Dean had just turned 16, and what a bust. Dreaming of the Asian Beauties under his pillow, it wasn't because he was a teen boy who was craved sex, he craved the skin on skin human contact and emotion.
"Dean can I go outside?" Asked a 12 year old Sam, who stared out the window for a good hour before asking.
Dean sighed, "You know how Dad feels about that."
"He doesn't have to know, please?" Sam pleaded giving big puppy eyes that made Dean weak.
"Fine, be back before Dad does-" Dean started to say but Sam was already out the door to hangout with a girl next door named Jessica. Half hour later, John was back and was angry. He saw Sam duck behind a bush outside the hotel room, avoiding the Impala as it pulled up.
"Dean I told you to not your brother outside!" John yelled storming into the room, with Dean tossing the magazine to the side as he fell off the bed in shock.
"Look Dad I can explain," Dean said on defense. "Sam's been in all day, and I just though-"
*Whack* John had just punched Dean in the eye, knocking him to the ground, but Dean got up like a good hunter and soldier going on offence mood.
*Whack* Again, this time in Dean's gut, making him lose breath and pant frequently as he fell onto his knees. Getting his hair pulled as he got his face smashed into the ground, still out of breath, John kicked him. "Get up!" He yelled as Dean stood up shaky legged only to be beat down again. Bruised ribs, black eye, bloody lip, and dislocated shoulder, Dean was on the ground teary eyed, trying to himself together, only knowing if he cried John would beat him more.
Neither one of them had noticed Sam watching in shock, this was the first time he saw this happen, and it won't be the last. Seeing Dean broken down in the corner, trying to collect himself.
"Dad? Dean?" Sam asked not even sure it was them.
"We are to speak of this Sam, to anyone," John said packing a bag. "You guys are staying with Bobby, another job came up."
"What happened to you boy?" Bobby asked as Dean and Sam got out of the car.
"Fell," Dean replied making Sam wince at this.
"Pretty nasty fall," Bobby said eyeing Sam who looked really upset. "Come on y'idjit lets get your shoulder back in place." Bobby said guiding Dean to the house.
"Remember Sam, no one," John said from the drivers seat making Sam cringe more. How could Dad, a father ven do that? Does he feel anything about what he did to his son?