Hey i kno that this chapter is really short, sry, and it's kinda sappy, but i promise it gets better, you just wait!
Supernatural: Taylor Winchester
Chapter 6
Their tires spit rocks as they sped up the gravel drive. Sam and Dean pulled up right in front of the house. Taylor pulled up next to them. Dean ran around to the trunk and grabbed lighter fluid and matches. Then Sam and Taylor followed him into the house. Once Dean opened the door he immediately set to work, pouring lighter fluid all over the floor. Once the bottle was empty he dropped it and pulled out the matches. He took one match and lit it then lit the whole pack. They all watched the pack flare, and then watched as the flame caught. Dean dropped it and they backed out of the door.
They stood near their cars watching the house start to blaze. The house being so old had no trouble starting and holding a fire. The wood was old and dry, perfect fire wood. The blaze grew fast.
"I think we should head out now," Taylor suggested, "I'd rather not be charged for arson."
"Yeah we already got a bunch of those stacked up," Sam agreed heading over to the Impala.
"You guys should follow me though, I know a back way that can take us into town without being seen by the cops," Taylor added before getting in her car and starting it up. Dean got in and started up the engine not saying anything. Sam knew what was coming. Dean knew the job was done, and now it was time to move on. Sam wasn't sure if he wanted to leave yet. He was still getting to know his little sister, and he felt an obligation to her. He felt that he should stay, other than Dean she was their only family left. He felt they should stay together. He looked at Dean feeling an argument coming but kept silent.
They followed Taylor the opposite way towards town then they took a right and after a few minutes took another right. About 20 minutes later they could see the town coming into view. Then they heard the sirens heading out of town, lucky that Taylor thought of taking the round about way.
Back At Taylor's
Dean went upstairs right away, claiming exhaustion. Sam knew better but let him go, while he talked to Taylor for a few minutes then followed Dean upstairs. When Sam walked into Dean's room, Dean was cleaning his room throwing all his clothes into his bag. Sam leaned up against the doorframe.
"Dean, what are you doing?"
Dean looked up, "What does it look like I'm doing? The job's over, it's time to go."
Sam walked over to the bed and sat on the edge. "What about Taylor?" he asked, looking at the floor. Dean stopped and looked at his brother.
"What about her?"
"We can't just leave her Dean, she is our sister."
"We'll come back and see her," Dean reassured him, continuing his packing.
"What if she came with us?"
Dean gave his brother a skeptical look, "Trust me Sammy it's safer for her to stay here."
"I think she can make up her own mind," Sam replied, watching Dean.
Dean tossed his shirt into the pile and glared at Sam, "Why are you always taking her side?"
"I'm not trying to take her side Dean; I just think she should come along. She's already proven herself to us, the only way she's gonna get any practice is if she comes with us on the next hunt."
"She gets on my nerves," Dean mumbled.
"So what, she is our little sister, and I kind of feel an obligation, that we should take care of her, watch her."
Dean looked at him with a knowing look. "You're my little brother; you don't think I have the same feeling?" Sam startled by the sudden confession stared at his brother.
"Look Sam, I know what you're saying, but I just think that she should stay here. Have a life, have a family, be normal." Sam looked down again, battling his thoughts internally.
"That's how I felt before Dean, but getting into this business was inevitable, she has her own ideas, she may not want normal."
"I don't care Sammy; I don't want her to come with us."
"Why not?" Said a voice behind them they turned around to see Taylor standing in the doorway.
Sam stood, "Taylor-."
"No Sam I wanna hear what Dean has to say." She looked defiantly at Dean. Dean sighed and composed himself, before turning back to Taylor.
"Stay home," he said, looking her in the eyes with earnest.
"Why Dean, what if I don't want to stay?"
"You don't want this life Taylor," Dean replied, his gaze falling.
"What if I do?"
"Then I'd have to say that you've lost your mind and should be hospitalized."
"Oh that's nice Dean, sarcasm gets you really far," Taylor spat.
"He's right," Sam chimed in.
"What now both of you are on my case?"
"You may have the Winchester name but you don't have to follow in our footsteps," Sam clarified. He glanced at Dean, who gave him a grateful look.
"But you are my family, why can't I be a part of this?" her eyes started to mist in anger.
"I know, I wasn't saying that you weren't family, you'll always be our little sister, but it's best if you stay." Sam said, holding both her shoulders reassuringly. She looked from Sam to Dean and back again.
"Fine," she said, and stomped out of the room. Sam caught a few words as she whispered under her breath, he raised his eyebrows to her back.
The Next Morning
The next morning was quiet, with little talking. There was a solemn air to the house. Taylor made them a last breakfast before they left. After a silent breakfast the boys grabbed their bags and packed them into the back of the Impala.
"So this is it," Taylor said. The boys just nodded. "Hey before you leave do you need any supplies, you can take anything from the shed that you need," she motioned towards the backyard.
Dean held up a hand, "No thanks."
"Okay." They stood there awkwardly for a moment. "So could you tell me where you're headed?" Taylor looked at them hopefully.
Dean opened his mouth to decline, but Sam interrupted him. "We're headed to Maine, there's this haunted hotel we were going to check out." Dean gave Sam a look, Sam just shrugged.
Taylor nods solemnly. Then she stepped forward to give Sam a teary hug.
"I'll miss you," she whispered. He hugs her back and nods. When she pulls away, she gives a sniff then looks at Dean. She holds out her hand towards him. He takes it, then pulls her forward to give her a hug. Surprised at first it takes her a second to hug him back. When he pulls away she smirks.
"Dean I didn't know you had a soft side." Dean rolls his eyes.
"Oh, bite me." He opened the door and walked down the steps to his baby. Sam and Taylor exchange amused glances. Then Sam follows Dean to the Impala. They give a wave and then hop in. Dean starts up the engine and pulls out of the drive, he gives a honk before he pulls away from the curb. She waves one more time and watches as the Impala drives off into the morning. She watches until it disappears into the distance.
