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Chapter three: Family secrets
"Yeah, about that," Dean said. Kate nodded.
"I know you boys didn't come to visit and swap life stories," She said. Sam took in a deep breath and opened his mouth to speak but Dean was quicker.
"Dad is dead!" Dean spat. Kate blinked at them.
"And?" She asked. Dean and Sam looked at each other in disbelief.
"And he's dead, gone, kaput…" Sam said. Kate still stared blankly at the brothers. She finally took in a slow breath.
"Am I supposed to be sad?" she asked. Dean stood up with so much force that his chair fell to the floor.
"Yes, you're supposed to be sad! Dad is dead!" he shouted. Kate copied Dean and stood up knocking her chair down.
"Dad never gave a shit about me, why should I care that he died? With his reckless behavior he deserves to be dead!" Kate screamed. Nathan placed a hand on Kate's shoulder.
"Um, the kids can hear you." He whispered to her. She swatted away his hand and continued glaring at Dean.
"He's still your father," Dean hissed.
"He ruined my life! Do you know what I went through after he kicked me out?" She snapped. Dean slammed his fist against the marble table top. His eyes burned with hate.
"He tried to apologues, but you were too hard headed!" He replied. Kate snickered under her breath.
"Why are you standing up for him?" She asked. Dean shook his head.
"Because no one else will," he replied. Kate raised her eyebrows.
"I wonder why." She said sarcastically. Sam who had managed to stay out of their fight turned to give a questioning glance at Nathan. Nathan shook his head and rolled his eyes obviously annoyed by Kate's negativity. There was a moment of silence and suddenly Sean strolled in.
"What's with all the shouting?" he asked. Kate starred at him, she took a deep breath trying to calm her self down.
"Sean, meet your uncles." She said smoothly. Sean widened his eyes.
"Tell me your kidding, they look like shipwrecked pirates." Sean moaned. Dean snickered.
"I told you that bandana made you look like a pirate." He said to Sam.
"I wouldn't be talking, you look like a rapist." Sean snapped at Dean. Kate narrowed her eyes.
"Sean, that was uncalled for! Where do you learn this language?" She asked.
"Dad," Sean simply replied. Kate turned to Nathan.
"We'll talk about this later!" she warned.
"Looking forward to it!" he snapped back at her.
"Okay, I can't deal with you two right now; I have to go to work." Kate said. She turned around and left the house muttering angrily to herself.
"Bitch," Dean muttered under his breath. Sean studied them.
"Are you two hunters?" he asked. Sam and Dean looked at each other and then looked at Nathan.
"Sean, I told you that was a secret!" Nathan snapped. Sean rolled his eyes.
"Are you really that afraid of mom?" he asked. Dean and Sam shook their heads in shame.
"You're teaching the kid hunting? I thought you stopped." Sam asked. Nathan looked at his feet once again pondering for an answer.
"A person doesn't just stop hunting, all those trial debates Kate thinks I go to are actually hunting trips. I just want my kids to be prepared for what's out there." He replied.
"How do you make enough income to keep a house like this?" Dean asked. Nathan shook his head.
"I'm not proud of my choices; I do a lot of credit card schemes and illegal substance selling." He said. Sam sighed.
"Kate's going to find out eventually," he said. Nathan nodded.
"Our marriage isn't the kind I wanted. She's trying to live a small town life and I want to hunt. There's no sparks there at all." He said. Dean raised an eyebrow.
"You're not afraid of loosing Kate?" He asked. Nathan shook his head in shame.
"I lost her along time ago, boys." He said. Sam sighed and turned to Sean.
"You know about all of this?" Sam asked. Sean nodded.
"Duh," he said. Sam felt a pang of sadness for his sister. She was being betrayed under her own roof, by her son and husband. Dean must have been feeling the same way because he gestured for Sam to get up.
"I think our work is done here, sorry for any emotional damage we left." He said. The brothers began to walk to the door.
"Wait!" Nathan yelled. Dean turned around.
"We got places to go, things to kill." He snapped.
"I understand that, but I have a hunt that I could use help on." Nathan said. Dean and Sam exchanged looks.
"What kind of hunt are we talking about?" Sam asked. Nathan smiled.
"Well sit down and I'll tell you. Sean, go get my journal." He said. Sean, happy to be included ran out of the room and in seconds returned with a black leather bound book in his hands. He handed it to his father.
"This is a gruesome ghost, that's for sure. It rapes its victims and then it tortures them slowly to death." Nathan said. Dean nodded taking in the information.
"We need the four-one-one: Where, when, why, and how do we kill it." Dean said.
"Well, the stories pretty creepy. Can I tell them, dad?" Sean asked. Nathan nodded.
"Okay, get ready." Sean said.
A/N: yeah I know it was kind of lame, but I really want to put more Sean in. And I know I might have portrayed Kate like a bitch, but she's really not. She's very overprotective. R&R please!
