Well HI there everyone. First let me say that the standard disclaimer applies…though I wish I owned the show and the boys I do NOT…I do however own my original characters. This is my first Supernatural fanfiction and I hope you enjoy it …and please review to let me know what you think.
If it was one thing Dean hated it was early mornings and early mornings on a weekend were even worse. JJ had some dorky play he had to be in and for some reason the first showing was early in the morning. Dean promised to go but didn't promise to be conscious enough to know what was going on.
The first thing Dean noticed walking downstairs was the heavenly scent of bacon and instantly the morning got a little bit better. Entering the dinning room the first thing Dean noticed was JJ already digging in to his heaping plate of breakfast.
Dean smiled, "Hey Sammy leave a bit of food for the rest of the starving family! I got out of bed early for you the least you can do is be less of a bitch and save me some chow!"
Before JJ could respond their mother walked into the room, "You two need to eat up and get going or you're gonna be late. And young lady you need to go back upstairs and change into something a little more appropriate for a play."
Dean looked at her mother before looking down at her jeans and layered tee-shirts, "What's wrong with what I'm wearing? It's not like I'm going to see a play on Broadway….its SCHOOL for crying out loud!"
In response Dean just received the patented "mom glare" so she rolled her eyes and went to do as she was told. Looking in her closet Dean realized she didn't own anything her mother would consider appropriate for a play; band tees, tank tops and long sleeve shirts weren't exactly "high fashion" or classy but it was what she liked to wear. According to her uncle and her mother it was somewhat the "female" version of what her father used to wear; back before he died. After some digging Dean ran across a button up long sleeve shirt her mother bought her to wear at some other trivial event and after much cussing at herself and the shirt she tugged it on and buttoned it up.
By the time Dean made it back downstairs the whole family was seated and eating breakfast; even her two younger twin brothers were up already.
"Thanks for waiting guys, really I'm touched," she declared sarcastically as she entered the dinning room and faced her mother, "will this do?"
Melissa nodded in her daughter's direction; it still amazed her even after 16 years how much she was like her father. She wished Dean had lived to meet his two children but there was no getting him out of his deal no matter how hard she and Sam had tried.
Melissa looked up as her two oldest children stood up, "Are you two done eating already?"
Both teenagers gave their mom a weird look but it was JJ who spoke, "I finished earlier mom and Dean's been at the table for fifteen minutes now. You feeling ok?"
Melissa smiled and nodded her head, "Yeah I'm fine I guess I was just spacing out. You two have a good time and JJ break a leg. Your uncle and I will be there for tonight's show ok?"
JJ just nodded happily at his mother but Dean chuckled at his "preferred" name. Both of them were opposed to using their given first names, Jessica and Samuel, preferring to use some variation of their middle names. Sam's middle name was Jonathan after their grandfather and so he went by JJ. Dean's middle name was actually Deana, pronounced D-ana, but her Uncle Sam gave her the nickname Dean when she was a toddler because of how much she was like her father, even back then, and it stuck. No one called Dean Jessica but Dean did call JJ Sam or occasionally Sammy; and she was the only one allowed to.
As the two of them walked towards the door JJ reached up and cuffed his sister on the back of the head and in response she did the same before turning back to the table, specifically her uncle, "Hey Uncle Sam can we borrow your car?"
Her uncle rolled his eyes, "You and that car Dean…if I didn't know better sometimes I would think your father was reincarnated in you. I don't have to tell you to be careful with it and bring it back in one piece!"
Dean broke out in a huge grin before grabbing the keys by the door and practically bouncing out to her uncles, previously her father's, 1967 Impala; the love of her life. Her uncle never really drove it anymore but he made sure to keep it in perfect working order. By the time she got outside Sam was already seated on the passenger's side so she got behind the wheel and fired up the engine.
Five hours and many yawns later Dean was walking out of the school theater and towards the car. Opening up the trunk she pulled out the duffle she always kept in there and retrieved a tank top and changed shirts quickly. On her way to the gym Dean decided that watching paint dry would have been more entertaining than the piss poor production she had just sat through; the only thing making it worth while was the traditional party after the first show. The first person Dean saw when she entered the gym was Megan Becker, head cheerleader, her brother's girlfriend and coincidentally her worst enemy; well at school anyway. Dean was about to walk in the other direction but when she looked again she saw her brother's talking to Megan with his back to her. Going into what her younger brothers called her "stealth mode" Dean snuck up behind JJ and with out warning jumped onto his back.
"Jesus fucking Christ Dean, what the hell?!" JJ exclaimed once he realized who it was.
Dean jumped back to the ground, "Oh stop being such a bitch Sammy, it's unbecoming of a man."
"You are such a jerk Dean! I figured you would have gone home after the show, school parties aren't really your thing," JJ stated.
Before Dean could answer Megan cleared her throat loudly to gain attention, "How did you like the play Dean? I wrote it and we've been rehearsing for a month."
Dean sighed, even knowing that Megan was trying to get her to start an altercation should couldn't stop herself from telling the complete truth, "Actually I thought a retarded ant could have written a better play; even my brother's talent couldn't save it."
"OK Dean why don't you and I go over here for a minute," JJ said while pulling his sister away from his girlfriend, "What the hell Dean, why do you have such a problem with Megan?"
Dean adopted an innocent look, "What? She asked what I thought and I told her, OH did you want me to lie to her? Sammy since when do you advocate lying?"
JJ gave his sister a look of disappointment before walking back over to his girlfriend and Dean went in search of food. Once she found the concession table she also found her friend Amy.
"So who convinced you to come to this overrated piece of shit? I came for Sammy cause he is my brother but you don't have a reason," Dean inquired before adopting a teasing smirk, "Unless of course you came to watch Sammy too cause the lord knows you have been sweet on my brother since before puberty."
Amy's eyes went wide, "Dean will you keep it down! The last thing I need is to become the next target of her highness over there. God I really don't know what JJ sees in her, I mean she is the devil incarnate!"
Dean chuckled, "Yeah well in our world we are the only two people alive who seem to think so," it was then her eyes caught someone she had never seen before, "Who's that guy?"
"You mean tall, dark and handsome over there?" Amy asked, "Apparently his family just moved to town from New York and he starts school here on Monday as a senior."
"Who in their right mind moves HERE of all places? I mean we aren't completely Podunk but why leave New York to move here?" Dean wondered out loud.
"Crazy obsessed parents who think this is the perfect place to keep their children safe. Personally I think the small town nut cases are more of a worry than the big city ones," a male voice stated behind Dean.
Amy noticed her friend wasn't surprised to know the new guy had been behind her; in fact it seemed like she knew he was there even when she herself had been looking and didn't notice. Dean just turned her head to glance at the new guy and raised an eyebrow.
In return he raised one at her, "Well if you are going to talk about me can I at least know your names? I'm Dominic."
Dean gestured to Amy and then to herself, "Amy and Dean. So now that you know we are gonna go back to our private conversation, and don't try to sneak up on me again, you'll find that it is almost impossible to do."
Dominic grinned, not giving up easily, "Isn't that a guys name? Dean? Let me guess your parents secretly wanted a boy and you have spent your entire life trying to live up to those expectations."
When she didn't answer right away Dominic turned to go but her voice stopped him, "Wednesday night," Dominic turned back to her in confusion and while she still had her back to him but she continued, "You want my whole life story it is gonna cost you dinner and I'm free on Wednesday evening."
Dominic nodded his head, "Ok but why Wednesday? Aren't Friday's more traditional for dates?"
Dean finally turned all the way around, "Well one I never said it was a date, two I'm not to keen on tradition, and three I already have plans next weekend which includes Friday night."
"Wednesday it is. I gotta go but can we talk logistics on Monday?" Dominic asked.
Dean nodded to him before turning her attention back on Amy who was staring at her, "WHAT?"
Amy shook her head, "Nothing…it just amazes me how easily you can get dates. I mean you are not the fake mainstream popular, prom queen type girl that every guy stares at but doesn't really want; you are literally every guy's fantasy! Makes me jealous sometimes, I think if I was more like you that I could get JJ to notice me."
Dean looked at her like she had grown a second head, "How am I every man's fantasy?"
"Well let me see: you like sports, can work on a car, you can hold an actual intelligent conversation…which is a major plus…and oh yeah you are drop dead gorgeous. So yeah you are every man's fantasy," Amy rationalized.
"Whatever dude, I'm gonna head back home, I got something to do this evening. I'll see you in class on Monday," Dean stated while backing away.
JJ was sticking around until the later showing so Dean didn't have to give him a ride; which was good because he was gonna want to know where she was going and she couldn't tell him. Walking into the house she was greeted by the sight of her uncle watching some campy horror movie on the Chiller channel. Dean smiled and shook her head at him before plopping down next to him.
"I can not believe you actually like to watch this shit. It is an insult to even call this stuff horror. Now the Shining…THAT was horror," Dean stated as Sam grinned, "WHAT?"
Sam rolled his eyes, "Oh just the same old thing that you are probably tired of hearing…you are so much like your dad. You still staying at Amy's the rest of the weekend."
Dean grinned widely at her uncle and nodded before turning her attention to Xander who ran into the room and jumped onto Sam's lap, "And what can we do for you little brother of mine?"
Xander ignored his sister and turned to face Sam, "Dad, Xavier took my sketch book and he won't give it back."
Sam looked at Dean before getting up to deal with his sons' latest strife and Dean got up to pack her stuff. Entering her room she walked to her closet and moved the clothes around until she could see the small entrance into the attic crawl space. Just inside was a box full of everything she would need. Pulling it down she looked at its contents and the customary guilty feeling of lying to her family came over her but she pushed it aside know she was keeping them safe. Dean grabbed her small duffel and started throwing stuff in; the last thing she pulled out was her father's Colt 1911 pistol.
Sliding it into the waist band of her jeans Dean caught sight of herself in the mirror and smirked, "Time to do a little hunting."
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