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[izels-writing]

hi!

im izel and i love writing, especially about shows i enjoy or books series’. for example, the marauders, spn, svu, teen wolf, b99, pll, marvel, dc, and so much more! i hope you’ll stick around and read my writing :)

i’ll likely be writing marauders and spn, x readers on both, along with plugging my stories with my own oc’s that i write on wattpad.

btw i love taylor swift, olivia rodrigo, and sabrina carpenter’s music so expect some writing based on their lyrics;)

- izel <3

[marvelwitchergilmore]

A Winchester’s Daughter 3/?

This is a SPN X OC X B99 TIE-IN

Maya is a 17 year old cop who is on the hunt for the dad, only, when she finds him, she also finds out the world in which he comes from.

Dean, Sam, Cas and Jack’s stay seemed to last a little longer than they had expected. 

After two days, Sam found a case. Well...Maya did. 

It was around 2 in the morning when Maya got a call from the station. She tried her best to stay quiet since Sam was fast asleep in Daisy’s office and Dean was fast asleep on the sofa. 

Since Cas and Jack didn’t really sleep they had taken to touring the city at night. 

“What time is it? Is everything okay?” Dean asked, sleepily as he rubbed his eyes. 

He could just about make out the silouette of his daughter as she strapped on her side-arm. 

“Everything’s fine.” Maya whispered. “I’m on call. I’ll be back in a couple of hours.”

However, those couple of hours turned into Maya coming in through the door around 7 in the evening. 

“Hey,” Sam said, slightly bouncing from the coffee. “Whoa. What’s wrong?”

Maya didn’t talk, she just shook her head, lifted her hand, walked towards the sofa and sat down. 

“Kid?” Dean asked. 

Still no answer. 

Dean and Sam looked worried to one another before looking back to Maya. 

“Hey, talk to me. What happened?” Dean asked, sitting on the coffee table, tapping her knee to try and get her attention. 

Maya sighed and sat up. “This is gonna sound stupid, but do you know anything about witches?”

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ 

For a week now, they had been hunting the witch. 

Terry - along with a very frightening Amy - had managed to contact an agent in the FBI. Someone who Terry was in the academy with. 

Thankfully, this Agent knew a thing of two about what went bump in the night. They managed to issue two badges, with the Director’s approval, for the Winchesters. 

Granted, they had been hunted by the FBI once upon a time. But when the Director’s own daughter ended up with a poltergiest in her apartment and was saved by two Hunters, they were a little happier to hand over two badges to the boys. 

But, even with the upside that the FBI would lay off the brother’s for a while, there was still a downside. 

Maya was on the case with them. 

And she got hurt. 

“Lay her down in here.” Daisy directed as Dean carried his daughter’s unconcious body in his arms. 

Dean lay Maya down in her bedroom, Daisy moving around Maya’s folders to make room. 

“What happened?”

“Well, we killed the Witch. But not before she could get to Maya.”

Daisy looked to Jack. “Is she gonna be okay?”

“We don’t know. It all depends on her.”

“On her? What--” Daisy looked around confused. This might be normal for them, but not for her. 

“She’s trapped in her own mind.” Cas explained. “The spell the witch cast..the only person who can break her out is, well...her.”

“Okay, then it should be easy.”

Dean shook his head. “Not if she doesn’t want to leave.”

“Why wouldn’t she want to....” Then it clicked with Daisy. “She’s living in her memories. They’re her greatest hits, aren’t they? That’s why you look worried.”

They nodded. 

“Can’t- Can’t you do anything?”

Cas nodded. “I can. I can go into her mind and try and snap her out of it. It’s our best shot. But, I need permission.”

“Take me with you.” 

That was all Dean said, but Cas knew what he also meant. 

Cas didn’t like doing this without the actual person’s permission, but Maya needed to be saved. So, pressing a hand onto Maya’s shoulder and onto Dean’s arm, his eyes glowed and seconds later, they found themselves inside Maya’s mind. 

It was all black and empty at first, but they could hear all her memories. 

Slowly, as Cas reached out, the space around Dean began to change. It went from black and noisy to brown oak wood with walls surrounding them and plenty of pictures hung on the wall. 

“She’s in here.”

Slowly, Dean and Cas walked down the hall before turning the corner into the living room. However, they found no-one but a woman. 

She had a look of Maya, but it wasn’t her. 

Suddenly, however, the Hunter and Angel turned when they heard the sound of a plates clanking together. 

That was where they found Maya. 

“Kid?”

Cautiously, Maya turned around. What was her dad doing in her dream? 

“Dad?”

“Oh, thank god.”

Before Maya knew what was happening, she found Dean hugging her tightly. “You know me? You know who I am? You know who we are?”

“Yeah, of course I do. But...why are you in my dream?”

Suddenly, this was no longer feeling like a dream. 

“This isn’t a dream, Maya. This is your memory.”

“My memory? Why would you be-” Then it clicked with Maya. “The witch. Oh, my God. I remember. She-She yelled something and then I blacked out.”

Dean nodded. “There’s not much time to explain but we need to get you out.”

“Okay, how?”

“You need to break yourself out.” Cas told her. 

“Break myself out? How?”

“We don’t know.” Dean answered for the both of them. 

“Well...has this ever happened to you two? What did you do?”

“We’ve...”

But Dean’s comment that he was about to say was cut short when the woman by the sofa smiled, leaned forward and picked up the plate. The plate that Maya had beside her just a second ago. 

“Thank you, honey.”

Dean got a thought. “Remember when I died?”

“Which time?”

“Roy and Walt?”

Cas nodded but Maya cut in for a moment. 

“Okay, the fact that you have to specify is concerning.”

“Sam and I...we basically lived through our memories until we could get out. What if that is what this is?”

“It’s worth a shot.”

“Maya, do you remember what happened after this?”

“I...”

Suddenly, loud coughs came from the sofa and Maya rushed forward. She picked tissues from the box before holding them in front of her mom who pressed them to her nose and mouth. 

“Mom, you need a hospital. Please, I can call grandma and she can help drive you-”

Maya’s mom shook her head. “No. No, it’s just a cold. I promise, honey, I’m fine.”

Maya’s mom leaned back but Maya stayed where she was, crouched beside the couch, watching her mom. 

“This was two months before we found out.” Maya explained, everything becoming a little clearer now. “She’d had this cold for a week but part of me knew it wasn’t right. I remember that night I came down the stairs, she had fallen asleep on the sofa and I looked in the trash...” Low and behold, Maya found the used tissues in the trash can beside the sofa. “Blood.”

Maya didn’t say much after that. Just stood up, wiped her eyes and moved away from the living room. 

“I need to leave.”

Except, as Maya headed for the front door, it seemed to open into another memory. And a change of clothes. 

“Come on, honey. You don’t want to be late for your graduation.”

Maya’s mom left from the doorway after Maya gave a small nod and a smile. 

“She looked like death warmed over.” Maya told Dean and Cas. “She tried so hard to put on a brave face. I remember...I remember, we went to Argo’s after this. She ordered a slice of apple crumble and a slice of pie for me.”

By the time they made it downstairs, the found themselves in a large hall. Maya was walking onto the stage, Cas and Dean in the audience. As much as it saddened Dean (and Cas) to see Maya go through her memories, he did a smile a little as seeing his daughter be handed her diploma. 

This continued for a short while longer, going through some of Maya’s memories. Seeing her at birthday parties, first making friends with Daisy, Cas having to hold back Dean once Dean spotted a guy in Maya’s class walk up to her to ask her out. 

But Maya was called away by a teacher. 

And suddenly, with the whole place spinning, they landed inside a house covered in photo’s and and picture albums. 

Maya felt like a dagger was being stabbed through her heart. 

“What...what is this?”

“Maya?”

All three of them turned around at the sound of someone calling out to Maya. 

Her mom. 

Her mom was lay in bed, sat up, but even Dean and Cas knew it wasn’t good. 

“Maya?” Her mom called out again. 

“Promise you’ll stay with me?” Maya asked, looking to Dean. 

Dean nodded. “Promise.”

Maya could already feel her heart breaking with every step she took closer. 

With care, Maya listed one foot off the floor and sat beside her mother facing her. 

“Honey, I am so proud of you.” Maya’s mom began. 

Maya tried her best to smile but the tears were already trying to fight their way out. 

“I know. You’ve already told me.”

“And I love you. So much. So so much.”

Tears came from both mother and daughter, but her mom still smiled. 

“Oh, honey.” Maya’s mom placed a hand to her cheek whilst Maya’s two hands gripped onto her mom’s other. 

“I’m sorry, mom.”

“You have nothing to be sorry for. I have lived my life and it couldn’t have been better. I watched my beautiful intelligent daughter grow up.” Her mom made sure she was looking into her eyes. “You have his eyes.”

Maya’s mom smiled. “He would have loved you, I just know it.”

Maya ducked her head, more tears falling. However, her head lifted when she felt something be placed into the palm of her hand. 

“Mom-”

“You don’t have to, but in case you wanted to.” Her mom told her. “I don’t know if it still works, but it’s his.”

“No, mom-”

“I’ll be okay. You’ll be okay.”

More tears fell. 

“My beautiful daughter, Maya.”

Sobs escaped Maya’s lips as she gripped onto the napkin note and her mom’s hand. 

Maya tried her best to force a smile but struggled. Her mom was fading and with each second, the sound of herown heartbreaking - for the second time - echoed in Maya’s ears louder than ever. 

“It’s okay. You can go now. I love you, mom.”

“I love you, my beautiful daughter, Maya.”

Her mom’s voice slowly faded away as her soul began to leave her body. All that was left was the sound of tears falling, Maya’s escaping sobs and the sound of Dean’s boots across the floor as he picked up his daughter and held her tighter and closer than ever. 

Before they knew it, they opened their eyes and found themselves back inside Maya’s bedroom. 

Maya was sat up in her own bed, Dean sat facing her, still holding her. 

Sam, Daisy and Jack were all confused but followed Cas out of the room as he waved his hand towards them all. 

Cas closed the door on the father and daughter to give them their space. 

“Is she okay? What happened?”

Meanwhile, inside the tears didn’t stop. 

“Please don’t leave me.”

“I’m here, kid. I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.” Dean reassured her. “I’ve got you, kid.”

[orangemeta]

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[marvelwitchergilmore]

A Winchester’s Daughter

Summary/Disclaimer: This is a Supernatural x OC x B99 TIE-IN.

Maya is a 17 year old cop who is on the hunt for the dad, only, when she finds him, she also finds out the world in which he comes from.

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These had been the longest 6 months of Maya's life. But, now, all that pain-staking driving and research had finally led to this moment. This moment where she was stood outside what looked like an abandoned factory with a big steel door. And so she knocked...

6 months ago...

"I'm sorry, you want me to do what?" Daisy asked her as she looked up from her laptop being sat crossed legged in the middle of the sofa, a bowl of noodles in her hand and her hair wet. Clearly, Daisy had been wanting a relaxing evening after a relaxing shower.

"I want you to help me find my dad."

"Okay," Daisy said slowly, setting her food down on the coffee table. "Why exactly?"

"I was with Amy, today, at that seminar in Manhattan."

"Of course, continue."

Maya nodded, continuing to pace. "Well, they started talking about genetics and different diseases - I don't know how we got onto the topic, we just did. Anyway, it got me thinking and they were going around asking a couple of people what their parents genetics were and what they might want to get checked out if it came to them having kids."

"Holy shit, you're not..."

It clicked with Maya. "What? Oh, god, no. No. Not unless I'm Virgin Mary."

Daisy sighed in relief. "Okay, so...why again?"

"Right, well, they were talking about kids and it popped into my head, what if there is some kind of genetic on my dad's side that I don't know about? What if I could have some...topical disease genetic in me that I don't know about. You know I'm up-to-date with all my medical stuff but what if?"

"So, you want me to track your dad down so you can ask him...if he has any tropical genetic disease?"

"Yeah."

Maya stopped pacing, placing her hands on her hips with a look on her face that looked both terrified and lost at the same time.

Daisy stood up, placing her laptop down and walked over to Maya. "Sweetie, have you maybe thought that you don't want his medical records but maybe you want to meet him?"

"Well..." Maya gave a little whimper.

"Because that's okay." Daisy told her. "You can want to know who your dad is. Medical records or not."

"But...it's been 17 years. I don't want to just drop in on him and say, "hey, I'm Maya. You don't know me but I've been on this planet for 17 year and you are my father.""

Daisy smiled. "Then don't say that. Just knock on the door and ask him if you can talk to him."

"Yes, but talking equals me saying what I don't want to say,"

"Then phrase it differently." Daisy told her.

"Look, we don't even know who or where he is." Maya told her. "What? What's that look on your face?"

Daisy's shoulders tensed up. She knew she wouldn't be able to lie to Maya. For one, she was her best-friend and roommate. For two, Maya's a cop. And had been for nearly two years, being the youngest to join the force. Maya did get odd looks when she said she was a cop - at 17 - but that was what being a child prodigie meant. That was actually how they met, Daisy and Maya.

At the ages of three and four they pair had been placed into a child prodigie group by their parents. This meant that they would graduate highschool at age 12, be able to persue anything and everything to the best of their ability and get a better health-care plan before they even turned 18.

"I might have already found him."

"You did?! How? I only came in 20 minutes ago."

Daisy nodded. "I know. It's just...when you didn't do the family tree for highschool, opting for the book reports instead, I maybe kinda did one for you. Just as a back-up."

"And you've had it all these years?"

Daisy nodded. "I know, I should have told you but I didn't want to scare you."

"Scare me? How could you scare me?"

Daisy barely said two words before she showed her the file she had saved on her laptop. None of it made sense whilst, somehow, everything made sense.

Present...

And now, here she stood. And she knocked...

It took a few minutes but eventually someone came to the door. And clearly, they weren't expecting anyone.

"Can I help you?"

For a split second, Maya stood frozen on the spot. What - How was she meant to explain this?

"Dean Winchester?"

"Depends on who's asking."

Maya took out her police ID. "I'm Maya. I was hoping we could talk."

The man eyed her up. She couldn't look more than 18. And she was already a cop?

"Look, this will take 20 minutes, tops. I promise. And then you never have to see or speak to me again."

The guy eyed her up once more before moving the door aside. "Come on in."

"Thank you."

"I'm Sam, by the way. Dean's brother."

Maya shook his hand. "Nice to meet you, just..." Maya pointed down the corridor and to the stairs. "Okay, thanks."

"Sam?! Who is it?" Dean asked as he turned the corner from the kitchen and into the library. "Who are - Sam!"

"She says her name is Maya. She's a cop."

Dean gave a confused look from the girl to his brother. "How is she a cop? She's barely out of college."

"Graduated early." Maya said as she reached the bottom of the stairs. "Are you Dean Winchester?"

"I might be. What's it to you?"

Maya looked to Sam and then back to Dean. "I don't really know how to explain this - well, I do it's just...look, before I explain myself just know that in about 20 minutes you won't ever have to speak to me or see me again. You are under no obligation here."

"Yeah, yeah. What's this about, kid?"

"You're my father."

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Maya's words seemed to echo around the entire building.

"What?"

Maya looked to Sam and rocked on her feet before looking back to Dean. "You are my father. Biologically speaking, anyway. And, technically, I'm your daughter."

However, what happened next, Maya didn't exactly suspect. She was pushed against the wall by Sam before a silver blade was placed against her throat.

"Whoa, dude! What the-"

"Sam!"

"No, Dean. We don't know what she is?"

"What I am?" Maya asked. "Look, I'm not anything and this is really uncomfotable so would you please-"

"Did Crowley send you? How did you find us?!"

But, before Sam could give her another question, he was shocked to find himself lay on his back, a little winded and Maya with a food to his chest and his knife in her hand.

Dean was just in shock. He barely moved save for his eyes and worried/shocked expression going back and forth between his brother and Maya.

Maya let out a sigh and folded the knife up before looking to Dean. "Now, I'm gonna hand you this unless you'd like to attack me, too?"

It took Dean a moment but he took the knife from her. "N-No. You're...you're safe."

"You gonna attack me again?"

Sam pondered for a moment trying to catch his breath. "Not unless you give me probable cause."

"Good."

Maya helped him up before turning back to Dean. "Now, can we talk?"

Dean nodded but Sam answered for him. "We need to test you first?"

"Alright."

A few minutes later, Maya was sat down on a chair with a small knick to her arm, had both drunk and been sprayed with Holy Water and had to step in and out of a Devil's trap.

"Now can we talk?"

"Sure."

Dean sat down across from her.

"I...I don't really know where to start, so I guess I'll just ask it out right." Maya said. "Can I have a look at your medical records?"

Both Sam and Dean were confused. She was a long lost daughter and she'd come to find her birth father in order to find...his medical records?

"Look, I just want to know if you or anyone else has ever had genetic diseases that could effect me in the long run or allergies that have been passed down. I know it's odd and I know it's unfair to spring this onto you, finding out I'm your daughter and what-not but I'm a cop. Anything could happen and should I have some anti-biotic that I'm allergic to because of gentics then I'd rather know now."

Neither one of the brothers could really wrap their head around it. All these years being Hunters and this is what stumps them. A 17 year old cop.

"How did you find us?"

"My friend, Daisy."

"Okay, how did she find us?"

"She made a family tree for me. I didn't do that project in highschool because I never wanted to. I chose to do the book reports instead. But my mom only ever had a phone number of yours. It went out of range years ago but Daisy went to Cal-Tech so she's good at research. She found other numbers, last known addresses until she found your car and tracked it to this town and I asked around and someone finally gave me directions."

The room went silent.

"So...medical records if you have them...or not. I could just leave-"

"I think being a Winchester is enough to effect your future."

Maya jumped back in her seat spotting an Englishman in a black coat now stood behind the brothers.

"Mother-"

"Crowley, what ar-"

"Am I doing here?" He asked. "Good question. A little birdie told me that The Dean Winchester has a daughter. And there is no fooling me. I know Squirrel's eyes a mile off."

"Squirrel?" Maya asked, leaning towards Dean a little. But Dean just nodded and rolled his eyes.

"Crowley, cut the crap. Why are you here?"

"Just wanted to see it for myself. My, my, trust it to be your daughter who's the cop."

Dean narrowed his eyes at Crowley.

"How do you know me?" Maya asked standing up.

"You met one of my minions at that little seminar of yours."

"What?"

Crowley looked to Sam and Dean. "She doesn't know?"

"Know what?"

"We haven't exactly got onto the topic of family history yet, Crowley."

Crowley smiled. "Well, I'll be the first to introduce myself." Crowley turned to Maya and shook her hand. "I'm the King of Hell."

"King of what?"

"Hell, you know, Lucifer falls from Heaven after Eden and creates his own little world. Well, I run that."

Maya turned to the brothers. "Is he-"

"Deadly."

"It's all real." Dean told her. "The stories. The fairytales, the monsters, the lore. It's all real."

"Real?"

Dean rubbed his forehead and stood up. He'd battled Angels, Demons, Djinn, Ghosts - basically everything and somehow this was the hardest thing he had to do.

And so began the conversation that vampires, ghosts, werewolves, shapeshifters, fairies, elves, angels, demons - everything that she had been told was make believe as a kid. All real. Everything. And that she came from a long, long line of Hunters. People who hunted and killed these things so people wouldn't die.

"We're legacies and, I guess, you're now a legacy, too." Sam told her.

Maya was still trying to get her head wrapped around everything. Men of Letters? Time Travel? Judgement day?

Maya lay her head in her hands. "I knew I should have stayed in bed."

"Don't we all."

"I think my head's about to explode." Maya said aloud. "And you're friends with an Angel."

"Best-friends."

"And you were a demon?"

"They both were." Crowley told her.

"Huh." Was the only noise that came from Maya's mouth. All she wanted was some medical records. But now at least it made sense they didn't exist because somehow, they had both died like...a billion times a year only to be resurected a few months later.

After a few moments of stunned silence, Sam stood up and looked to Crowley. "We're gonna go and get some food. We'll be back soon."

"What? Sam - No, Sam."

Dean chased after his brother before stopping him at the stairs. "You'll be fine, Dean."

"What the hell am I meant to do?"

Suddenly, Crowley called out to Maya. "You armed kid?"

Maya just moved her jacket back, showing her gun in it's holster.

"See, she's okay. You guys can just talk."

"About what?"

"Anything? How about you start with her mom? Maybe then you'll get a couple of answers."

By the time Dean looked back to the stairs his brother and Crowley had locked the doors at the top of their stairs. So, now he was left alone, with his daughter.

"You...want anything to drink? They might be gone a while."

Maya shook her head. "No, thank you." - "You were really a demon?"

Dean stopped in his tracks for a moment before walking over to her and sitting on the table beside her. "Yep. Mark of Cain."

"As in..?"

"The brothers? Yeah."

"God."

"He ain't really around much these days."

Maya nodded. "I'd laugh but I have a feeling your actually being serious."

"Deadly."

There were a few more minutes of silence before Dean asked, "How come I didn't know about you until now?"

"My..um, my mom. She - She didn't actually know she was pregnant with me." Maya explained. "It was cryptic pregnancy. One day, she woke up and she felt really bloated and her pain got worse until she went to the hospital and she found out she was in labour. It was a complete shock to her. She had no symptoms, no nothing. I stayed with my grandparents for a while until she could wrap her head around it."

"How is she now?"

Maya went silent. "I...uh...She's - She's gone."

At first Dean thought she meant 'gone' as in left and moved, but then he realised she meant 'gone' as in..'gone."

"Oh, I'm..I'm sorry."

"No, it's okay. Really. She's at peace now." Maya told him. "She was in a lot of pain the last couple of months. But, she got to see me graduate."

"How long?"

"Three years, but it feels longer." Maya told him. "Do you...Do you remember her at all? She never actually told me anything. Just...gave me your old number on a napkin on her deathbed."

It broke Dean's heart that he could tell her that it was some kind of whirlwind romance but the kid deserved the truth. "Honestly, not much. I remember her hair colour. It was just a little darker than yours. And her smile. But other than that, it was just two lonely people who managed to cross paths for one night."

Maya gave a small smile and nodded her head.

"I'm sorry it wasn't something written for the movies."

"No, no. It's okay." Maya smiled. "It's nice to know something. Even if it's not much. Mom never really told me much."

"You know, for finding out all of this, you're pretty calm. I mean, you've just found out fairytales are real and met the King of Hell all in one day."

Maya chuckled. "I've had AP Chem tests scarier."

Dean gave a small laugh, too. She was a 17 year old cop who did seem pretty open-minded.

"Do you have any photos? Of you growing up?"

Maya pulled out her phone. "Um, yeah. Here, just swipe."

Maya handed over her phone, clicking the file and showing Dean. He scrolled through photos of birthdays, christmases, holidays, summer days out, early admission acceptances, graduations photos. Everything. And he had a growing smile on his face the further he went into the file. He might have missed it all, but it was nice to know she had a good life.

"Mom liked to document everything since she missed the pregnancy and all."

"I'm sorry."

Maya was a little confused. "Wha-"

"I'm sorry I wasn't there to watch you grow up."

"Dean - No. It's okay."

"If I'd have known...I would have tried to be there." Dean told her. "But, my life isn't the life for a kid. Any kid. Maybe it was a good thing. After all, you're a helluva lot smarter than me and Sam put together."

Maya smiled a little at the compliment but mostly at the look in Dean's eyes. "So, Child prodogy?"

Maya nodded. Dean leaned back and looked up a little. "I always thought it would be Sam's kid who would be like that."

"You both do come from the same blood." Maya told him. "And, from what I've heard so far, as much as you're both incredibly stupid for selling your souls every time one of you is in danger, you're both as smart. If you weren't, then you'd both be dead and we wouldn't be having this conversation."

Before anyone could say anything else however, two people came running inside and down the stairs causing both Dean and Maya to stand up.

"Mom, Cas-"

"She could be anything-"

"Mary-"

"This has happened before, hasn't it? You nearly died-"

"What?" Maya asked, turning to look at Dean.

"Mary," Cas placed an arm in front of her, stopping her from diving onto her granddaughter and nearly killing her. "She's human. If she was anything else, I'd be able to see it."

"And we've done tests." Dean told her.

"Yep, look." Maya rolled up her jacket sleeve to reveal the knick on her arm as she stepped into the Devil's trap and back out. "I'm just a 17 year old cop."

Mary went to speak but was a little taken aback from what Maya had just said. "Seve-Seventeen? How can you be a cop? if your 17?"

Maya sighed and looked to Dean. "She's a child prodigy, mom. The only 'freak of nature' about her is that she's smarter than most of us in this room, except Cas. Maya, this was the Angel we were talking about."

"I'm Castiel."

"Maya." she smiled before holding out her hand, Cas shaking it.

"I'm sorry, I tried-" Sam said as she came down the stairs before laying the food out on the table.

"How do you know he's your dad?" Mary asked Maya.

"An old phone number and Cal-Tech level research for six months."

Mary looked to her sons. "I can't tell if she's being sarcastic."

"I'm not." Maya told her.

"She's really not."

"Okay then." Mary said aloud before finally taking a good look at Maya. And something small within her changed. Not much - she still didn't believe she was fully trustworthy. But something changed when she saw Maya's eyes. "She's got your eyes, Dean."

Over the next hour, Mary and Cas asked her questions along with Sam, Dean and Crowley. All of them trying to find out more about Maya. And she did the same. Asking how a woman who was supposidly dead managed to be raised back to life and how an Angel came to befriend two Hunters.

But that was soon cut short when Maya got a phone call.

"Excuse me a moment," Maya left, walking into the library and answering the phone meanwhile, the others talked quietly together about her.

A few minutes later, Maya came back in, the others trying to hide their fear that Maya has slightly shocked them. She was quiet when she moved. Something that must have come when training to be a cop.

"I have to go." Maya told them.

"Already?"

"Yeah, I have a job to get back to. That was them. My Captain wants to speak to me and he's heading away to Paris in a couple of days."

Sam looked around a little. "Can't you just catch a flight?"

"Oh, good god, no."

"You're afraid of flying?" Mary asked.

"It's a death machine that you have no power or control over if you crash and you can be left stranded or dead for days, weeks, months. No-one would ever know and-"

Mary smiled. "Okay, okay, okay, okay."

Maya took a breath. "I drive everywhere. It's the safest bet."

Sam leaned over to his brother. "More your daughter than you think."

"Shut up."

"Anyway, thank you, for everything. It's nice to know a little more about...everything." Maya smiled, gesturing to the whole building. "Not that you'd have to but if you're ever in Brooklyn and wanna talk...here's my number." Maya handed Dean her card. "Maybe we could get a coffee and some pie."

"Pie?"

Maya smiled. "I know the best place," she told them. "Anyway...um...do we hug? I don't exactly know how this is meant to go."

Without another thought, Dean hugged her. She is family after all.

"We'll talk, kid."

Maya nodded holding back a small smile. "Okay. I'd better go. Don't want to hit the traffic."

"Just, one thing."

"Sure."

"How'd you know it's the best place?"

Maya smiled and picked up her jacket. "My team and I did an all nighter to find out."

[marvelwitchergilmore]

A Winchester’s Daughter 2/?

THIS IS A SUPERNATURAL X OC X B99 TIE-IN

Maya is a 17 year old cop who is on the hunt for the dad, only, when she finds him, she also finds out the world in which he comes from.

The moment Maya landed back home, all she wanted to do was sleep. But, of course, the universe hated her.

She must have only been down an hour or so when, from the living room, she heard a crashing noise before the sound of apologies.

Even without the voice, Maya knew this wasn't Daisy coming in late at night after spending her free time at the bar with the rest of her colleuges - it being Saturday night and all. Usually when Daisy came in, the sound of stumbling came first from the door, the keys being thrown on the counter top before she made her way through the kitchen and down the hall towards her bedroom.

But this stranger did the opposite.

The noises began from the kitchen before they made their way around the counter, bumping into the coffee table in the living room and scrambling around for...something.

So, with a groan, Maya pulled her gun from her safe and made her way from her bedroom and into the living room/kitchen area. This was where she found the stranger stood by her window trying to force it open...from the inside?

"Freeze!"

The stranger's hands flew up into the air as they dropped the sash window shut. "Wait! Wait! Please - Please don't shoot. They-They wouldn't work anyway. But, please. Don't shoot."

"Jack?"

"Guilty." Jack smiled sheepishly.

Maya, to be honest, was more confused than usual. "What are you-?" But then she got to the window and found Dean and Sam crouched on the fire escape. "Oh, that's why."

Sighing, Maya clicked her safety on and lifted up the window from which she had to watch the two brothers struggle to climb inside since they were basically 4 times the length of the window.

"I could have shot you." Maya commented with annoyance and tiredness clear in her voice.

"Not if they're not angel-"

"Killing bullets, yeah, I know." Maya sighed. "Must have left them in my other pants. What are you doing here?"

And then there was a knock at her front door.

"That'll be Cas." Dean told her.

Maya looked between the three of them, rolling her eyes before moving to the door and opening it up.

"I told them we should have called first."

Maya nodded sleepily. "Thanks, Cas. And, he's right. You should have."

"We did." Dean told her. "You didn't pick up."

Maya stared at him with blank annoyance, thinking why she wouldn't have picked up. And then it hit her. "Gina."

"What?"

Maya shook her head. "Doesn't matter." It was the only thing Maya could think to tell them rather than explain the whole business behind the halloween heists that happen every year.

"Well, why didn't you use the stairs, like Cas?"

"We rang the bell, like, a billion times."

"It was 10."

Dean rolled his eyes. "Same thing."

"Well...if you guys are tired, Daisy's gone for the weekend so someone can use the spare bed in her office and there's a pull-out in the sofa. I'll see you in the morning."

Maya took her gun with her and placed it back in her safe before belly flopping onto her bed and practically falling fast asleep but she did manage to catch the last few words of Sam and Cas.

"Not only does she look like him, she sleeps like him, too." Sam said as Maya left the room.

"Like a bear?" Cas asked, confirming that they were thinking the same thing.

"Like a bear." Sam nodded.

By the time Maya woke up, it was 9 in the morning and she could smell cooking coming from the kitchen. Low and behold, as she entered the kitchenette, she found Dean cooking pancakes at the stove, Sam sat reading something and Jack and Cas sat in the living room. And Daisy sat with them.

"Morning sunshine, pancakes?" Dean asked, spotting her over his shoulder.

Maya was slightly in shock but nodded with a small smile. "Thanks."

"Coffee's done!" Daisy shouted over to her.

"Thank god." Maya exclaimed, pouring herself a mug. Meanwhile, Sam and Dean held a smile on their faces as they watched their daughter/neice drink coffee as they had both done before and after (and during) every hunt that kept them up at night.

"Okay, water now."

Maya gave a small whimper as Daisy took the mug from her hands and handed her a bottle of water. "Don't give me that face. You know after a full cup you're awake for three days. Amy actually thought you'd taken an adreneline shot. So, drink up."

"When you go away, it's the only time I can drink it."

"And now I'm back."

"Why are you back?" Maya asked.

"Well, don't sound too dissapointed. I might start to think you don't like me."

Maya just rolled her eyes. "You know what I mean."

Daisy sighed, the pair taking a plate each from Dean who had stacked a couple of pancakes on each. "Ryan cut the weekend short."

"Ryan?" Maya asked.

"My new boss."

"He was there?" Maya asked shocked.

"And he couldn't have been more of a jackass if he tried." Daisy sighed.

"Why? What did he do?" Sam asked out of curiosity.

Now every was in the conversation, talking about how much Ryan was a jackass and how much work was a pain in the ass. And then it moved onto other topics of conversation such as Daisy embarrassing Maya by revealing all the things Maya had tried to forget about when she was young.

But Dean couldn't have been happier. He hadn't laughed like this in a long time. And hadn't been this...proud of someone before. His kid was a freaking genius!

"Oh, crap. That reminds me." Daisy said, looking to her watch. "I need to run to the lab for an hour or two. I left some samples to see how quickly the moulding process take hold. Anyone want to come and looking at fungi for the next hour or two."

"Hard pass." Maya and Dean spoke. But Sam and Jack agreed to go. Cas had some small errends to run, so that left the father-daughter duo alone.

"As long as no case pops up in the next ten minutes, let me get dressed and I can show you around the city? Daisy will keep them busy for the next three hours. Last time I went, I got there at 9am and didn't leave until 5 in the evening."

"Sure, Kid."

A few hours later, they pair had made their way to the standard sights in the city before finding themselves inside Argo's Bakery and Diner, sat eating a slice of his apple pie, each.

"You weren't kidding."

Maya smiled, shaking her head as she dug her fork into the pie. "No, I wasn't."

The pair sat and talked for a while, about life, about family, about hunting. And then they got deep. About family deaths. About Dean's time as a demon. About being in Hell. About the world ending nearly every year. About her mom's death. About...anything really.

"What about Mary?" Maya asked. "Is she still questioning if I'm real?"

"She loves you." Dean told her, truthfully. "I know that much. We might have only known you've existed these last 8 months, but, we love you."

Maya smiled. "You don't say that much, do you?"

"Not unless one of us is about to die, no." Dean eventually said after he thought about it.

Soon enough, the pair paid for their meals - Maya taking not taking no for an answer when Dean said he'd pay for the both of them. And, they even brought back some for the others.

"Hey, you're back." Maya smiled as they entered finding Sam, Jack, Cas and Daisy sat around the coffee table playing monopoly.

"We brought pie."

"Great!" Daisy smiled. "Agro's?"

"You know it."