"Dean!" A female voice shouted.
All three Shield members spun around in the hallway just to see a flash of black jump through the air and knock Dean to the ground. Roman and Seth were just about to pull the crazy fangirl off Dean when he started laughing and put his arms around her.
"Brat!" He laughed joyfully. "What are you doing here?"
"You sent me a ticket. I kinda thought it was an invitation," she said.
"I've sent you many tickets. You've never shown up before," he said.
"Fine, I'll leave again," she said.
He burst out into a wide grin before hugging her even tighter. She squealed which only made him hold on even tighter and start laughing.
"Dean?" Roman asked.
"Right, right," Dean grabbed her arms and pushed her a bit upwards. "Help her up, boys."
Seth and Roman grabbed an arm each and pulled the woman dressed in black up. They finally got a good look on her face and before Dean had even started telling who she was, they knew. She shared the same piercing blue eyes as him. Her hair was the same colour and same unruly mess, although a lot thicker than his hair, cut short around her ears like him.
"This is my sister Denise, also known as brat," Dean said.
An elbow to his stomach left him unable to breathe for a second.
"I'm not a brat," she smiled at Seth and Roman. "So you're the two dogs keeping my brother on a leash every week on tv."
"And in private too," Seth said.
"He needs it," she said.
"He sure does," Roman chuckled.
"Hey! I'm right here," Dean cut in.
"I missed you, brother," she said.
She wrapped her arms around his midsection and hugged him. He put an arm around her shoulders and started guiding her down the hallway along with Seth and Roman.
"About time you showed up to watch me live," he said. "Where's anal cunt?"
Seth spluttered in laughter by hearing those words. Dean was known for his weird vocabulary but it was the first time he had put those two words together.
"I actually left him," she said.
"You did?" Dean lit up in a smile. "About time."
"I know," she smiled.
"Why didn't you tell me? When did you leave him?" He asked.
"Let me see, how long did it take me to get here and find you? A few hours ago. Before the show started," she answered.
"What?" Roman started laughing.
"He doesn't know yet. He wasn't exactly home so I left a note," she said.
"You wicked, little brat," Dean laughed.
"I could use your help though. See, I kind of borrowed his car to get here and he's gonna be so mad if it's still gone when he comes home tonight so I was thinking you could follow me there while I drive it back and then I can go with you afterwards," she said.
Dean stopped walking, grabbed her arm and spun her around to face him.
"Denise, are you in trouble? Has he done something I should know about?" He asked.
She eyed Seth and Roman quickly before putting on a big smile and looking at Dean again.
"Don't worry, brother. You always said he was no good," she said.
"He isn't," he said.
"So I left him. But I live with him. You know that. I need your help. Can I go back with you and stay until I find a place on my own?" She asked.
"Of course," he answered. "Are you sure there's nothing I should know about?"
"Absolutely nothing," she assured him.
They walked to the parking lot where Roman and Seth went to their rental while Dean followed her to her car.
"I already got my things in the trunk," she said.
"You just knew I couldn't say no to you," he chuckled.
"You never can," she said.
"True," he grinned. "Pop the trunk and let me put it in our car."
She popped the trunk and he grabbed her bags.
"I'll be right back," he said.
He walked to their rental and put her bags in their trunks. Roman and Seth were still standing outside of the car.
"Is she okay?" Seth asked.
"I hope so," Dean answered. "You guys are cool with this, right?"
"Of course. She's your sister so she's a friend of ours," Roman said.
"Good," Dean said.
"And that boyfriend of hers?" Seth asked.
"Anal cunt!" Dean growled. "I'm glad she finally left him."
"Abusive asshole?" Roman asked.
"You can say that again. I've never actually seen him hit her but he was always controlling her and blowing up in her face for the smallest reasons and she seemed scared, you know. She wasn't my charming sister that you've just witnessed. That woman right there, that's my sister. Not his puppet," Dean answered.
"Go back to her. We'll follow you," Roman said.
Dean walked over to her car and got into the passenger seat. She started driving and Seth and Roman followed behind in the rental. Around 15 minutes later she pulled up to the curb and killed the engine. She looked up at the apartment complex and the smiling woman was gone and back was that fearful girl he had seen on the few times he had seen her over the last two years.
"He's not up there, right?" He asked.
"No, he's out at his best friend's bachelor party," she answered.
"You don't have to go up there," he said.
"I do. I need to leave the keys," she said.
"I'll go with you," he said.
"Dean, you don't have to do that," she sighed.
"I said, I'll go with you," he repeated.
He stared in wonder as he entered the apartment. He had lived in many shitholes during his younger days but this place took the cake. He hadn't even stooped that low.
"You actually live here?" He asked.
"Lived," she corrected. "For around a year and a half."
She placed the keys down on their usual spot.
"And now I'm leaving," she said.
"You damn right, you are. What the fuck, Denise, why didn't you call me? I would have come get you," he said.
"I wasn't allowed to call you," she said.
"I fucking knew it!" He sneered. "I always had to call you to talk to you. We used to be so close. I knew he was the one telling you not to call me."
He closed the gap between them and pulled her in for a hug.
"I should have come. I should have just taken you away against his will. I'm so sorry, Denise," he said.
"It's not your fault. It's not like I ever told you what was going on," she said.
"But you are now, right? No more secrets," he leaned out and smiled at her.
"No more secrets," she smiled back.
"Now let's get the fuck out of Satan's anus," he looked around one last time. "Say goodbye to anal cunt."
"Goodbye anal cunt," she chuckled.
Two minutes later they were in the back seat of the rental while Seth pulled out on the road and started driving towards the hotel.
"You two okay back there?" Roman asked.
"We're fine," Dean smiled as he grabbed her hand. "You two, however, you're not gonna gang up on me anymore. I got brat here in my corner now."
"Keep calling me that and I'll side with them," she said.
"You wouldn't dare!" He looked shocked.
"Try me!" She smirked.
"She's as bad as you, Dean," Seth chuckled.
"I know. I raised her," Dean winked at her. "She's me in a much smaller and more feminine version."
"And a better looking one," Seth said.
"Hey!" Dean slapped the back of Seth's head.
Seth laughed and looked in the rear view mirror where he caught her eyes. She was smiling warmly at him and he winked at her before turning his focus back to the road.
"Way better looking," he said lowly.
"I heard that," Dean said.
"You were supposed to," Seth said.
"So, sleeping arrangements?" Roman asked.
"I'll take her," Seth chuckled.
"Keep driving, little brother," Dean slapped the back of Seth's head again. "She'll be in my bed. No way I'm letting her near any of you."
"I thought we were brothers," Roman laughed.
"Brothers, yes. Which makes her your sister too," Dean said.
"Damn!" Roman said. "We can't argue with that one, Seth."
"We'll figure out something," Seth said.
He reached his fist towards Roman and Roman immetiately bumped it with his own.
"You guys are dicks," Dean said.
"Do I get a say in any of this?" She asked.
"No!" He laughed. "You're my sister so I must protect you. We can't have an anal cunt situation part 2 going on."