A/n: Thanks for all the comments and reviews =) Don't worry, I'm gonna keep writing. I tried making this chapter a little longer, but I couldn't think of anything else to add and I didn't want to like drag it on. Keep reading, keep commenting. Please don't be very mean. You can give me criticism, just not in a mean way, please. Once again, as much as I want to, I do not own Dean and Sam =(
Letting off Some Steam
"Wait, Dean," he said, "do you really think that's a good idea?"
"How else are we gonna see if the thing killing all of these people is Anna or not?" Dean said, as he pulled into a parking spot outside their motel room. "Unless you have any other bright ideas, that's the only way." Dean turned off the car and him and Sam opened their doors and walked out.
"What?" Christy asked, as she also got out of the car.
"Dean, it's too dangerous!" Sam said, walking over to his brother. "She could get killed! Remember when Jo helped us?"
"She was fine," Dean said, opening the door to the room and walking inside. "We got to Holmes before he got to Jo. We'll get to Anna before she gets to Christy."
"I'll do whatever you need me to do," Christy said, trying to include herself in the conversation. They were talking about her, so why couldn't she join in? "I promised I would listen to you, remember?" Dean crossed his arms and smiled at Sam, who just sighed and gave Dean an irritated look.
"Fine, fine," Sam agreed. "Christy, you are goin to go to the beach with Dean to check out what's drowning everyone. I'll be waiting at the cemetery for your call, Dean" Sam looked at Dean as he finished, "to let me know to torch the bones. If it's not Anna, think of something to hold it off for now." Sam headed towards the door before thinking of one last thing. He turned around and looked at Dean. "Oh and Dean."
"Yeah?"
"Don't do something stupid." Sam turned around and walked out the door. Dean just gave Sam's back a smirk. He turned around and sat down on his bed and put his face in his hands.
"So when are we going?" Christy asked, walking over to Dean and sitting next to him. Dean took his head out of his hands and looked at his sister. "Dean, I know you don't like me and you don't want me to be here, but I wanna help you and Sam. And whether you wanna believe it or not, I'm your sister."
"Half-sister." Dean stood up and started pacing.
"I'm still your sister." Christy stood up as well. She was determined to get Dean to at least deal with her. "Why will you not accept that and try to like me? Sam has."
"I'm just pissed off alright!" Dean shouted at her. Christy gave a little jump. "I'm pissed off that my dad never told me we had a sister. I'm pissed off that my dad decided to have a one night stand with someone random woman. I'm pissed off that my dad forgot about my mother who was killed by a demon! I'm just pissed off, alright?" Dean was scaring Christy a little bit as he went on about their father. Her eyes started tearing up a little and a single tear rolled down her cheek.
"You're pissed at your dad, so don't take it out on me. I'm trying to help; I'm trying to be part of your family, because it looks like you could use a little more family. So could I." Dean took a deep breath and looked at Christy, who had even more tears rolling down her face. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down, before talking again.
"Sam is all the family I need right now." He grabbed his coat and the keys to the Impala and headed towards the door, without looking at Christy. "Come on, let's go." Christy wiped the tears off her face, sighed and followed Dean out of the room.
