Dolls and Silenced Cries
"Dean! Give me back my dolly!" Abby wined when Dean stole her favorite doll. Bobby sat and watched them play, making sure Dean was okay. Sam was still a baby and he was taking a nap next to Emma, Abby's little sister. Mary had died two years ago and Dean was still crying himself to sleep. Abby was the only person to make him happy. Bobby loved seeing him smile around her, playing with her, and having fun with her.
Abby pinned Dean to the floor and made him give back her doll. She was going to be a great hunter one day. Dean flipped them over, tickled her, and watched her undertake a laughing convulsion. Dean broke into a laughing frenzy himself. They lay on the floor next to each other laughing. Bobby got up and made them dinner.
"Dean, can you stay here forever and play with my dollies with me?" Abby asked when she stopped laughing.
"Of course I will, Abby. I love stealing your dollies!" Dean replied picking up one of her dolls and running. Abby chased him around the house; they woke up Sam and Emma. Uh-oh! "Shhhhhh. Sammy, sleep." Dean tried to calm his little brother. When he fell back asleep, Bobby called them for dinner. They sat at the table in silence eating their bacon cheeseburgers.
When they were done, Abby took a bath while Dean played with Emma and Sam. Even though they weren't related, Abby and Emma felt like Dean's sisters. Abby came to play with them after her bath. Dean thought she looked really pretty with her soft brown curls shaping her face. Her blue-gray eyes smiled when she looked at Dean. She was wearing her favorite baby blue shorts that showed off her cute little six year old legs and her AC/DC shirt that matched Dean's.
Abby and Dean thought each other were cute, but they were like sister and brother. They loved each other like someone would love their best friend. They were best friends. Dean knew everything about Abby and Abby knew everything about Dean. If you saw Dean, Abby was always at his side. They always said they would never leave each other. Bobby always felt hurt when they said this for he knew John would be here soon to pick up Sam and Dean.
"Guys time for bed." Bobby said. Abby and Dean raced upstairs. Abby got to her room first, and then Dean got to his across the hall. They said their goodnights and went in their rooms. Not even ten minutes later, Abby could hear Dean's silenced cries. Abby crept out of her bed and went across the hall.
She opened the door and turned on the light. Dean saw her and tried to smile but more tears fled from his pretty green eyes. Abby couldn't stand seeing people cry. She went to dean and hugged him. He cried onto her shoulder. Then, they lied down next to each other and Abby told Dean about her mom; something she never told anyone.
"When I was three my mom died like yours. There was this big fire. All of my dollies burned, too. My daddy tried to save mommy but he couldn't. He died. So at least you have a daddy. All I have is Bobby." Abby told him as tears came down her eyes. Abby never realized how much she missed them till now. Dean wiped the tears from her face.
"I'm sorry, Abby," was all he said. They ended up falling asleep together. Bobby came in Dean's room during the middle of the night. When he saw them, he thought of waking them up, but then he saw the dried tears and wet eyelashes and realized they were cuddling for comfort. Abby getting the comfort a guy like her Dad would give. Dean getting the comfort a lady like his mom would give. Bobby just shut the door a little and went back to his room with a smile on his face.
The sun rose and brightened Dean's room. They woke and went downstairs. Bobby saw them and smiled again. The fact was, they were inseparable. You could put one in New Jersey and one in California and they would find one way to see each other and play together.
After breakfast, Dean and Abby played again. This time they were pretending they were people from bands. First, Abby was Angus Young and Dean was Brian Johnson. Then, Abby was Gene Simons and Dean was Ace Freely. Finally, Abby was Jon Bon Jovi and Dean was Richard Sambora. They had a blast belting out to AC/DC, Kiss, and Bon Jovi. Bobby had a blast watching them sing and smile.
"Let's go play in my room." Abby told Dean and Dean followed her upstairs. When they got in her room they just stood there not knowing what to do. Dean watched Abby lick her pink, plump lips. He wanted to kiss them like he had kissed his moms. Abby reminded Dean of his mom a lot. She was protective, strong, pretty, and graceful. He walked over to her and placed a small kiss against her lips.