Chapter 1~Part 1
Why do they make it hard to love you?
Why can't they even start to try?
'Cause now I feel a bridge is burning
And all the smoke is in my eyes
The Wreckers-'Hard to Love You'
"Mommy, Mommy." Mackenzie Cole cried out, as she ran down the stairs as fast as her little legs could go. She had just woken up from her nap and was ready to get her birthday started.
"I'm in the kitchen dear." Her mother, Delilah called out to her two year old, while she held her six month old daughter Quinn in her arms.
Mackenzie ran through the living room then ran into the kitchen to see her mom sitting in a chair at the table feeding her little sister.
She ran over to the table, then stopped beside her mom before asking,"presents open?"
"Not yet birthday girl." Delilah said with a smile, then added,"we have to wait for daddy, ok?"
"Otay." Mackenzie said with a sad shrug, then asked,"I feed sissy?"
"You can hold the bottle." Delilah said, as she placed Mackenzie's hand on the bottle. She couldn't keep the smile from her face when she looked down at her two beautiful daughters.
"Love you sissy." Mackenzie said, as she placed a small kiss on her sister's head while she drank from the bottle.
A few minutes later, Mackenzie gasped in surprise when she heard the front door open then close. She quickly dropped the bottle, luckily Delilah caught it before it could fall to the floor as Mackenzie ran into the living room at full speed.
Her father, Michael, had just sat down his black leather briefcase, when Mackenzie jumped into his arms. Even though he had just got home from a long day of teaching art, he couldn't wait to spend time with his family.
"Daddy home, daddy home." Mackenzie called out, as she wrapped her tiny around about his neck to hug him.
"Hey birthday girl." Michael said, smiling as he kissed his daughter on the side of her head and held her close.
"Presents daddy, open presents." Mackenzie said excitedly.
"Let's go see Mommy and Quinny first ok? Where are they?" Michael asked, as he held Mackenzie on his hip.
"Kitchen." Mackenzie said, as she pointed toward the kitchen.
Michael walked into the kitchen, still holding Mackenzie, he smiled at his wife of five years before giving her a quick kiss on the lips.
"Hey beautiful." Michael said.
"Hey handsome." Delilah replied back with a loving smile on her face.
Michael gave Quinn on kiss on her head, then asked,"so how are all my girls doing today?"
"We are doing great." Delilah answered, as she removed the bottle and begin to burp Quinn over her shoulder.
"I hear that someone is ready to open presents." Michael said, as he tickled Mackenzie on her stomach, causing the little girl to giggle.
"You heard right, she's been asking all day." Delilah said.
"Presents." Mackenzie called out, causing her parents to laugh out loud.
"You want presents huh? Did we buy any presents mama?" Michael asked his wife.
"Hm, i don't think we did." Delilah said.
"No presents?" Mackenzie asked sadly.
"No presents." Michael answered, then added with a smile,"unless there are presents for a certain little girl in the car."
"Yay, presents." Mackenzie cheered.
Delilah laughed as she stood up from the chair before saying,"let me go lay Quinn down, then we can open presents."
Michael smiled as he watched his wife walked out of the kitchen before looking at Mackenzie and tickling her stomach again. He couldn't believe how perfect his life was.
After walking upstairs, Delilah walked into the baby's nursery and made her way toward the crib. She laid Quinn down then looked down at her baby girl. She ran a hand over her soft brown curls before leaning forward and pressing a kiss on top of her head.
"Night baby girl, Mommy loves you to the moon and back." She whispered.
She looked at her daughter one more time before turning around to leave the room. As soon as she turned around, she come face to face with a unfamiliar man with bright yellow eyes.
"Michael." She screamed out loud.
Michael, who was still downstairs, tensed up when he heard his wife's terrifying scream from upstairs. He quickly sat Mackenzie down on the floor before running toward the stairs.
Mackenzie, confused on what was going on, asked,"what wrong Daddy?"
"Stay down here baby girl, Daddy will be right back." Michael called out, as he ran up the stairs two steps at a time.
Mackenzie, concerned about her family, slowly made her way toward the stairs. She knew her father told her to stay put, but she was worried about her family and unsure if she should follow him upstairs.
While she was wondering what to do, Michael ran toward the nursery. He skid to a stop at the doorway and gasped in shock at seeing his wife, flat on her back, on the ceiling.
He looked down and locked eyes with the yellow eyed man standing in his daughter's nursery. He was taken aback when the strange man gave him a evil smile before raising a hand.
"No." Michael yelled out when the ceiling burst into the flames.
Michael ran into the room toward the crib, he had only taken a few steps when the yellow eyed man flick his wrist, causing Michael to fly out of the room and slamming into the wall in the hall.
Michael painfully stood up and looked into the room with a tear in his eye as the wooden crib caught on fire. He ran his hands through his hair and yelled out in frustration as he watched the crib continue to burn. He wanted nothing more than to rush inside and save his daughter, but he could see he was to late.
"Daddy?" Mackenzie called out from downstairs, pulling him out of a daze.
He knew he was to late to save his wife and youngest daughter, and as much as it pained him to leave them behind, he knew he had to save himself and Mackenzie, he knew it was what Delilah would want him to do.
He looked into the burning room one last time before wiping away his tears and quickly running down the stairs.
Before Mackenzie could say a word, Michael grabbed her up and ran out the house into the cool night just as the sun was beginning to set. Mackenzie wrapped her arms and legs around her father as he ran across the yard and further away from the house.
"Mommy, Sissy." Mackenzie cried out, as she pointed to the house.
She glanced at the nursery and become confused when she saw a man standing in the middle of a orange glow in the room. Michael turned around to look at the house then dropped to his knees and begin to cry as the nursery window burst and the flames engulfed the outside of the house.
"Mommy? Sissy?" Mackenzie asked him with tears running down her face.
"I'm sorry baby, I'm sorry." Michael sobbed as he held his daughter close to him, then added sadly,"they're gone. Mommy and Quinny are gone."
Ten Years Later...
"Mommy." Mackenzie cried out, as she quickly sat up in bed. She looked around the empty hotel room, she and her dad had been staying in for a few weeks as she tried to catch her breath. Every night for ten years, she had been having the same nightmare, she had been reliving that fateful night she lost her mom and little sister.
While sitting up in bed, she pulled her knees up to her chest and rested her head on her knees as tears fell from her eyes. She reached out with her hand and grabbed the small brown teddy bear laying beside her, it was the last birthday present she ever got from her parents.
She took a deep breath and rubbed her hands over her face before standing up from the bed. She placed the teddy bear in the bottom of the duffel bag then grabbed a pair of clean clothes.
'Might as well take a shower and get the day started.' She thought to herself, as she took a few steps toward the bathroom.
She had only taken a few steps when the front door opened and her father walked in cursing quietly to himself.
"Hey Dad." She said.
"Good you're up, we got to go." Michael said, as he begin to throw his clothes into a duffel bag.
"What? Why?" She asked, confused.
"The demon's not here anymore, he moved on and so should we." He answered.
"I was about to take a shower." She said, as she pointed toward the bathroom.
"We don't have time Mac."
"It won't take long." She argued.
Michael groaned in frustration before looking at his daughter and asking,"do you know how long it took me to track this bastard?"
"I know Dad." She said sighing, she had heard this conversation more times than she wanted to.
"It took me years, years." He said angrily, then added,"I am so close to finding him and I'll be damned if i let him get away."
"Alright, I'll just change my clothes and meet you in the car." Mackenzie said softly, as she looked into her father's pain filled eyes.
Michael took a deep breath to take control of his emotions before mumbling,"see you outside."
Once Michael was out of the room, Mackenzie slowly made her way into the bathroom. She changed from her pajama bottoms and tank top into a pair of blue jeans and a black long sleeve shirt, then she pulled her long brown hair into a ponytail.
After her hair was secured high on top of her hair, she placed her hands on the counter and looked at herself in the mirror before whispering,"happy birthday."
a/n-hey all, i decided to do a new story. This will be the type of story that have a few parts. Part one will be when she is twelve, then the next part she will be older. Not sure how many parts there will end up being, from what i have planned there will be at least three parts, but there could end up being more as the story goes on. Don't worry, the Winchesters will be in this story too. Anyway i hope you all enjoy the first chapter. Please let me know what you think and if i should continue. Thank you for reading!