Chapter 2:
The girls locked eyes with their younger half-brother as Prue said, "You go first Dean."
Dean sighed wearily as he trudged back into the kitchen, redressed, and grabbed his half empty beer and took a long pull as he started to speak, "I was raised as a hunter since I was 5. I got all of this while gankin a Changeling."
Prue asked, "So that's why you're here in California?"
Dean replied, "That's part of why I came sure but I also missed my sisters."
Prue shot him a scathing glare as she spat, "So all those times you came here battered and bloodied, with bullet and knife wounds you were hunting?"
At his nod she lost her temper and inadvertently used her telekinesis to slam a chair into the wall, shattering it. Dean raised a scarred brow as he asked in a tight voice, "What in the hell was that?"
Prue stared a hole in the floor and both Phoebe and Piper looked anywhere but at their younger brother. Dean growled, "Somebody better start talking real freakin soon."
Finally after several more minutes of tense silence Phoebe said in a small voice, "We're witches. We're known as the Charmed Ones."
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Andy was sitting at his desk when his partner Inspector Darryl Morris came walking up and sat on the corner if his desk as he said, "I just got the results on the background check you had me run. Just who is this guy Trudeau?"
Andy avoided the question and took the printout from Morris and mumbled an absent minded thank you as he began to read it. There were multiple counts of identity theft, credit card fraud, insurance fraud, grave desecration, resisting arrest and a slew misdemeanors. Andy couldn't believe what he was reading. The Halliwell's younger brother was wanted for a number of crimes as well as being convicted of several. Andy knew on the one had that he should arrest the 20 year old but on the other he knew the girls; Prue especially were fiercely protective of their younger half-brother. Andy heaved a heavy sigh as he placed the printout in his locked bottom desk drawer.
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Dean continued to glare at his sisters for several more minutes then he growled, "I need a drink."
And with that he left. After the door slammed Piper said, "That could've gone better."
Prue glared at Piper as she snapped, "Are you excusing him as usual?"
Piper locked eyes with her older sister as Phoebe spoke up, You know we can't really be mad at Dean; after all we never told him were witches."
That stopped Prue dead in her tracks and made her swallow the sarcastic remark she was about to deliver and just stare at her baby sister. Piper picked up where Phoebe had left off, "You know Grams never seemed to like Dean very much-"
Prue cut her, "That's because every time he stayed here he was being brought home by the police."
Phoebe rolled her eyes as she said, "So was I and Grams never treated me like she did him."
Piper; seeing this argument was getting them nowhere decided to change the subject, "I wonder if Dean got powers like we did?"
Prue snarked, "If did he wouldn't tell us."
Phoebe just rolled her eyes as she said, "I'm outta here."
Prue asked, "Where are you going?"
Phoebe replied, "To get a drink."
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Phoebe knew exactly where Dean went because he had taken her there countless times. She knew that he liked to go to that particular bar because the beer was cheap and he could find a pool game to hustle. Not to mention they never carded him. As soon she walked in she saw him at a pool table and guessed that he was "working" as he called it. She got a drink and sat at a table closest to the pool tables and watched as Dean purposefully missed a shot that cost him the game. He drained his beer and signaled for another as he said, "Come an man double or nothing. My sister will kill me if I lose all my money."
The fat biker grinned as he said, "It's your money kid."
Dean spotted Phoebe and winked at her as he ran the table and pocketed the 300 dollars. As the biker stalked away Dean joined Phoebe and as he peered at through hooded eyes, "What do you want Phoebe?"
Phoebe took a drink of her wine as she said, "I'm sorry we never told you but when we first got our powers we were scared d we figured you would tell us when you got your powers and when you didn' we just thought you didn't have any. Like I said I'm really sorry."
Dean's dark hazel eyes softened as he reached out and took Phoebe's small soft and smooth hand into his large rough and calloused one as he said, "I forgive you after all you, Prue and Piper are the only family I've got left."
Phoebe gasped, "What happened to John?"
Dean replied in a voice thick with emotion, "He was killed 4 months ago while we were hunting a Shapeshifter in Wyoming."
Phoebe squeezed his hand as she said, "I'm so sorry Dean."
Then she asked, "What's it like to be hunter?"
What should Dean tell her? Should Phoebe ask Dean to train her to be a hunter?
