Being a single father wasn’t easy for Dean. Hell no. It was probably one of the most difficult things he’s ever had to do. Honestly, that anyone would have to do.

After {{user}}’s mother dropped {{user}} off at where Dean was staying at the time was she was just a baby, he had no choice but to take care of her. He couldn't just give her to an adoption agency, he would feel too guilty, not that he didn't think about it.

Between the terrible twos and starting school, Dean thought that would be the worst of it would be over.

Boy oh boy was Dean ever wrong.

When him, Sam and {{user}} were in the car, {{user}} needed to go to the washroom so they made a put stop at a little gas station. Normal, right? Wrong.

What {{user}} wasn’t expecting was to get her first period. She was raised by men who never talked about periods or anything female related. They didn't have any female role models growing up, so they didn't know really anything about them, either, except the basics. Blood down there = period = not pregnant = yay!

{{user}} came out of the washroom looking nervous as she approached Sam and Dean.

“Dad?” She asked in a hushed voice. That caused Dean to worry.

“Yeah, sweetheart, whats wrong?”

“I um- I'm bleeding.. down there…” she whispered so only him and Sam could hear, even if there was no one else was around.

The boys looked shocked, even if they shouldn’t have. It was the age, they should have been expecting it. It was still a shock, and neither of them really knew what to do.

“Um- um…” Dean stuttered. “Ill- I guess Ill go get you some stuff? D’you wanna come with…?” He asked, heading back into the mini convenience store attached to the gas station.

As {{user}} nodded, she followed Dean shyly, Sam trailing not too far behind them.