Chapter 3

When Sam reached Cora's room he was taken aback as he did not see her sitting where he had expected to find her, lying on her bed or in the chair by the corner.

"Cora?" Sam questioned as he walked around the room and opened the closet. To his surprise, she wasn't there and Sam scratched the back of his neck as he wondered where else she could have gone to. Then it hit him. He lifted the skirt of the bed up off the ground and saw Cora underneath, cheeks tearstained. "Hey Cora" Sam said softly.

"Hey" she replied as she sniffled a little.

"Wanna come out from under there?" he asked. Cora shook her head and Sam smiled sweetly over at her.

"Angel's getting lonely out here all by herself" Sam explained.

"Really?" Cora asked as she looked over at him.

"Yep" Sam replied. Cora crawled out from under the bed and hugged the unicorn close to her. "I'm sorry about him Cora." Cora held the unicorn out to Sam and he took it in his hand. "What are you doing?"

"You can take her now, I just had to say goodbye" she said.

"Cora you don't have to give me this" Sam started.

"You don't think it's for babies?" Cora asked.

"Of course not" Sam answered.

"Really?" Cora questioned.

"Yeah, in fact I used to have a stuffed bear I carried with me everywhere" Sam lied. He knew that if he had ever slept with a stuffed animal his dad would have taken it away from him. "Real men don't need a stuffed animal to fall asleep Samuel." That's what he would have said.

"What happened to him?" Cora asked, her eyes lighting up now completely engaged in the story.

"I lost him" Sam replied.

"Aw" Cora said disappointedly. "Angel would have liked to have a friend." Sam gave a sympathetic glance over in Cora's direction and she smiled softly back at him. It was amazing to him how much she resembled both he and Dean so perfectly. "So, how about some dinner kiddo?" Cora nodded and when Sam got to the door she froze, holding Angel tight in the crook of her arm. "What's wrong?" She looked down at the floor and then held out her hand towards Sam. Sam took her hand and Cora followed behind him. Sam could smell takeout Chinese wafting out from the kitchen and Dean was piling his plate high with honey chicken. Dean spotted Cora holding Sam's hand and stifled a laugh.

"Aw Sam, that's adorable" he chuckled. Sam rolled his eyes and he grabbed a Styrofoam plate for him and Cora. Cora grabbed hers and Sam took a beer from the refrigerator. Cora opened the refrigerator and frowned as that was the only thing to drink. Sam was already sitting at the table, Dean beside him, looking at his laptop screen while he ate. Cora pulled a chair up to the table, scooting closer to Sam. "You guys got anything else to drink?" she asked him.

"Go on Sammy give her a little swig" Dean suggested.

"Shut up Dean" Sam said through his teeth. Cora had seen her mom drink it before and it always smelled gross to her, but she had never tried it, maybe it wasn't so bad, and her brother's both seemed to like it.

"What's it taste like?" Cora asked.

"Apple juice" Dean answered convincingly.

"Dean don't" Sam warned.

"I want some!" Cora said. Dean smiled smugly and passed it towards her. As soon as it touched Cora's hand Sam snatched it away and slammed it so hard down on the table Cora was sure the table would break in half. Dean looked at him surprised at his outburst.

"Cora go to your room" Sam demanded.

"But I…" Cora started.

"Now!" Sam shouted. Cora jumped at the harshness of his tone and ran towards her room for the second time that day.

"Sam take a deep breath…." Dean started as he put his hands in front of him in surrender.

"What is going on with you!? Are you insane?" Sam said.

"Calm down Sam I was just joking around" Dean replied. "I wouldn't have actually let her drink it."

"You sure about that? Cause you seemed pretty dam convincing" Sam said as he clenched his fists and leaned towards Dean.

"Who do you think I am Sam?" Dean said rather offended, "You think I would offer a little kid beer and let her drink it?"

"Well I don't know Dean, with the way you have been acting since she got here that wouldn't surprise me"

"Whatever" Dean replied as he rolled his eyes and continued his meal. Sam stopped trying to get through to him and continued eating as well.

Cora sat on the end of her bed and a tear rolled down her cheek. She wiped it off angrily with the back of her hand and held Angel close to her. Sam had yelled at her too, had she done something wrong? Maybe Dean wasn't wrong to yell at her all the time, Cora started to think maybe she deserved it.