Warning: this is about being Dean's daughter.

You never met your biological father but you had your step father Erik. Erik and your mom had 3 more kids Riley, Nick and Tony. You had a great family. But you alway felt out of place.

You came home from school and your gut told you something is wrong. Normally, when you came home your little twin toddler brothers and a 5 year old sister tackled you at the door. Another thing wrong is you didn't smell the delicious dinner your mom normal makes at this time. On top of that you didn't see your dog or Erik trying to do tricks before Erik goes to work.

"Hello anyone home?"

You look in the living room. You went to the kitchen. You scream to the site you seen. Your mother was torn to shreds. You walk to the dining room then you saw Erik dead as the same way as your mother. You run up the stairs shouting.

"Riley!"

"Tony!"

"Nick!"

You hoped you can find them in their rooms but you did not alive any way. You fall to your knees and cry. That's all a 15 year old can do is cry when she saw her family torn to shreds.

You calm down and call 9-1-1. It was over the news. You had to go to a foster home.

You were outside on the porch wrapped in a blanket. It was mid November and it was chilly. You were in mid thought when two men walked up to you.

"Hello this is agent" The tall one said before you cut them off.

"I don't care who you are... what do you want?" You said not even looking at them. You were so broken. The shorter one pulls a chair in front of you.

"Well Y/N... we are here to talk about your family." He said in a calm voice. You looked up and your breath was taken away. He had your eyes and freckles. Then you realize it was your father. You saw pictures of him before you were born.

"What about them?"

" Did anyone in your family have a disagreement with anyone?"

"Umm... Erik was a business man so yeah he did and my mom was my biological father but he don't come around."

"What did Erik do for a living?"

"Construction."

"What about your mom?"

"Stay at home mom."

"What did your biological father and your mother fight about?"

" In her words : he left her for his family business. She said one night he was loving and caring then poof he was gone his stuff. His car. Everything." You said with venom in your words. His eyes widen.

"But he did leave my mother this." You took off your locket around your neck. You opened it and it was a lovely picture of your biological father and mother kissing. You tear up. You looked you at your real father he had tears in his eyes.

"I think your my father agent. Did any chance you left a woman named Harriet Goodman in White Hall, Virginia about 15 years ago."

"Yes I did Y/N and I regret every moment."

You stood up and hugged him tight crying.

You didn't want to lose him again.