The next morning they were all gathers around the kitchen table having breakfast. Beth and Dean were having lumpy malt-o-meal, and everyone else was having cereal. No one else could stand the mushy stuff, but her and Dean. "What are you kids gonna do today?" asked Bobby.
"Well, I'm think I'm gonna go out tonight and have a drink since I won't be having someone go behind me spreading rumors." Dean said with a mouth full of Malt-o-meal, and a glare at Sam and Beth. "So, uh how did you two sleep? You know Sam stayed in Beth's Camper last night, don't ya Bobby." Now it was Beth and Sam's turn to glare at Dean.
"Do what ever you want, I don't care." Beth yelled and got up and threw her bowl into the sink, her malt-o-meal half eaten and splattering across the sink. She ran out the front door, and into her camper. Everyone looked up at this display of emotion.
"What got into her panties?" asked Dean his spoon halfway to his mouth.
'Shut up Dean!" Sam yelled and went to go after her.
"Wait, let me go talk to her, I don't know what you did to her last night but she probably doesn't want to talk to you. What did you do, call her by another name?" Dean asked smirking and he walked out the door.
"It's not like that between us you know. She's in love with someone else." Sam said quietly.
Dean paused at that, startled to feel something in his chest, that he didn't quite recognize. He knocked on Beth's door and called her name. Since the door was ajar, he slowly opened it and walked in. He could see her laying across her bed on her stomach, shoulders shaking. He sat next to her, and patted her back awkwardly. "Whats wrong Lizzy?" He was the only one to ever call her that. She looked up and her green eyes crinkled and she broke into sobs again. "What did Sammy do now?"
"What? You think this is about Sam? You oaf." she said swatting him on the head and standing up. "This is about you, you have become little boy lost, and all you can think about it getting laid. Don't you ever think that maybe your being brought back up, means you have a higher purpose? That you should maybe settle down? I know you Dean, your terrified. God had something planned for you, and all you can do is remember hell, and all its tortures!"
"How do you know about that?" Dean asked rising to his feet and searching her eyes. "No one knows that I remember. No one, I made sure of that."
"I have a strict don't ask don't tell policy Dean." She put her hand on his shoulder, and looked him in the eyes. "I am here for you, but I really think you need to think about the direction your life is going. You don't sleep, you don't eat, and you sleep around. I can help you Dean, if you just let me in. I care, we all care Dean."
"Do not tell Sam and Bobby, I don't want them to know, got it." He said and stomped towards the door. "I don't need help! I can handle this on my own!" He yelled as he stomped out the door.
The next morning Beth went up to Dean's room to tell him that breakfast was ready. She opened the unlocked door, and went over to the lump under the covers. She shook Dean and gently and slowly lowered the blankets. Long blond hair fell out, and then a bare shoulder was exposed. She stopped pulling down the blanket at that point. Dean walked out of the joined bath with a toothbrush in his hand, having just finished brushing his teeth. "She's a hottie right?" he asked smirking. Beth's eyes widened and her hand flew up to her mouth.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know. I, uh...." she trailed off
"Listen, I thought about what you said yesterday, I think your right, I'm hiding. It's time I settle down. I think I have found her too." he said nodding his head to the stirring blond.
The blond sat up the blanket falling to her waist, which was narrow, and would have exposed her very large, very perfect naked breasts, but her long golden hair fell over them to give her a modicum on modesty. "Hi baby, whats for breakfast?" she asked in a sickeningly sweet voice. Beth knew she would never be able to compete with that.
"Pancakes." she squeaked, and ran out the door in embarrassment, as Dean and the bimbo, as she now thought of her, laughed. A little while later Dean and the bimbo came down the stairs, with her wearing one of his t-shirts, and Dean in his jeans, and no shirt.
Everyone just stared at the two of them, not really surprised since this was not a rare occasion for Dean one night stands to join them for breakfast before doing the walk of shame out the door. "Everyone, this is Bambi, and she is quite possibly the love of my life." Dean said smiling. Beth's eyes got wide and she willed herself not to cry. Sam and Bobby started choking on their pancakes.
Bambi just looked around the table and distastefully said, "I don't eat carbs for breakfast." and sat down with a petulant thump in the chair next to Sam. Dean smiled and sat down next to her, which then left no room for Beth to sit, as she was standing at the counter fixing her pancakes. Taking her plate outside she sat in the porch swing she had insisted Bobby get years ago, and started eating. Sam joined her a minute later.
"I'm sorry about that Beth. You know how he is." he said quietly, taking her hand.
"I know, its just I think he got the wrong message last night. I told him he should settle down, I just didn't mean the first whore that he came across. Putting the plate of uneaten pancakes away, she rubbed her eyes as she always did when stressed. "I don't know how to reach him, I never did. I know him so well, that it scares me. She scared me Sam, he is planning something dumb in that head of his, I just know it. I just don't think I can fight anymore. I think I have officially lost the battle for him." Sighing she got up and walked toward her camper. Sam suddenly had an idea.
Jogging over to Beth, and following her into the camper, he asked, "You know, he always thinks of you as his kid sister, and I think he thinks that there is secretly something between us. What if we showed him that there's nothing between us and that you are all woman?"
Wiping her tears away, Beth asked "How would we do that?"
"Well, for starters, we go shopping!" Sam replied pulling out one of the many stolen credit cards.
They drove the pick up truck to the local mall, and went into the main entrance. Sam walked straight to the store RUE 21. The clothes on the rack was exactly what he had in mind.
"Dean doesn't see you in a sexual way, so we need to change that." he said as he tossed mini 's, tiny midriff baring tops, dresses that were up to there, and down to here, spiked heel, and anything else that Beth would normally never wear.
"You want me to wear that?" Beth asked incredulously.
Smiling mischievously Sam said "Oh, yeah, I know my brother. The way to his heart is food and sex. You already have the first part down."
Smiling with delight, Beth went onto the dressing room, and started trying things on. The first was a red dress, it was tight, it barely reached mid thigh, and had a halter on top. The back dipped really low, so low in fact that the top of her tramp stamp showed. The sides of her breast showed, which made her really self conscious. She hugged her arms around herself and opened the door to get Sam's approval. Sam whistled under his breath and said, "Yep, that will get his attention. Your wearing that TONIGHT!"
"Tonight? Where at tonight?" Beth asked panicking.
"The bar in town." and then Sam preceded to go over everything she was to do that night. They spent hours at the mall, they visited several more stores, including Victoria's Secret and Sephora. Shoving all the treasures into the back of the truck, they drove home.
Beth went straight to her camper to get herself ready. Sam went into the house, and went in search of Dean and Bambi. Finding them upstairs in Deans room, under the covers giggling, Sam asked if they wanted to go get a drink later that night. They answered in the affirmative, and Sam turned with a smile on his face. Tonight was going to be priceless. He couldn't wait to see he big brother act like an ass over Beth. He was going to have to remember to bring his phone to capture the look on Deans face when he saw her. Laughing he went to his room to change.