Xx Chapter Four xX
The bell hanging over the door rang causing Hal Roberts to glance up to the entrance of his diner and smile at the sight of his daughter, followed by a familiar face, more matured than the last time he'd seen him. Hal came out from his spot behind the counter and greeted his daughter with a hug. "Hey, Belle," He said.
Isabelle shot her dad a smile and, as she stepped out of the embrace, slipped her hand into Sam's once again, reassuringly. "Dad, you uh, remember Sam…" She said, voice shaking with nerves.
"Uh, hi," Sam said, awkwardly.
Hal gave him a wary look, but shook his hand with a nod of approval. "How'd you find her?" He asked, cracking a small smile.
"Hey, dad, we're kind-of on a date so can we…talk about this later, like, tomorrow at dinner?" His daughter gave him a look.
"Yeah, have fun," Hal chuckled and gave her a kiss on the cheek before a girl, looking the age of 17, led them to a table in the corner by the window.
"Hey, Isabelle," She grinned. She and Isabelle had become friends due to working most of the same hours.
"Hey, Carly Cat," The older of the two chuckled, sitting down across from her quiet date. "D'you mind getting us a couple waters?"
"Sure," Carly said before walking off, leaving the two alone.
Isabelle smiled at him. "You okay?"
"Yeah, just wasn't expecting him to react like that…" Sam answered with a chuckle.
"Why? You're not to blame for any of this, he doesn't have a reason to be hostile," She stated.
"Well, I did kind-of have something to do with Cayden--"
"She's a blessing not a burden, Sam."
A silence took over the table as he starred at the table, trying to decide what to say. "So what actually happened when you left…?"
"You mean, specifically?"
He nodded.
"The day after that picture was taken, I found out I was pregnant with her…" Isabelle stated, nodding a thank you to Carly when she set down their waters and disappeared again. "It took me a couple days to work up the nerve to tell my parents, but they took it a lot differently than I thought they would… My dad just wanted me out of the general high school environment 'cause he didn't want me to be…judged by anyone, I guess… Mom agreed and we left literally like 2 days later… Heather kept trying to talk me into telling you so we didn't have to leave," She said with a small laugh, referring to her younger sister. "I still don't understand why my brother hasn't come after you, but," she shrugged, "I'd prefer you here, rather than 6 feet under."
"Did you tell anyone other than your family? Like Claire?" He asked, speaking of the best friend that Isabelle had, had since pre-school.
She smirked a little. "Who do you think Cayden's godmother is?"
Sam chuckled. "That's true…"
Carly came back again. "Are we ordering food, Isabelle, or we just drinking ice water?" She chuckled.
"Sorry, how about a burger and some fries for me…and whatever he wants," The brunette chuckled.
"Same thing, that sounds good," Sam stated.
The younger nodded and went to put in the order.
"Alright, so I've been asking about Cayden, but we've still got some catching up to do," The youngest Winchester smiled.
"Five years to be exact… What'd you do after I left?"
"Graduated and left for college after a huge fight with my dad…" Sam sighed.
"Fight? Over what?"
"College, pretty much," He chuckled, dryly. "He didn't like the fact that I wanted to go to college instead of hunting."
"So this argument actually wasn't just you two buttin' heads, huh?"
"Not at all. I left for college and a couple years later…Dean showed up, said Dad went missing…"
"And what happened?"
Sam contemplated telling her about Jessica for a moment and accidentally got caught up in the horrible memory of it all.
Isabelle rested her hand gently on his forearm and he snapped out of it. "Sam, you alright?"
"Oh, yeah," He scrubbed at his face with his palms for a moment before deciding to just tell her. "I uh… had a girlfriend at Stanford…" He stated.
The young woman in front of him paused, hesitating for an answer; she knew by the sound of his voice and the fact that he used the word had that something had happened, but she was afraid to ask what. "Had?"
"The yellow-eyed-demon got her…" He trailed off. "Just like he got Mom…"
"Oh, Sammy…" Isabelle sighed, quietly, her voice completely sympathetic. She was glad he tried to move on, but she hated that it ended the way it did, especially because it was happening to Sam.
"So I just went with Dean… That was about a year ago…"
"I'm sorry, Sam," The brunette said, sincerely.
Sam nodded slowly. "It's okay; I'm moving on…" He gave her his attempt of a reassuring smile and moved his arm back so he could grab her hand.
They spent some time in comfortable silence before Carly returned with their food.
A/N: More story for my faithful readers:) Sorry, it's still not much, but I update constantly, so hopefully that does something!
I'm going to work on the next chapter now anyway!
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