Where’s my Mom?
A/N: Happy Angst Appreciation Day. Reader is Eileen’s five year old daughter.
Sam stared down at Eileen’s body in shock; he couldn’t believe she was dead. He felt the tears begin to quickly build in his eyes while he observed the different injuries that she was covered in.
The brothers continued their conversation about what happened, how could she be dead? Why did the hell hound kill her? Why did this always have to happen to the ones that they loved?
Then Dean asked a question that stopped Sam’s heart;
“What do you think happened to Y/N?”
“We need to find her Dean.” Sam said in a serious tone that was laced with worry. You were only five years old; your mother was dead and your father was a hunter who wanted nothing to do with you, just another reason why Eileen always avoided other hunters.
“I know Sam, we will.” Dean assured him before turning to leave the morgue.
“No Dean,” Sam replied, gripping his brother’s arm, “We need to find her. She’s just a kid, who’s alone with the freaking British Men of Letters out there looking for all hunters. They wanted revenge on Eileen for the accident with the colt, who’s to say they won’t take it out on Y/N.”
Dean nodded his head, “We need to find Y/N.”
A few days had passed since Eileen’s death and the Winchester’s were no closer to finding you. They had checked every motel in the area Eileen’s body had been found. They checked data bases, security cameras, they couldn’t find you anywhere.
They hadn’t given up the search, but moved their hunt for you back to the bunker so that they could have a home base while finding you.