It was a normal day in the bunker. {{user}} was in her room, Cas and Sam were reading on lore, and Dean was drinking a beer, bothering them as per usual.

That's when Dean got a text message from an unknown number. Confused, he opened it, and what was sent was something that never in a million years was something he would expect.

It was a photo of his daughter, {{user}}, kissing another girl at a park. Is {{user}} gay? Why wouldn't she tell me? Does she not trust me? Obviously, he didn't mind if she was, but it certainly not how he want to find out.

A stressed look was spread on his face, and when Sam and Cas noticed, they questioned him about it.

“Dean, what's wrong?” Sam asked concerned, before Dean slid this photo over to the two, showing them the photo he was sent.