Heaven and Hell Bingo

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The air whips around the woman, causing her hair to hit her face. It’s a cold night in Lebanon, but she isn’t going to be staying much longer. The only thing on her mind is Sam Winchester and getting the hell out of Dodge. It’s been years since she’s been back at the Bunker and she vows this will be the last time. She gets out of her car and slings her long velvet cape with a hood over her body to protect her from the harsh winds.

She opens the back seat and grabs the small child who is fussing in the basket. She looks both ways before crossing the street to the Bunker even though she knows no one is coming this way. The only people who come this way are people who live here and people with a vendetta.

She walks down the stone steps to the front door and places the small child on the ground with a hand-written note attached to the blanket. Without thinking, she leaves the child there and disappears into the night. She will never be back at this bunker again, and she will never think about the man known only as Sam Winchester.

“Alright, I’m going on a beer run,” Dean declares and slams his book shut.

“It’s almost ten at night.”

“And?”

Dean grabs his jacket and keys before heading up the metal staircase to the front door. He opens it not expecting to hear a child cry. He looks around in confusion before noticing the small human at his feet. He reaches down and grabs the note with Sam’s name on the front.

“Uh, Sam?”

“What?”

“You might want to see this.” Dean picks the entire basket up just as Sam walks into the war room. “I think she’s for you.”

“She?” 

Dean walks down the stairs and sets the crying child on the war desk. Sam’s eyes bug out of his head as soon as sees the child, and Dean hands him the note for him.

Sam,  I’m sorry to have to do this to you like this, but I am unable to care for her. Her name is Y/N and she is your daughter. It’s up to you to keep her safe.

“What’s it say?” Dean asks.

There is a look of anger and shock written across Sam’s face. There is only one person he can think of who would do this to him, and he hasn’t thought of her in almost a year.

“Her name and the fact that I now have to care for her. Apparently, she’s my daughter.”

“Do you think that chick did this? You know, the one you had a few hookups with?”

“Has to be.”

Sam doesn’t have to say he doesn’t want a child; it’s written all over his face. Sam might have to care for you now, but he’s not going to be happy about it.

Your life is not going to be an easy one, especially when you have a dad who never wanted you in the first place. As soon as you were able to talk, you knew your dad never wanted you. Dean has always been a loving uncle but Sam has always been distant. Sam and Dean wanted to do something with the open field next to the Bunker, so they decided to have a little garden where Sam could garden peacefully while Dean worked on his car in the Bunker. Now that they have a child, Dean set up a small swing set for you to play while Sam did that. You run outside once Sam opens the door, and you jump onto the swing happily.

“Daddy, push!”

“No, I’m busy.”

You frown and kick your little legs to try and get some traction to swing. At eight years old, Sam put you into a school close to the Bunker so you could walk to and from the school despite Dean telling him how dangerous that is. You’ve just started the third grade, and you’re walking home from school with a drawing you made in art class. Dean is cooking in the kitchen when you arrive, and you smile up at him.

“Here, kiddo. Try this.”

Dean blows on the food before offering it to you, and you gobble it with a smile.

“Amazing, as always, Uncle Dean. Where’s Dad?”

“In the library, but--”

You’re already running into the library to show him what you made in class.

“Daddy! Look what I made in class!”

Sam is sitting at one of the library tables with his laptop in front of him, typing furiously.

“Go show Dean. I’m busy right now.”

Your shoulders sag sadly but you turn around and leave nonetheless. At age eleven, you had made a big group of friends at school who loved going out whether their parents said they could or not. They live down the street from you, so you didn’t think it was a big deal to sneak out and hang out with them. It was only for a few hours, but when you got home, your dad was waiting there with an angry look on his face. Dean is sitting in the background with a drink in his hand to try and be the peacemaker for whatever your dad is going to say to you.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”

“Sam,” Dean sighs.

“No, she knows damn well not to sneak out of here.”

“I’m sorry. I just wanted to hang out with my friends. You know, the ones down the street.”

“That’s no excuse! What if a monster were to take you? What then? You’re grounded for two weeks. Nothing but school and back. No phone, no friends.”

It’s his tone and his voice getting louder that makes you want to cry. Dean can see you trying your hardest not to cry, but you refuse to let them fall.

“Sam, take a walk,” Dean says.

“No, I’ll go. I’m sorry,” you whisper and run off to your room.

“Don’t give me that look,” Sam sighs.

“Sam, she’s a kid. She’s your kid. You’re being kind of harsh.”

“How about when you have a child, you can tell me how to parent. Until then, back off.”

You’re fifteen now and your life has been nothing but hard. It’s clear Sam doesn’t want you and will never want you, and he refuses to talk about your mother. You’re pretty sure he hates you but there is nothing you can do about that. Just three more years and you can officially move out even though you hate doing that to Uncle Dean. He’s given you some insight into how you came into the world. Your mom dropped you off at the Bunker’s doorstep and left with just a note.

It’s not ideal but you’re here.

Sam and Dean are in the library doing some research on some monster, and you walk in while fiddling with your hands.

“Hey, can I go to the store for some snacks?” Dean looks at his brother before looking at you. “I’ll get you some pie.”

“If it’s okay with your dad,” Dean says and kicks his brother under the table.

“Yeah, fine.” You leave to the garage where your bike is. As soon as you’re gone, Dean smacks his brother in the head. “Ow, what was that for?”

“Fifteen years is a long time to hold a grudge on someone who did nothing to you.”

“I never asked for a kid, Dean, and I certainly didn’t ask for one on my doorstep.”

“That’s bullshit.” Sam gasps and Dean rolls his eyes. “I see all the pictures you have of her in your secret little album. I see everything she brought home in some box in your closet.”

“How many times have I told you to stay out of my room?”

“Stop letting what that woman did to you fifteen years ago affect you, and start loving the kid who is just looking for a family.”

Sam knows he’s being unreasonable. He loves you dearly but he’s letting what that woman did stop him from ever pursuing a real relationship with you. You can’t wait to get the hell out of the Bunker and get away from the man who hates you. The store isn’t far from the Bunker, and instead of peddling home quickly after buying your snacks and pie, you decide to walk your bike back to clear your head.

The road back to the Bunker is always desolate because no one has any business being on it, but you slow down when you hear a car’s engine behind you. You step off the road to give them room to pass you even though the entire road is free. However, they don’t pass by you. Instead, they creep up behind you slowly. This is the first time in fifteen years you feel your life is in danger on this road.

You get on your bike to pedal away but the car revs the engine and speeds up so they are blocking your way. Forget the bike. You let it crash to the ground and start running but whoever is in the back seat jumps out and captures you easily. They knock you out before you have a chance to scream for help.

What should have been a half-hour ride to and from the store turns into two hours. Sam is starting to get worried but he and Dean have taught you how to fight and defend yourself if you were to get into a bad situation. Those two hours turn into four, and Sam is officially growing gray hairs just worrying about you. Just as he’s about to go out there looking for you, his phone rings.

“Is that her?” Dean asks.

“Yeah, thank God.” Sam answers his phone very quickly. “Where are you? Did you get lost?”

A dark chuckle comes from the other end, and every hair stands up on Sam’s body. This isn’t you. If it isn’t you, then who the hell is it, and why do they have your phone?

“I never knew a Winchester could possess someone so powerful.”

Asmodeus’ chilling voice sends Sam and Dean into a panic.

“Why the hell do you have my daughter’s phone?”

“The question is how could you not know you were harboring someone so powerful? Power seeps out of her like she is overflowing. It tastes… divine. All she needed was a little nudge for her powers to come out.”

“Don’t fucking touch her,” Sam growls.

“Been there done that,” Asmodeus yawns. “If you want the rest of her alive, then you’ll bring Jack. You know where I am.”

“Don’t bother,” you say. Sam perks up at the sound of your voice even if it’s far away. “He hates me. He won’t come.”

That breaks his heart to hear his daughter say that. He doesn’t want you dying thinking he hates you. He doesn’t want you dying period. Asmodeus hangs up shortly after, and it’s taking everything in Sam not to throw his phone across the room.

“We need a game plan. Why does he want Jack?”

“Who the hell knows? We need to come up with something.”

“The only one who can overpower him is an Archangel. The only one left is Gabriel.”

Sam and Dean rush to the bedroom where Gabriel is. He hasn’t said a lot of words since escaping Asmodeus’ clutches. He’s still scared out of his mind by what the demon did to him.

“Hey, sack up, Gabriel. We need you,” Dean puts it bluntly.

“Gabriel, we need you right now. Asmodeus has my daughter. He’s asking for Jack but there is no way in Hell we’re giving him up. You’re the only one who can go up against him.”

“I can’t,” Gabriel whispers painfully.

Sam walks over to him and kneels in front of him so Gabriel doesn’t have to look up at him.

“My daughter is in danger because of me. I can’t even begin to think about what he is doing to her. The only way I’m going to get her back is if you help us. I know what he did to you but you have a chance to stand up to him and take back what he stole.”

Gabriel is sick and tired of always hiding in shame for what Asmodeus did to him, and this is his chance to get revenge, to say the least. He’s terrified but he knows he has to do this.

“Okay,” he whispers.

Now that they have Gabriel on board, they just need to execute the plan. Sam and Dean know where Asmodeus is hiding, which isn't far from the Bunker. if it only took four hours for you to get captured and taken to his place, then they can make it there in three.

Whatever Asmodeus did to you makes you feel tired mentally, emotionally, and physically. He didn’t even have to touch you to make you feel this way. The binds on your hands are cutting into your wrists so you try to wiggle to loosen them, and Asmodeus looks over at you from his chair.

“I don’t have powers. I don’t know where you’re getting that. I’m not an angel or a demon or a witch. I’m nothing.”

Asmodeus gets up and grabs one of his very shiny and sharp knives. You back up in fear of what he is going to do to you but you don’t get far. He slashes your leg with the knife and you cry out in pain.

“Look.” You look at your wound to see the blood seep out in waves. In a few seconds, the wound starts to close magically. The wound is no longer there but the pain is, and you glare at him with tears in your eyes. “You’re more powerful than you can imagine. I’m going to have a lot of fun with you.” There is a noise coming from the other side of the room and the demon smirks knowingly. “Daddy’s here.”

He turns and sees Sam and Dean with their usual gear even though it will do nothing to Asmodeus.

“Give me my daughter back. I won’t ask twice,” Sam glares.

You’re shocked to hear him speak of you like this. Doesn’t he hate you?

“Do you have something for me? Or someone?”

“Yeah, I do.”

Sam and Dean step off to the side to allow Gabriel to walk in. He’s still scared of the demon and is in tatted clothing, but he’s more powerful than Asmodeus even on his worst day.

“Yeah, been there done that. Where’s Jack?”

“Nowhere near you.”

Asmodeus sticks his hand out to you, and your entire body jerks forward under his command. Power you never knew was inside you starts to mist out and fly straight to Asmodeus’ hand. If you thought the knife was painful, then this is a blinding white pain.

“Dad! Help me!” you cry out in pain.

“Gabriel, now!” Sam yells.

The angel musters up all of his powers and blasts the demon back, severing the connection between you and him. You slump down to the ground tiredly as Asmodeus gets up for a fight.

“I don’t think so,” Gabriel glares.

He snaps his fingers and Asmodeus goes up in flames. Whatever Gabriel is doing to him, it’s killing him until the demon is only ashes on the ground. As soon as the demon isn’t an obstacle, Sam runs over to you.

“Dad?” you cry.

“I’m right here. You’re safe now.”

“I thought you weren't gonna come.”

“I’ll always come for you,” he says truthfully and unties you. “I love you so much. I’m so sorry for the last fifteen years.”

“I’m sorry for the way I came into your life,” you cry.

“No, don’t be sorry about that. I’m sorry for how I dealt with it. Come on, let’s go home.”

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Your life before you were found is lost within your memories. It’s there but you can’t seem to find them no matter how hard you look

The earliest memory you have of yourself is wandering the streets late at night for whatever reason. Three men—Sam and Dean Winchester and Castiel—found you lost as they were on their way home from a hunt

You’re very young to be wandering on your own so they took you in to take care of you while they figured out who you are and where you came from

Even though you’re sixteen, you have powers beyond compare

It didn’t take long for the brothers and Castiel to figure out you have magical powers when you aided them on a hunt

You’re notorious for sneaking into places where you’re not supposed to be, and you snuck onto their hunt even when they told you to stay home

Not only do you have magic, but Castiel felt that you had a more powerful kind of magic inside your body. A quick search told him you’re a tribrid of a witch, demon, and angel--something so powerful that something like that doesn’t exist in this day and age

After a few months of hunting with them, you’re hit with magic that unlocks all of the suppressed memories from deep within your mind

You know exactly who you are and where you came from. You’re Y/N, the only tribrid in existence, and you’re here to protect Sam, Dean, and Castiel from something bad coming their way

Something so bad that it resulted in their deaths

You’re the daughter of Sam and Gabriel who adopted you when you were a baby. You lived with them for sixteen long years before tragedy struck your precious family. The only one to survive was Gabriel

He’s the one who sent you back in time to prevent their deaths. He couldn’t bear to live without Sam and needed this tragedy to never happen. With you on their side, they’ll have a fighting chance

Sam is already in a relationship with Gabriel who is away right now but you assure him Gabriel was never the one in danger

There’s nothing for you in the future for you anymore. Your dad is dead, both your uncles are dead, and your other dad got so depressed that he sent his only daughter back in time to prevent this from happening

“I’m not gonna let anything happen to you.”

“You and Dad are the best thing to ever happen to me, and I’m not gonna lose you a second time.”

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The brothers have always been alone all their life until they got put on a case where people were dying with their throats bitten out

They questioned as many locals as they could, eventually getting to you

It’s cliche to say, but you and Sam clicked immediately. You were an older student at the local college just trying to expand your knowledge, so when two men come in asking about the mysterious deaths around town, you were immediately hooked

Sam was tall, smart, handsome, muscular, intelligent, and funny. He was everything you’d been searching for in a man since you graduated high school

After they left, curiosity got the better of you and you researched everything you could on this case. It took you to a world you never knew existed

Once you knew about it, you couldn’t go back to your normal life

Sam didn’t want a civilian in the middle of their hunt, but if you were gonna hunt, then may as well learn from the best

As they say, the rest is history

Sam is the best thing that could ever happen to you, and you will protect him with everything you’ve got even if that’s with your life

One of the reasons why you’re so protective over him and Dean is that you never had a protective figure in your life. You never knew your dad and your mom died pretty early on in life

When you were put into a foster home, you were the protector of the smaller children. Being with Sam isn’t any different

The longer you go without knowing your dad, the more you want to know him

Sam offered to find him for you, but who he found wasn’t what anyone was expecting

With the help of Sam and Dean, you find out your dad is none other than Chuck himself--God

That means you’re a demi-goddess and the angels are your siblings. Your mother must not have told you any of this because she kept this side of you a secret for as long as she lived

There is a reason why you’ve always been so protective over those younger than you and the ones you love--you have angel grace inside you that has been dormant for your whole life

You’re a natural protector

Castiel is the first angel to find out you’re his much younger sibling and you two click instantly. The more angels knew about you, the more they became protective over you

It got to the point where you couldn’t go out with Castiel asking where you were going or if he can come along

It sucks trying to plan dates with Sam because of how Castiel worries about you but you know he’s only doing this out of love

Besides, you know if you and Sam are in any danger, you can pray to any angel and they’d come down with the Heavens on their side

You went from having no family to Sam and Dean as a family to a whole army of angels behind you

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