The two younger Winchesters were walking back to the motel room. Sam was still pissed as all get out. Aiden was sporting a blood stained shirt from where her bloody nose had dripped.
When they got inside Sam slammed The door and sat Aiden down on one of the beds.
"What the utter fuck were you thinking Aiden Anne?" Sam growled.
"What are you, Dad?" Aiden snarled trying to stand up but Sam kept a large hand on her tiny shoulder.
"Don't you dare go there munchkin." Sam said, his voice eerily low.
Aiden quietly began to nibble at her lip.
"I want an answer Aiden Anne. Gotta get an explanation for when we tell Dad." Sam ordered.
"He was being a dick. Threw stuff at my head in gym, kicked me in English, pulled my hair every chance he got, tried to trip me in the hall, and flung peas at me during lunch. I just snapped Sammy." Aiden sighed, placing her head in her hands.
"So all this because you can't control yourself?" Sam asked.
"I guess..." Aiden mumbled.
"Well then I suppose we should get this over and done with hunh?" Sam said, running a hand through his hair.
"We gotta?" Aiden asked softly.
"Oh yeah. Your dumb ass is getting roasted." Sam said taking his hand off of Aiden's shoulder gingerly and sitting down next to her. He patted his lap, "Come on."
Aiden scooted herself over then flopped onto Sam's lap.
Sam rolled his eyes. Then with one hand undid her jeans, suddenly understanding his father's hatred for girl's pants, and slid the jeans down to her knees.
Aiden's eyes got wide and she suddenly squirmed. Sam rarely spanked her without her jeans, but let's be real here, Sam rarely spanked her.
"Quit it Di." Sam said placing a hand around her waist keeping her from wiggling away. And then Sam spanked. Right and left, up and down, till Aiden swore her ass would fall off. Sam's massive hand continued to rain down on Aiden's unprotected rear, then he shifted and it rained down on her thighs and sit spots.
"Sammy! Quit it!" Aiden cried.
"Oh we aren't done yet girly." Sam said begrudgingly. Another minute of smacking went by as Aiden cried softly into Sam's leg. Then Sam scooped up the little girl and held her to his chest.
It was silent for a minute or two. So silent that Aiden could hear the thump thump of Sam's heart beat and Sam could hear Aiden's panicked breathing begin to settle. Sam ran his fingers through his sister's blonde locks as he held her on his knee. Soon Aiden began to curl up into Sam's chest pulling her knees to her chest and perching, much like a bird, on Sam's lap.
"Shh. We're all done Di. We're all done." Sam reassured.
Aiden turned big brown eyes to look up at him, "No we aren't. Daddy."
"Well we have to tell him Aiden. Hell for all we know the school already called." Sam sighed.
"I guess. But I'm sleeping over at Isabel's Saturday remember? Do you think he will make me cancel?" Aiden chewed her lip.
"Might. But if you play your cards right you can probably get away with an ass kicking and extra pt." Sam said.
"What cards would those be?" Aiden asked.
"Commitment, promises, not going back on your word, stuff like that." Sam planted a kiss atop Aiden's head.
They called Dad that night.
"Winchester." The gruff voice on the other line said when the phone was picked up.
"Hey Dad." Sam sighed.
"Sam. What's up. Something wrong. You and Aiden ok?" Dad asked.
"Yes sir. Well mostly. She's not sitting too well." Sam hinted.
"What'd she do?" Dad asked with a groan and Sam could almost see him pinching the bridge of his nose.
"Where do you want me to start?" Sam questioned.
"The beginning."
"So this morning she was being obnoxious. Shoving and being really rude. So I smacked her a dozen or so times. But today at school apparently that didn't sit with her because she started a fight with some kid in the lunchroom. Which I happened to be passing by. So I yanked them apart and dragged them down to the office." Sam paused.
"She suspended or is it just detention?" Dad sighed.
"Week of lunch detention." Sam answered. "But when we got back to the room I gave her an actual spanking, and now she's doing homework."
"You did good son. Put your sister on the phone." Dad ordered.
"Yes sir." Sam handed Aiden the phone, "he wants to talk to you Di."
"Hi Daddy." Aiden said softly.
"Hey Aiden. Care to give me a run down, or did your brother cover it?" Dad asked.
"He covered it sir." Aiden sighed.
"So you were being disrespectful?"
"Yes sir."
"You started a fight?"
"Yes sir."
"Are you trying to turn me grey?" Dad asked in a warmer tone.
"No sir." Aiden giggled.
"Well you're doing a pretty good job at it." Dad chuckled. "So let's see. San spanked you, twice, so you've earned yourself a spanking, if not two, right there. Then there's the fighting and disrespect. I'd ground you but then you'd just end up fighting with Dean and Sam, so I'm thinking we will add an extra mile to every run, and fifty more sit ups and push ups daily."
"Yes sir." Aiden sighed, making mental notes of her new distances and numbers.
"Good girl now I've got to go help Dean with some research. Be good. We should be back before Christmas."
"Yes sir. Bye Daddy." Aiden smiled.
And with that they both hung up.
"And the verdict is?" Sam asked.
"One or two ass kickings and extra pt." Aiden said. "I can feel the soreness now."
Sam chuckled. "But you still get your sleepover. When are they expecting they'll be back?"
"Before Christmas." Aiden turned back to her math worksheet.