Survival of the Fittest: Part One

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You figured with all of your resources and people you know, you would have found your dad a lot sooner. He's been missing for a whole ass month, doing whatever he's been doing to try and get Dick Roman off his high throne. You have no way to track him down, so you have to wait until he comes to you instead of the other way around. The only thing you can focus on is your family and the fact that your little girl is now eleven months old. She is almost a year old, and you have no clue what you're going to do for her birthday.

She is walking and is so close to talking, you can feel it. She is babbling a lot more and trying to imitate you or Dean whenever you sound out words to her. Your little girl is growing up so quickly, you can't keep up with her. Before you know it, she is going to be going to preschool, and then she's going to go to her prom.

Moments like these are special, and you have to hold them close to your heart because this only happens once in a lifetime. You can have more children, but there will always be one Joanna, so it's going to be different with every child you may have. These moments are far in between because you're this close to finally killing Dick. All you have left to do is grab Crowley's blood and get a righteous bone, which is where you three are heading out to do.

You're keeping Joanna entertained in the back seat with your magic. You're making it rain down in sparkles and wisps, capturing her attention. She has bright green eyes, but the blue magic makes her eyes sparkle more. She coos and reaches out for the magic, but it's always just out of reach for her.

"Are we almost there?" you ask.

"Exit is in three miles," Sam says.

"I still say this is a bad idea," Dean sighs.

"Dean, it was your idea, and it was the best one either of us had," you chirp.

"I said it as a joke."

"It was a bad joke--good idea."

"Yeah, only because we got no magic spell, no book, and nothing on how to find a fucking righteous bone."

"We can call Castiel again."

"No, you know what happened last time. Y/N and I finally had some alone time, so we took the car out for a night, and just when things might have gotten good for us, Cas showed up naked on the car covered in bees."

"For an angel, he was packing," you grin.

"Really? That's what you were focusing on?"

"Don't worry, Dean. You're bigger," you whisper to him.

"Okay, I don't want to hear that," Sam cringes.

"What? From what I hear, you've seen how big he is."

"You told her?" Sam asks and looks at his brother.

"Can we focus on what we're doing here? Dick is held up at Sucrocorp right now. If we're going to get him, that's where we're going to do it."

Dean pulls off at the exit and heads to the cemetery where you'll find your righteous bone. This cemetery was popular for housing a bunch of nuns back in the day, so if you're going to find a righteous bone, this is where you're going to do it. Dean only suggested this a joke, but it's the only option you have right now. You head into the dark cemetery with Joanna in your arms. She managed to fall asleep in her car seat, but as soon as you moved to take it out, she woke up and started crying. As soon as she was in your arms, she fell back asleep.

This girl is going to be the death of you. She is her father's daughter.

"Well, I guess if we can't find a righteous bone in a fucking nun crypt, then we won't find it anywhere else," Dean shudders.

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