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Disclaimer: Me no own Supernatural or Life with Derek
Fear is Real
The Argument.
Derek groaned in pain. He had been feeling nothing but pain for the past two days. When the ambulance two days prior, he had been stiched and bandaged at the hospital. His wounds had not been severe enough to keep him from going home later that day, but he was bed ridden for a week. The doctors had prescribed him painkillers to dull the stinging in his chest. Blinking a few times, Derek stared at his ceiling through blurry eyes. All he had been doing was sleep, when he'd rather be doing something fun for summer break.
"Why couldn't this have happened two weeks ago when I had school?" he asked bitterly. His door flew open suddenly as Casey came in with a tray of food.
"Rise and shine Derek." She said with her usual perky attitude. "And how are you this fine morning?"
"Horrible." He barked. "My chest hurts. Can barely breath. And there's an annoying step-sister in my room." Casey gave him a hard look.
"Really, is that anyway to thank me for bringing you breakfast?"
"Yup." Casey growled before forcing the tray onto Derek's chest, causing him a little pain and spilling some milk at the same time.
"You're welcome." She said sarcastically before bitterly walking out. As his step-sister stormed out the room, Derek smirked to himself.
"George how could you have not told me about them?" Nora asked her husband. "You actually made me call them knowing how I feel about them."
"Nora I'm sorry, but I didn't have much of a choice." George tried to argue. "You saw what was in Marti's room. This is something we can't handle."
"But the Winchesters? George you know what they are like. Don't tell me you'll trust them."
"Nora you know we don't have much of a choice. If I could do something about it you know I would."
"But you used to be a hunter. Why don't you take care of it?"
"Because I haven't been in the job for thirty years. Not since my parents were killed. The Winchesters are more experienced than I am. You'll like them Nora, trust me."
"George you know I trust you. It's those boys I don't. If they even lay one hand on me or the girls…"
"I'll personally send them back to the states." George reassured his wife. Nora looked into her husbands eyes and in seeing the resolve and truth within his eyes, she gave in to his demands.
"Alright George."
"Ah adda girl. Trust me, my nephews are going to take care of this thing without ever finding out you, Casey, and Lizzie are witches."
"Wiccans. For an ex-hunter you really need to get your facts straight."
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