This is a little something that I thought of while I was listening to my Taylor Swift CD, and I just can't get it out of my head. So I figure I'd see what would happen it I write it down and let other people see it too.
Disclaimer: Don't own it...though I would like too. (Katie is mine...as everyone probably knows...) Mary's Song(Oh My My My) belongs to Taylor Swift... and I think that covers it!!!
Oh My My My…
Dean glanced away from the road for the thousandth time in the last hour, looking at the girl curled up in the passenger seat. Her auburn curls falling into her face, covering her chocolate eyes. He turned the radio even further down, though it was barely audible already. Something about listening to her breathing and even light snoring was better than any song he could listen to tonight. Sure it sounded sappy, but what she, or anyone else for that matter, didn't know, couldn't hurt him.
Quickly he moved his attention back to the road. He found himself getting distracted a lot easier lately. Mostly because of that girl next to him. She had always been a distraction to him ever since the day they met. Even though he's twenty-six years old he knew he'd never forget the day that she walked into his life seventeen years ago.
She was seven and still small for her age, he was nine and already the soldier his father wanted his son's to be. She came one afternoon hiding behind her father like they were going to attack her. Dean remembered the pink dress she was wearing with the matching ribbons in her hair. Then her hair was lighter, almost blonde, and she wore it long and pulled back in pigtails, though it still managed to get into her eyes. She was the shyest kid Dean and Sam had ever met. Most of the kids they met in school were really friendly, besides they were all at that age where nothing mattered except what cartoon you liked or your favorite toy. She bit her lip as her dad talked to John and the two boys stared at her waiting to see what she was going to do. Unfortunately this only made her move even further behind her father.
"Katie, sweetheart, these are John's boys Sam and Dean. Why don't you go to the playground with them and play?" Dean liked her dad. He was a nice guy and didn't seem to be as controlling as their own father. Katie stared at her dad as though he had just told her to jump off a cliff. Sam gave Dean a confused look as her eyes bugged out of her head. "It'd okay princess, they're not going to hurt you. Go have fun. I'll just be over there with John." With that explanation she finally broke down and walked over to the two boys.
"Hi, I'm Sam!" Sam, only five then, was trying his hardest to get her to say something, anything. But she only half smiled and followed them towards the jungle gym. She sat on a swing far enough away that she felt safe, but was still close enough to hear them laughing. She pushed herself the best she could, but didn't get that high. Dean watched her from the monkey bars, but it was Sam who took the initiative and pushed her.
Katie's knuckled went white as she gripped onto the chain tighter. Sam didn't mind though, he continued to push her and finally he heard her giggle. The sound was pleasant and innocent. It made both the boys laugh with her. As she came back down she turned to look at Sam with the biggest smile he had ever seen. "Higher!" She screamed, and he did the best a five year old could do.
Once again Dean glanced over at Katie sitting in the passenger seat next to him. He couldn't believe she was the same girl that he met so long ago. Now she was confident and shape-tongued. No way would he describe her as shy or scared, and he never saw her in pink anymore.
"You know I'm not going to disappear if you look away right?" Katie asked with a small hint of a southern accent that she had picked up in the years with her father. She brushed the hair out of her face, and straightened up in the leather seat. She stretched as well as she could in the small confines of the Impala.
"I wasn't looking at you, Miss Self-Centered! I was checking the mirror." Dean tried to cover. He could tell by the raised eyebrow and cocky smirk that she wasn't buying it, but there was no way he would let her know the truth.
"Nice cover," Katie said as she leaned forward and turned up the radio glad that there was a good song on. Over the years she had become a fan of Classic Rock, or as she and Sam liked to tease Dean, Mullet Rock. Though she'd never admit it to anyone the Winchester boys had quiet a hold on her.
She remembered when she was ten and they stopped in this little town for a hunt. She would go to the big tree in front of the hotel and dare Dean to climb up and pull a branch down for her and Sam to climb on. She did that a lot, dare him to do things. She found it hilarious that no matter what it was he would try to do it just to showoff. The most memorable one was when she dared him to kiss her. She stood there under the huge tree and looked up at him through her blonde hair.
"I dare you to kiss me!" Katie whispered, it wasn't that she was afraid of anyone else hearing, she just wanted it to be something between them. To her surprise he tried right there under the bug Oak tree. Katie had screamed and ran as fast as she could away from him, but Dean was on her heels the whole time.
"Katie! I am going to beat you up when I catch you!" He yelled at her. He was so mad at her and even more mad that she was running straight to Sam. He hated it when she hid behind his brother, mostly because he couldn't hurt him to get to her. Then again he would never hurt Katie anyway.
Dean was about thirteen when he realized what a hold Katie had on him. It was when their dad's decided to hunt together that Katie found out just how controlled he two best friends were by their father. It was a simple hunt and Dean had to stay and watch Sam and Katie.
"But Dean why can't we watch one monster movie? It's not like we haven't seen scarier things!" Sam tried to persuade his older brother. Katie was listening to them argue in the kitchen while she was making grilled cheese sandwiches.
"Sam you know they scare you, and Dad doesn't want you to cry in your sleep!" Katie hated it when they fought like this, and sometimes she hated Dean for controlling Sam the same way their father did.
"Dinner is severed. Sorry I kind of burned them. But I got some soda from my dad! I can't take one more night of milk." Katie said as she placed the food on the coffee table. The rest of the night went well, they watched a simple cartoon with more laughs then chainsaws and they all did the dishes after.
"Night Sammy," Katie kissed the top of his head as she walked out of the room he shared with Dean. She went out to the living room to find Dean still flipping tv channels. "You going to bed?" She asked. There was nothing behind her statement other than the fact she had to turn out the lights if he was, but it really pissed Dean off.
"Why does it matter to you? I'm suppose to be baby sitting not you!" Katie backed up against the nearest wall and looked at him shocked. They had known each other for years now, but she had never heard him yell at her like that.
"Fine, I'm going to bed, but when Dean comes home can you tell him goodnight for me?" Sure it wasn't the best comeback she had ever come up with. But the fact that she ran to Sammy crying torn Dean apart. She was in the middle of them, and usually you would become closer to the oldest one, but Katie always ran to Sam when she cried and came to Dean when she was laughing. She didn't seem to take their relationship as serious as she did hers and Sam's. Realizing that Dean felt heart broken.
"Palo Alto… I wonder if he still hates you?" Katie joked with Dean as they saw a sign telling them that they were a couple hours away from Sam. She was so excited about seeing her friend again, and worried at the same time. It had been years since she had seen Sam and she didn't know if he would remember her or if he still liked her. These are the only insecurities Katie ever had. She hated how much she loved the Winchesters. It was her worst fault.
"I'm pretty sure he'll be the same Sammy, annoying and tall." They both laughed at that. Sam was tall compared to Katie, who was only five-four, but at least Dean didn't hurt his neck every time he looked at his baby brother.
The rest of the ride was silent each one thinking about whatever seemed to pass through their minds. Katie tried not to show any expressions on her face to tell what she was thinking about, because Dean had a way of doing that, knowing what she was thinking by a look. She could do it too, but with Dean it was always too complicated to get into. They were better if they just kept their conversations simple and pointless.
"You know it's bad to eat cheese on your hotdogs." Katie teased as she watched Dean scarf down his fourth hotdog. It was a hot summer night in North Carolina and the three of them were sitting outside their hotel room waiting for their fathers to come home from their latest hunt.
"No it's not! Why are you always lying to me." Dean asked with a smile on his face. He watched as Katie put the cheeky smile she uses to change the subject, and leaving the boys wondering what she was thinking.
"Look a lightning bug!" Katie jumped up and ran after it followed closely by Sam. They were both too old to be chasing lightning bugs, but it was a fun way to pass the time. Katie hated acting her age, although it was only seventeen, she just felt old. Sam and Katie ran all over the place trying their hardest to catch just one bug, and Dean sat there watching the stupidity of his best friend and younger brother.
"Ya'll are dorks. You're acting like five year olds!" Dean yelled. He looked around, but couldn't see them anymore he was about to get up and look for them when arms looped around his neck. Katie had her hands clasped shut and held them in front of Dean's face. "What are you doing?" He asked worried about what was in her hands and the fact that it affected him to be so close to her. He could smell the mango shampoo she used in the morning and Sam's cologne from the jacket she wore, that scent bringing a pit to his stomach.
"Just close your eyes. I promise not to hurt you." Katie whispered. Dean did as he was told. Hoping that Katie would be serious for just five minutes. "Okay ready!" Katie asked, but didn't wait for a reply. He only hoped it was a lightning bug and not a bee. But as Katie opened her hands she pushed them in Dean's face causing a hand full of dirt to fly into his face.
"Damn it Katie!" He yelled and started to chase after her like he had done so many times before.
Katie turned her head to look out her window. She was tired of seeing the country as blurry trees, but to her surprise she saw something so much better. "Dean look!" She whispered without even thinking about it. She pointed to the field out her window as Dean slowed down.
"Lightning bugs." They both whispered at the same time. It was one of the few memories the two shared that didn't have complications, it was just innocent fun one boring summer night. Katie wished she could go back there and freeze them forever. Her, Dean, and Sam together forever at that run down North Carolina hotel, eating chilly-cheese dogs.
A/N okay a little on the cheesy side, but it's the summer and my brain is a little bit "fried" here in Texas!!! just let me know what ya'll think and i'll show ya what I got planned next!!!