How John Cried
Abby blushed. She had never been kissed before. Neither had Dean. They played with dolls until dinner time. The same thing happened as the night before. Dean tried to hide his cries, Abby went in his room to comfort him, and they fell asleep. These events happened every night for the next week. Every night Bobby would see them together, looking safe and comforted in each other's arms, but he knew Dean would be leaving soon. Too soon.
The morning was peaceful and quiet. Abby and Dean watched concerts on TV. all day. "God I love AC/DC!" Abby said.
"No, Led Zeppelin is much better. I mean What is and What Should Never Be, Houses of the Holy, In My Time of Dying, When the Levee Breaks, all fantastic songs." Dean replied listing all of his favorite songs.
"Well what about Back in Black, Highway to Hell, Hells Bells, You Shook Me All Night Long? Are you gonna tell me that these songs aren't good?" Abby argued. She really did love Zeppelin as much as AC/DC but she wasn't going to admit it.
"You're right those songs are good, just not as good as Zeppelin's songs." Dean said and went back to watching the AC/DC concert. He was like Abby. He loved AC/DC just as much as Zeppelin he just wasn't going to admit it. They were both really stubborn kids. Abby did as she pleased and liked what she liked. Dean did as he was told and liked what his dad liked.
At about two p.m. someone knocked on the door. Abby answered it and started to cry. It was John. John picked her up and started to hush her. Abby knew Dean would be leaving. She didn't want him to ever leave her. She needed him there. She was lonely without him.
"Sweetie, don't cry. It's okay. Dean will be back soon. Don't worry." John said still trying to quiet Abby's cries. Dean was jealous of his dad, being able to hold Abby in his arms, but he didn't say anything. "Go pack your stuff Dean." John ordered his son and put Abby down.
The two of them ran upstairs to Dean's room. Abby started to cry again. This time it was Dean who got to hold her. They lay on the bed together, comforting each other, absorbing as much of each other they can before Dean left. A few hours past and Dean and Abby had fallen asleep.
John came upstairs looking for his son. He went in Abby's room and no one was there. Then, he went in Dean's room and saw them asleep together. John didn't like Dean being this close to Abby. He knew Dean or Abby would just get hurt in the long run.
John carefully and quietly picked up Dean and brought him to the car. He came back inside and got Sam and Dean's stuff and brought Sam to the car. John went back inside to thank Bobby. He saw Abby on the stairs holding her doll with soft tears coming down her cheeks. This sight broke John's heart, but he couldn't leave Dean with Bobby forever.
He said bye to Bobby and left, not looking back at the crying Abby. Once he stepped outside, he could hear Abby cry. And as John walked to the car, a tear of his own slid down his cheek.