Bonus chapter.3

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Dean had been seeing this lady Ellie for about two weeks.

Alison didn't like that.

"All right, hey, I'm going out with Ellie. You mind watching her?" Dean asked Sam.

"Yeah, sure." Sam shrugged.

Alison rolled her eyes a little.

"Do you have to go?" The seven year old asked.

"Well, I kinda promised her." Dean said.

"Oh."

"I'll be back by tonight."

Dean kissed Alisons head then left.

Ali closed her coloring book and got up out of the floor, she then began her wait for dean.

By the time night rolled around, dean still hadn't come back. Ali was a sleepy, yawning mess.

Sam let out a sigh.

He walked over and picked the girl up.

"No, Sammy. Gotta wait for daddy." She mumbled.

Sam felt bad for Alison. Ever since dean met Ellie, which was on one of Alison and deans daddy-daughter dates, he had rarely taken time with Alison.

Ali fell asleep in Sams arms as he placed her in the bed. He kissed her head then got into his own bed.

The next day, dean still hadn't come back. Alison had done nothing but give Sam a hard time, and throw a tantrum about wanting Dean, Sam didn't know what else to do but give Dean a call.

After Sam ended the phone call, dean was on his way back.

Dean opened the door to screaming and crying along with yelling.

"Hey! Hey! What is going on in here?" He questioned a little angrily.

Sam and Alison looked up and the tantrum calmed down.

Ali ran to dean and hugged his legs.

Sam was a little mad at Dean.

"Whoa! Hold up." Dean crouched down in front of his daughter. "Sammy gave me a call and told me you were giving him a hard time, and you threw a tantrum. What's all that for?" He questioned.

Alison barely shrugged.

Dean looked up at Sam then back at Alison

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Dean looked up at Sam then back at Alison.

"You're lying." Dean stated. "You know exactly why."

"You said you would come back last night." Alison said.

"So? I was a little late—"

"A little? It's five pm!" Alison yelled.

Dean furrowed his brows.

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