceiling. It didn't make sense why was she up there? John screamed just seconds before your mother burst into flames.
"DAD!" Dean called you were frozen you just couldn't seem to make your legs move. John scooped Sammy up and shoved him at Dean..
Dean Take your brother outside now!" he yelled.
"Y/n!" he yelled Still stunned you looked at him.
"Go with your brothers and take care of them... Now!" the tone in his voice had you running, you caught up with Dean and took his free hand you almost pulled him out the door. as your bare feet hit the grass your dad scooped you all up and hurried you to safety.
The firemen called it an electrical fire.. But that didn't make since. You thought.
Your dad took you all to a motel.. The first of many to come... He tucked you and your brothers into one of the beds. You tried to sleep but you couldn't every time you closed your eyes you saw your mother on the ceiling. You heard your daddy and climbed out of the bed. You tip toed to him. He was sitting at the small table his head in his hands.
"Daddy.." you say softly. He looks at you his eyes wet and red.
"What happened to mommy?" you ask. He looks at you sadly. He scoops you up into his strong arms and hugs you tight.
"It's ok Daddy.." you say
"I'm gonna need your help sweety.. With your brothers... Can you do that... Can you help daddy?" he asks.
"Ok Daddy.." You say he hugs you again and presses his wet cheek against yours. That was the last time you ever remember seeing your dad cry.... Later Bobby would say it wasn't fair that he pushed that on you, that he pushed this life on any of you. But then again... You can't really remember another life.. not really. It's like that part of you was just a dream, and never really exsicted