Dean POV
"Dean, tell me again why were going to New York again. You hate this place." I sighed as I kept driving towards the most annoying place I've ever been in. Sure I don't like going through traffic here but I don't hate it.
"Because."
"Yes cause that is so descriptive." I rolled my eyes. He didn't know, Hell I just found out, We have a half sister. It's just like dad to not tell us important stuff. I found out when I was looking through one of dad's old phones. It was totally by accident but it happened. "Dean seriously, why are we going to New York?" This is the point where I muttered curse words under my breath. Traffic, it is so unholy. "DEAN!"
"Alright! Jesus. We… we are going to New York because- Fuck, Will you learn to drive!" Some asshole just cut me off, god I hate this city! "We're going to New york because…" Just say it Dean, Say it, Come on, FOR GOD'S SAKES SAY IT! "We have a sister…." Sam… Blank faced.
"Huh?" Okay maybe a little more blunt than I should have made it.
"Well half sister actually, still she's here… somewhere in this god forsaken place, and we should find her." I looked over at my brother, he had that look. The 'Are you incredibly insane?' look he always gives me, I've more or less grown accustom to seeing that look.
"How… when… why?" I laughed a little. I don't think I've ever seen a stumped Sammy before.
"Look I was going through one of dad's old phones and I came across a name that I've heard him say once or twice before somewhere at some time and well it had our last name on it." I looked at the road to make sure I wasn't going to hit anyone then I changed lanes before looking back at my brother. "So anyway, curiosity got the best of me and I called it. She recognized the number I guess cause the first words out of her mouth was 'what do you want dad' Don't you think that's a little strange?"
"Well yeah, but still I just- I don't think we should interfere with her life. Dad kept her a secret for a while right, why mess with it. I'm sure he had a good reason not to tell us, we should just go about our business and let her lead a normal life."
"See I would but then we stared talking."
"You didn't." He asked monotone. He sighed annoyed and looked out the window.
"I have a feeling she's not leading the life we thought?"
"Why she's a hunter just like us?"
"Well no but-"
"Dean, if she's not a hunter then why go look for her. We can't just tell her what we do and hope she doesn't call the cops on us. She's probably living comfortably in an upscale penthouse in Queens." I shook my head before turning off towards East New York. "Or you know maybe not."
"Sam, don't you want to know what she looks like?"
"I just found out we have a sister, I'm still at that stage okay?" I sighed looking at the houses that were coming up. It looked crappy and run down.
"Her name is Blaire." I said before I turned down some Miller Avenue. Everywhere we looked there were drug deals being made. I could feel Sam tense up, I did a little too.
"How do you know where she lives anyway?"
"I told her I was a friend of dad's and he had some over due money to give her." I gave him a slight shrug. "She seemed more than happy to give me her address."
"Probably for her drugs." I whipped my head and glared at him. "I was just kidding."
"What is with you today? Your defiantly not your Sammy self."
"Sorry, but I just don't see why we have to disrupt this poor girls life just cause you want to see if she looks anything like us!" I sighed and looked back at the road. I saw a bunch of kids hanging around a park. They looked about 16, same age Blaire said she was. I parked in a nearby parking spot and looked at Sam.
"I'm going to go talk to them to see if they know Blaire. Are you going to stay here and be all angst on me?"
"No." He said quietly before he opened the door. I took my keys out of the ignition and got out as well. I closed and locked it before heading over to the park. They were all talking, laughing and oh what luck, getting high as well.
"Hey." I said first. They all looked up at me a little scared.
"Yeah?" One of the bigger guys asked. He took the blunt and stamped it out. "What you want?"
"I'm looking for someone. About your age. Her name is Blaire Winchester?" Another guy was eyeing me. Not in that way, but he did make me a little uncomfortable.
"You 5-o?" He asked glaring at me.
"Me, god no, we just um, need to ask her something." One of the girls got up from the bench.
"She's probably with her dealer." She smiled at me.
"LC!" one of the other girls yelled. The girl named LC turned around.
"What?" The other girl put her hand to her face and shook her head.
"Why are you guys lookin for her? If you ain't cops who are you?"
"Were.. friends of hers." Sam said. I looked at him, couldn't say brothers could he?
"I saw her being booked this morning. She'll probably still be at the precinct." One guy said taking the cigarette from behind his ear.
"You guys are what, 16? shouldn't you be at school or something?" Sam asked. Nice Sam, real nice.
"You kiddin me? none of us have been in school since the sixth grade!" They all laughed. Sam kinda rolled his eyes. I slapped Sam on the back and nodded.
"Okay that's all we wanted to know." We turned around to get the hell out of there. The bigger one was looking a little antsy like he was waiting for his chance to take one of us down.
"Well, that was a bust. Oh well, if we leave now we can get to Connecticut, there's a hunt that I think calls our names." I looked at Sam and stopped.
"Were going to get her out."
"What? Dean, were wanted by the Fed's remember? we go in there, there's a good chance, were not coming out." I sighed and gave him a look.
"We have to get her out. She's a Winchester, Hendrickson's going to find her and get her to talk, he's going to find us if we don't get to her first." He sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Fine." He turned around and walked to the impala. I shook my head thinking what the hell was wrong with my brother?
Blaire POV
Another day, another cop, another book. It seems like this is becoming more repetitive everyday. I was in my own cell this time. It's a quiet day, for a first.
"Hey Gabe, could I get somethin to eat over here!" Gabe's been the cop that has booked me for over 7 years. He's a dick, but I think he's grown a soft spot for me.
"You know if I give you special treatment the other's are going to start asking for the same privileges." I looked around.
"There's no one in here." He went back to reading his book. "come on, I've been out all night. can't you just give me a bit of your sandwich please?" He sighed trying to ignore me. "Gabe, please?" I gave him my puppy dog eyes he couldn't resist. I saw him look up a bit from his book then look back down. I didn't stop with the puppy eyes and soon after he gave in, Score one for the caged girl! He got up and took half. He walked to my cell and handed it to me.
"You owe me." His 6"2' frame towering over me, I just smiled.
"I love you." I took a bite of the wonderful sandwich. Gabe's wife rocks at this stuff. I saw him roll his eyes then go back to his book.
"You really gotta get your act together Blaire. One day it's not going to be me who books you and your going to be in a huge pickle." I snorted.
"My act ended when I was 9, the first time you booked me."
"Yeah, B&E I remember." He laughed a little. "You were a little shit disturber then."
"Still am." I said with my mouth full, He laughed a little. "So what book is it this time?" He held it up so I could see. Jane Austin's Persuasion. "That was her last completed novel right?" He nodded. "Anne Elliot was pretty cool. I mean, it kinda sucked that she didn't get the guys but hey, who needs them…"
"Coming from you?"
"Shut up!" Okay so I liked the boys. "So why'd you choose that book? Seems a little too feminine for you."
"Well I saw you reading Jane Austin the last time you were here and you seemed really into it so I thought I'd give it a shot." He smiled at me. I nodded and finished the last of the sandwich.
"Oh my god, tell Shenae she's about the best cook in the world!" Gabe just laughed more.
"I'll tell her." I sat back in my cell waiting for one of my idiot friends to come up with the money for bail. I looked at the opposite wall where I carved my name the first 3 times I was here. I made it big so everyone could know I was there. I got up and walked to it, tracing my fingers lightly over the letters. I smiled as I thought about when I carved each letter. I heard the door open and someone walked in. Thank god, it has to be my friends, I know Markus saw me get booked. Granted he was higher than a kite so chances are he's still high or can't even remember… I sighed not getting my hopes up. I've been here for much longer than 9 hours but I just wanted to go back to my crappy apartment and make a line or two. I walked back to the bed and laid on it, hearing Gabe talking to someone. A few minutes later, after I heard him bicker with the guy he walked back. "Winchester, looks like you got bail." I looked up at him with a confused look.
"Seriously?"
"Yeah seriously." he laughed a little. "I guess someone tipped off your dad, he sent his buddies over." I thought for a second. Who the hell would know my dad… but then, the phone call, what's his name… Dean something or other, I can't even remember I was so high. I shrugged and got up. He unlocked the cell and I walked out smiling at him.
"See you next week." He rolled his eyes.
"God I hope not!" I laughed.
"You know I'm your favorite Con." He didn't say anything, he knows it's true. I walked towards the door to get out of dodge when he stopped me.
"Hey, aren't you forgetting something?" He held up my bag, with my stuff in it. He probably took the weed but who cares, I'll get it back some time. I grabbed it and thanked him again. I looked at the guy that bailed me out, but there was two. Now I was confused.
"Hey umm….. who bailed me out?" The smaller one smiled. Actually they were both tall but the shorter one was closer to my height. "Thanks for the bail." I smiled then walked out. What else was I supposed to do right? I started to walk home but I heard them follow. I turned around and looked at them. "Kay, the thing is, you bail me out, I say thanks, we both go our separate ways and I don't have to kick your asses." I smiled sweetly before trying to walk away, but the shorter one grabbed my arm. "What are you some kinda rapist? Cause your doing a shitty job." He smiled.
"You defiantly have the Winchester mouth." I just stared at him.
"Kay." I was getting ready to punch this guy out, no matter how hot he is, the freak is going down!
"I think we started off on the wrong foot." He said finally. "I'm Dean, the one that called you last week."
"I figured as much. Now can you let go of my arm."
"We wanted to talk to you." He said letting go. I stood there for a moment.
"About what? The money dad never gave me?"
"Uh yeah sure. Come let's go get something to eat." I was still hungry.
"Fine." I shrugged then started to walk with them, keeping my distance of course, I may be out of school, but I saw those never talk to strangers movies the school showed in my grade one class.
We got to a McDonalds that was just up the street. Chey was working today so I'm getting food for free today.
"Order anything you want." I shrugged and walked to the counter.
"Hey Chey, my usual!" I looked at them and they had an eyebrow raised. "I come here a lot when I'm hungry." The nodded then ordered for themselves. When we got our food we sat at the far back so no one could hear us. "So how do you know dad?" They looked at each other for a second. I took my big mac and bit into it.
"Blaire we have to tell you something." I looked at them then set the burger down, this seemed serious.
"He don't got the money does he?" I was getting pissed. I need that money, now how am I supposed to pay for rent this month!
"Um, it's not about the money." I sighed angrily at them.
"Then what?"
"Blaire… it was a total accident I found you." I looked at Dean confused. "When was the last time you talked to dad."
"I talked to my dad last year, when he came over. He forwarded me like 200." That was the biggest mistake, used it all on Coke. Dean nodded, the other guy just kept staring at me. "Okay who is this joker, he keeps staring at me and it's freaking me out!"
"He's um-"
"I'm Sam and apparently, were your brothers." I blinked.
"Step back."
"huh?" They looked at me.
"Footloose. Kevin Bacon's reaction when he found out there was no dancing in his new town." That was a good movie, one of the many movies I've seen. but we are defiantly off topic. "Brothers? I thought I was an only-"
"Half brothers, our dad's side." I blinked again. He had to keep saying brothers. I could feel my heart start to race, and I wasn't even on E.
"You can't honestly expect me to believe that!" I got up looking at them. "What's this really about? You guys B-Town's collectors? Look, tell him I'll give him the money when I have it!"
"What? Wait no, we're not collectors at all, were telling the truth. Dad never wanted to mention us because of… what we do." Dean said getting up. How could I believe him.
"Kay, sure, whatever." I got my bag and started to walk out. They called my name but I didn't turn around and just kept walking.
Sam POV
"Well that was just great. See she thought we were crazy and now probably will call the cops on us." Dean just looked at me. "Come on man, let's just go, she doesn't want to see us, let's go to the hunt."
"No. Didn't you see her Sam. She looked like us. She has the same last name, and did you hear her! She a Winchester."
"A Winchester that doesn't want anything to do with us." I rolled my eyes. "Look we tried. It just didn't work out." Sure in a way I wanted it to work out but, were Winchesters, were stubborn people.
"I'm not giving up Sam." See what I mean. "We just have to try harder."
"What do you want to accomplish Dean? We saw her, we told her we were her brothers, your mission is complete." Not unless he has something up his sleeve which, I know he always does.
"I think she should-"
"Don't even finish that sentence Dean, cause we can't. It's too dangerous."
"Yeah but-"
"No! Just no. She's better off here."
"Yeah cause this place is so much better." We took our food and walked out.
"We'd have to train her. That's to much work especially now, were so close to getting the Yellow eyed son of a bitch." he sighed walking towards the car, I just followed him.
"Sam, were miles away, hell we don't even know where he is!" I sighed, this was all to much to handle for one day. Dean unlocked the car and we both got in. He turned on the car then pulled out of the parking spot. He started to drive off when he turned onto another road unexpectedly.
"Dean what are you doing?" I noticed a tall, skinny blonde walking towards an apartment. "Dean no. She doesn't want to be followed."
"Were not following her." He pulled into another parking spot and watched her go into a crappy looking apartment. It was getting dark so the impala blended in better than in the daylight.
"Come on. Are you serious?" I saw a light go on and her in the window. She took her bag off and set it down. I looked back at Dean and shook my head. He smiled and turned on some music.
"Just till I know she's safe." He put his arms behind his head and got comfy. I stretched out as much as I could and got comfy as well.
It was about an hour and a half into our little stake out when we started hearing the radio go out. Dean woke up instantly from his little nap and looked at the radio. I tapped it a little but it kept going out till it went back to normal. Dean and I looked at each other before looking at Blaire's apartment. Dean was the first one out, I closely behind. We ran around to the side of the building with the fire escape. Dean was the first up the fire escape towards her apartment. He stopped when he reached the window. He saw her in the kitchen doing something, I got there but he was blocking the window.
"Dean. What do you-" He moved so I could see. She was leaning over the table and well it was what I expected, drugs. He sighed wanting to go back when Dean hit my shoulder. "What?" I looked at where he was pointing, A dark figure was behind her. "Crap." Blaire had gotten up to god knows where and the figure followed. Dean got his pocket knife out and started to pick the lock. I didn't object and just let him. Once he got that opened we got in quietly. The apartment was gross and defiantly worse than some of the places we've stayed at. Dean walked towards where Blaire went and I looked around. I saw a dime bag and a little bit of powder on the table. I sighed as I looked around more, this was bad, and I was a huge jerk to her.
"SAM!" Dean yelled, pulling me out of my thoughts. I walked over to where they were and saw Dean and Blaire on the wall. I looked over and saw the bastard himself, good old Yellow eyes.
"Sam. How good of you to join us. We were just about to have a little fun."
"Little fun my ass! Jackass!" Blaire mumbled out. "Damn this stuff is strong."
"Let them go." I was pissed. We didn't have the colt cause of course it's in the trunk.
"Why would I do that? Besides, this will give you a chance to say good bye to your newly found sister." He smiled looking at Blaire. "Well, if you can. Seems as though she's in a drug induced state. Poor thing, doesn't even know she's gonna die." I just looked at Blaire then back at him.
"I said let them go!" Before I could do anything I heard two gun shots. I ducked down and looked to see where they were coming from. The cop from earlier was there holding his gun up. I looked back to see what yellow eyes was going to do but I didn't see him anymore, the window was opened and a nice breeze was all that was left.
"God, who was that!" He walked into the room and went to Blaire. She was on the floor staring into nothingness.
"Some guy trying to kill Blaire." I lied… okay half lied.
"And who are you! I mean you guys sneak up here from the fire escape, just knowing that she was in trouble!"
"Well. When she was walking home we noticed some guy that didn't look right to us so we went to check it out. We saw him climb through the window over there so we went to go stop him." Dean lied with his quite good skills. "But why are you here?"
"I come here now and again when she leaves the precinct to make sure she's not doing anything stupid and that she's home."
"Well that's nice of you, for a cop." Dean raised his eye brow.
"I knew her mom when I was growing up. We were good friends, Blaire doesn't know. I'm like her unofficial guardian." He helped her up and onto the bed.
"Well isn't she going to know now?" I asked walking out of the room with Dean and the cop.
"She's to stoned." He walked into the kitchen to clean up her stuff.
"If you and her are sure good friends, why don't you just get her to quit."
"She's been on this stuff for too long. I've tried though, many times, but, when her mom died, it really shook her up, her step father was an ass. I don't know why she ever married him. He'd come home late, piss drunk, beat Blaire and her mom. I don't know much about what happened, but what I know now is that he was the one that got her on this stuff and he's probably in mexico, or Brazil." He whipped off the table. You could tell he cared for her, like a brother should, like we should. "So, you said you guys were friends of her actual father? he sent you?"
"Well not exactly. He died about 8 months ago, and when I was looking though his cell I saw her number and I thought she should know." he nodded.
"I'm sorry to hear that. were you guys good friends of his?"
"Were actually his sons." I piped in. He looked at us then nodded.
"Does she know?" We both nodded at the same time. "How did she take that?"
"She thought we were bull shitting her." He laughed a little.
"That sounds about right. So what are you going to do now that you found her?" He looked down when he asked that.
"We don't know. I was thinking maybe take her with us, I mean, only if she wants too." Dean said as he sat down on one of the chairs.
"She's a lot to handle. But maybe she'll be alright with you, staying out of trouble right?"
"Yeah, right." Dean laughed a little nervously.
"Not unless you guys have alterer motives. What did you guys say your names were?"
"Sam and Dean Brooks." Dean said with a smile. "We just want to get to know our sister."
"How is she your sister then, your last names-"
"We took our last name after our mom, she died when we were young and our dad wanted us to have something that reminded us of her."
"That's really nice."
"Gabe!" Blaire said loudly as she walked into the kitchen. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"You saw me 2 minutes ago hun."
"I did?" She shrugged and walked to the fridge. "I'm hungry."
"We-"
"HOLY JESUS!" She jumped turning around swiftly staring at us. "What the hell are you guys doing here, I thought I ditched you." She walked closer and poked at Dean.
"Blaire bear, their real. They helped save you."
"Save me from what, the boogie man?" If she only knew.
Dean POV
Convincing her that we were her brothers was a challenge. Hell, convincing her we weren't going to kill her was a challenge. It took Gabe an hour to coax her out of her room and even sit near us. She finally listened and talked to us. Even when she was high, she was interesting to talk to. Sam had went to go get her pizza and Gabe had to sit beside her while I was there.
"So you guys never knew about me?"
"Not till last week." She looked a little disappointed.
"He forgot about me didn't he." She looked like she was about to cry. "He never really cared did he?"
"No, Blaire, he cared. He just had a really weird way of showing it."
"Has." She mumbled. "He has a really weird way of showing it." I cleared my throat.
"Blaire, I have something to tell you."
"Now what?" I knew I shouldn't tell her like this, this was way to much for a 16 year old to handle, but stringing her along like this wasn't right.
"Dad, is um… he died, about 8 months ago." I said slowly. She looked up at me with these really big green eyes that was the spitting image of dad's.
"He's what?" She had this blank stare, like I told her something that was supposed to be funny but wasn't.
"I'm sorry, But I had too-"
"I got your pizza." Sam said as he walked through the door. Nice timing on that one Sam. She just looked at him then back at me.
"He's seriously…" She couldn't say the word, who could blame her. No tears rolled down her cheeks, not emotion really, just blanked. She leaned back on the couch and just looked at me.
"So if he's… then why did you even bother with me?"
"Cause, I saw your name on his phone, and I thought maybe you were someone important. And you are."
"Why do I have a feeling your lying." She crossed her arms. By this time, Sammy had put the pizza in the fridge and sat down next to me.
"Blaire. There not lying. I talked to them, before you came in and they aren't lying." Gabe looked at her. "They want to ask you something."
"we were thinking, that maybe if you'd like, you could come stay with us." She looked at us for a minute or two before bursting out laughing. I just turned to Sam and shrugged. "did I say something funny?" It took her a few minutes to calm back down before she spoke.
"You… want me, to go live with you. I'm sorry. You must have me mistaken for your other sister. I don't do family, It's not my thing, Thanks anyway." She got up and went to the kitchen to get her pizza.
"Well you asked." Gabe shrugged. I got up and so did Sam.
"Maybe we should get going anyway, it was worth a shot." We started to leave when we heard her call from the kitchen.
"Wait. If you guys like… you can stay here, for the night. The couches kinda suck but there good enough, and Gabe lives close so if you try anything he's over in 30 seconds flat." We smiled and agreed. It's a start.
"Thanks Blaire."
"That's what families do right? I think I saw that on an episode of 7th heaven? I can't remember." I smiled. Blaire watches 7th heaven, never would have guessed. Gabe said his goodbyes and went home. Sam got stuff from the trunk and I was getting the tour of the apartment. "Kay, so there's the bathroom, 5 minute showers or no hot water for the rest of the day...my bedroom, off limits unless I say you can go in, you know where the kitchen is and the family room. There are movies over on that wall. I got everything so don't ask me and that's it. There's nothing in the fridge but the pizza and baking soda." I smiled and nodded.
"Thanks again."
"Whatever." She walked into her room and closed the door. I walked to her movie collection. It really did have everything. How could she afford all these? She had every south park season, Gilmore girls…. seriously? the gilmore girls? I picked up the second season box and looked at it, I think I almost had a heart attack, some guy, looking just like Sammy was on one of the pictures. I was curious so I took out one of the DVD's and put it in the player. Again, how can she afford all the movies, yet live in this dump? I pressed play and instantly Sam's face was on the screen, or at least I thought it was his face. It was actually this guy named… Jared Padalecki, playing a guy named Dean Forester. Nice, I was impressed.
"Hey I got our stuff and what the hell are you watching?" He stopped at the door. I looked up at him.
"Look it's you." I laughed a little.
"Dean that is not me… but god, he looks like me when I was younger." He moved closer to the screen to get a better look. "Scary."
"You don't know the half of it." I sat back and started to enjoy watching my brother's twin on screen talking with a really hot mom, her daughter, and some Koran chick. Watching my brother's reaction though, priceless.
A/N: Okay, I hoped you liked this story, please review and tell me if I should continue. I haven't abandoned my other one, just sorta hit a rut. Hope I shake it off soon, but until then, here's a new story. PLEASE REVIEW! I love hearing what you have to say!
Love,
Lauren