After the love of his life and natural born witch: Simone Dubois dies during childbirth leaving Dean to raise their premie daughter alone. Now with his father missing, Dean must try to keep the promise he made to Simone and keep their daughter safe...
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Chapter One, Trick or Treating with Daddy
~ Three years later (31st October 2005) ~
Dean smiled as he parked the impala in front of Claudette and Charles's house, he couldn't wait to see his precious baby girl again and go trick or treating with her. That Voodoo thing had taken too long for his liking, and he'd also gotten a weird voicemail from his Dad, but he'll deal with that later. First, he wants his baby girl. Opening the door he smiled when he saw Amélie bouncing on the top step with Claudette and Charles on either side of her. "Daddy!" Amélie shouted, running down the steps the moment Dean got out of the car. "Hey baby. Did you miss me?" Dean asked, crouching down with his arms open wide, as she ran into them holding on to him tightly. "Yes Daddy." Amélie whispered, making Dean's heart clench. It's only been two days as it was the other side of New Orleans but god did he miss her too.
"I missed you too, baby. I love you." Dean said, standing up and placing her on his hip. "I wuv you too Daddy." Amélie whispered, resting her head on his shoulder. "Coco missed you." She said, putting the cat in his face. "I missed you too Coco." Dean said, laughing when he felt her nod against his shoulder and made the cat do the same. "Were you good for Nana and Grandpa?" Dean asked sternly, walking towards the house. "Uh huh." Amélie stated. Dean looked towards Simone's parents with an eyebrow raised in a silent question. "Good as gold." Claudette confirmed. "Do you want to have dinner before you take this little munchkin trick or treating?" "That would be great, thank you. That person won't bother the Coven now." Dean said, following them into the house.
