Chapter 2
Sam and Madeline were sitting at Bobby's kitchen table, he was showing her all the sites and softwares he used to find information. The kids were outside with Dean, Bobby and, of course, Rumsfield.
" This is it, that's all I know. I told you it probably won't be enough. I don't usually track people down. "
" It's better than what I had before. Do you have any idea how many results I got from his name? Or how many Timothy McGee's there are on the web? It's amazing. And from the envelope I can't be sure if he has a middle name or not. "
" I could help. The offers still stands. "
" No. I know you just want to help but, I feel... Never mind. "
" What? "
" It's just that I feel that if I don't do this alone I'm somehow disappointing her, or escaping the responsibility. It's just that, the letter it's a symbol. Do you understand? " It was very hard to explain why she felt that she had to do this. Mostly because, part of the time she didn't know it herself.
" Yeah. I do. "
" Now that you already showed me how to work the computer magic how about I thank you with some cookies? And just to spite Dean I'll make them as healthy as I can! "
" I don't think it will slow him down. It's called a cookie and you will make it, he'll eat it. "
" Well that's good to. Lord knows he only put junk inside that mouth. "
" Don't I know it. "
Sam stood up and went outside, no use staying in the kitchen. When she cooked Madeline went to her own world, you could try to talk to her but the only response would be her humming. She would only answer if it was important, or if you were one of her kids.
Dean had Amanda on his arms, he had the impala's hood popped open he ws pointing to various parts of the engine and saying their names to the little girl.
" That's the carburetor. Carburetor. Got that? "
" I hilly doubt that she understood any of that. "
" Hey my niece it's a genius okay? When she's older she will know my baby in and out. Just as her brother will too. "
" What's that? " Said the little girl, her head was resting on Deans shoulder, her tinny hand gripping his shirt. She was wearing a tinny Led Zeppeling shirt that she got from him.
Dean's smile could blind someone as he heard that.
" See? She already loves her. "
Sam rolled his eyes and walked to find Robert, leaving Dean to his lecture on car engines.
Bobby was sitting on the hood of a broken car, Robert was sitting on the ground petting Rumsfield's head, much to the old dog's amusement. Sam sat next to the old hunter.
" Ucle Sam! " The little boy stood and ran to his godfather, his black hair all filled with dirt, so was his red shirt. " Come play with me! " He dragged the tall man to where he was playing with Rumsfield. He pulled down his hand until the man sat on the floor with him, the little boy then took Sam's hand and placed it on the dog's head. " Play with Rumsfeld! "