These are for the users that asked for a story about Sam and Dean in a care home. If it is successfull I will add more chapters and more characters!R&R!
" It's gonna be okay Sammy." Dean sighed, entwining his brothers fingers in his. Sam snuggled into his big brothers shoulders, embracing the only good thing in his life right now. Ever since their dad started abusing him, it had made him even closer to Dean then ever before. The lady driving the car eyed them suspiciously, her eyes flickering at the sight of the bruises lacing Sam's chest and arms.
" I don't want to live in a care home though." Sam mumbled, barely audible to anyone except Dean. Dean whispered something back to Sam and put a protective arm around his shoulders.
" Hey kids, we're nearly there." The woman said gruffly. Sam shuddered deeply in Dean's arms.
" So... Dean and Sam. I'm sure you're going to love it here. Everyone is so friendly and all the people that work here will ensure that-"
" We don't need to hear it lady." Dean shot back.
" The names Kelly." Kelly said calmly.
" Well, now I know your name do I have to repeat it?" Dean snapped. Sam gave a muffled groan.
" S'okay Sammy," Dean whispered. Kelly wondered how rude the older boy could be, and then how sweet he could be to his brother.
" So how old are you Dean?"
" You should know that. I'm fourteen." Dean growled. Kelly sighed inwardly.
" Alright. I'm sure you'll have lots of friends in Oak tree house." Kelly said brightly. Dean nodded, though Kelly was sure he was just doing that to get her to stop talking to him.
" And Sam? You are, what, eleven?" Kelly asked. She was trying it make the boy open up, because all he was talking to was his brother so far. Sam turned a bright red and gripped Dean's arm.
" He's ten." Dean said, putting a soothing hand on his shoulder. Sam retreated back into his shell, rocking backwards and forwards on the seat. The car lulled up on a gravel path. Dean and Sam walked out gingerly, leaving Kelly to carry their bags. There was a sign saying ' the dumping ground, enter at your own risk.' Sam looked at it in terror and tugged at Dean's top.
" The kids just do that for fun." Kelly smiled. Dean raised his eyebrows. Kelly unlocked the door, struggling With the bags. Dean and Sam clambered inside. Shoes and coats were lined lopsidedly on a shelf, while there was a big pin board with notes and letters stuck up on it. Kelly led the way into a kitchen, where she put a comforting hand in Sam's shoulder. He jumped away, eyes alight with horror.
" Don't touch him!" Dean shouted, hugging Sam tightly to his side. Kelly muttered a sorry.
" Ellie! John! The new children have arrived! Call a meeting in the Lounge!" Kelly called up the stairs. Just then a young girl walked in, her thick dark hair swishing by her side. She had a belly button piercing and was dressed in a tight pink top and skinny trousers. A few months ago Dean would have been winking at her and asking her out, but right now Dean didn't even notice her. She opened the fridge and poured herself some orange juice.
" This is Dean and Sam, and this is Amber." Kelly said, while Amber made a face.
" These are the new kids? Oh I thought they were the dustbin men." Amber said casually. Dean glared at her, eyes boring into her.
" Amber! House meeting now!" Someone called out. She swaggered out, pushing past Kelly rudely.
" She's just having a bad day." Kelly insisted. Dean shrugged.