So Little Time: Dean Winchester Daughter

Chapter 15: Slumber Party Over

Here's Part 1 of season . 9 Slumber Party. It's based on Season 9. Ava is 14 years old.
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Ava bats her eyes at her Uncle who was working on the map table.

Sam: *looks at her then at then back at the map table* whatever it is no
Ava: you didn't even give me a chance to explain myself
Sam: alright explain
Ava: well... I met some friends in town and they invited me to go to a sleep over
Sam: no absolutely not
Ava: *groans* come on Uncle Sam
Sam: Ava, your dad and I barely know these people
Ava: but aren't you the one that always told me I need to hang out with kids my age
Sam: I gave you a choice to go to real school but you refused
Ava: cause I prefer to work with a teacher that cares about my academics
Sam: I'm sorry Ava, but my answer is no
Ava: fine, I'll just ask dad then when he comes back
Dean: *comes in through the door upstairs* ask dad what?
Ava: can I go to a sleepover?
Dean: no
Ava: why not!
Dean: 'Cause I don't know these kids' parents. I didn't know you had friends
Ava: I have plenty of friends you don't know about
Dean: *raise eye brow* like who?
Ava: uh... nobody. Forgot I said anything
Sam: anyways, how'd it go with Kevin?
Dean: Oh, that little nerd is in a lovely warded hotel room in Branson. He's got about 48 hours of pay-per-porn with Kenny Rogers ahead of him.
Sam: How's he feeling?
Dean: (walking down the stairs)
Well, he stared at the Angel tablet and repeated the word "falafel" for the entire ride. Kids cracked. I'm hoping this break will, uh, clear his head. You know, after everything that happened, I figured we could use a little break ourselves, have a little family time so I, uh, picked you guys up season one "Game of Thrones." Figured we'd get a little takeout.
Ava: *cross arm* I didn't even think an old man like you would know what Game of Thrones is
Dean: hey I'm not that old, I still hip whatever term of words you kids use these days
Ava: dad... nobody uses the word "hip" anymore
Dean: do you want to hang out or not?
Ava: I'd rather hang out with kids my age than spend another Friday night with my father and uncle
Dean: sorry kid, you're not going to sleep over at a random strangers house until I meet their parents first
Sam: and what random kid on the street asked you to stay over at their place. Doesn't that seem odd to you Ava?
Ava: I'm careful who I talked to, a random stranger didn't just ask me to sleepover, I met this group of friends a while ago when going into town while you and Uncle Sam were out hunting
Dean: I don't know Ava, this all seems sketchy, going to have to think about this
Ava: at least you're thinking about it
Sam: All right. Well, first, I think I might have found a way to help Cas.

Sam looks up suddenly concerned.

Dean: Did you talk to him?
Sam: No. And, by the way, I still don't understand why he left in the first place. I mean, the bunker is the safest place for him. Bartholomew and -- and who knows how many other angels are out there gunning for them.
Dean: Hey, look, nobody wants him here more than I do, okay? But, uh, he felt like he'd bring trouble down on us, so he had to split. But if you have a way to help him, I'm all ears.
Ava: *looks at her dad odd*
Sam: All right. So, Kevin and Ava said the table lit up like a Christmas tree when the angels fell, right?
Dean: So?
Sam: So it turns out each light was where a cluster of angels fell. So I'm thinking maybe there's a way to hot-wire this and make it track angels. That way, we can help Cas steer clear of danger.
Ava: oh so it's like a gps to track supernatural
Sam: basically
Dean: This was...your idea?
Sam: (looks around slightly amused)
Do you see anybody else here? Besides Ava
Ava: *says sarcastically* thanks Uncle Sam, lovely to not include me in your "idea"
Sam: okay Miss. Sarcasm
Ava: *roll eyes*
Dean: So, how would it work?
Sam: Oh, no idea. See, at first, I thought the table was the computer, but it's not. It turns out it's just part of it. I did find these cables underneath, and I followed them. You're never gonna believe what I found.

Sam, Dean and Ava enter a to a
full of electrical panels, shelves and a very large, old computer.

Sam: Voilà.
Dean: Is this a computer?
Ava: I'm not a computer freak but even I find this room cool
Sam: Yeah -- or it was in 1951, when it was installed. Now, here's the crazy thing. It's not plugged in to anything. I mean, I have no idea what's making this thing work.