Chapter five, I like to write quick. Guys.. a really big decisions coming up and its going to steer the direction of this story, for Cas and Dean and Gabriel. Give me your thoughts on whether or not I should make Danny pregnant, because either way I have everything all mapped out and poor Cas is stuck in the middle of each one. One more thing is even if I make Danny pregnant, that doesn't mean Dean's story ends, doesn't mean its all about the one thing. I have plenty more planned for Dean in the future.
I stared at my computer screen, it has been ten hours since I sent the email, and two minuets since he responded. I took a breath and opened it up, eyes scanning each sentence.
Gabriel Novak
Hey lil bro.
I'm glad you got something going for yourself, sounds like you turned out OK after all. I wanna come see you, I can be where your at in two days, give me your number and I'll call you before I get there so no one's caught off guard.
I heaved a sigh of relief and leaned back against my chair. Everything was OK, for now. I couldn't help though and think of how bad things got before, in just a matter of days, but just hours. This is a whole new low for me.
I sent a quick email back with my phone number in it. I didn't know what to think, two days. I've waited nine years so of course I can wait two days. I closed the lap top and took a breath, I needed to talk to someone, not Dean.. He has his own problems at the moment, which brought a whole other other strain of anxiety into the mix. I felt my chest tighten, just the thought of Dean having that big a responsibility. My brother was a lot of things, smart and resourceful.. but a dad.. could he be a dad. He'll be a wreak, with what Micheal's done over the years Dean will be afraid he'll turn out just like him.
Then of course Sam was only 12. A genius 12 year old who was better put together out of all of us, but I shouldn't bring a kid into this.
Meg was the only person left besides mom and dad who were out of the question. I loved them but they didn't need this, between dealing with Micheal and hopefully not there first grandchild.. I needed Meg.
I knocked on Meg's apartment door, shifting foot to foot waiting. Her brother opened the door, his name was Will. He sent me a nod before turning his attention to something behind him.
"Meg your boyfriends here," He yelled. I felt my face redden a bit, my eyes found my shoes.
"He's not my boyfriend so shut up alright," Meg groaned pushing past him out onto the patio with me.
"Whatever," he smirked heading back into the house.
She scowled a second before turning to me. "Hey Cas, whats up."
"I need to talk to you about something," I said hesitantly. "I need some advice I guess."
"So you come to me, what about Dean I thought you told him everything," She wondered, as we walked down the street away from her house.
"My brother found me," I said bluntly. Meg looked confused.
"What?"
"I wasn't alone when I went into Foster Care, I was with my brother Gabriel," I explained. "We got separated and I lost him for awhile until a few days ago."
Meg looked surprised. "Aren't you happy?"
"I'm not sure, I think I need to see him first," I said quietly.
"So Dean.. your parents.. they don't know," She guessed.
I nodded, "Dean doesn't have a great mental image of him, and my parents would just try to fix everything in some family meeting," I mumbled.
"So when are you going to meet him," She asked after a beat.
"Two days, he'll call me and we'll set up a meeting place."
"Maybe that's a good thing, maybe he has answers," She suggested. I had told her about not remembering, but I hadn't told her about the dream.
"I remembered something.. I think," I said slowly.
"What! Really," Meg said getting excited. She had always viewed me as one big mystery novel, her words. Said maybe we could unlock all the pieces together.
"I was in a living room, my brother was there. I'm almost positive the women I was with is my mom, she looks like me," I explained, remembering the women's dark hair and light eyes.
"Anything else," She asked.
"Yeah.. she was being hurt by something.. there was a man yelling in the other room," I said a bit angry. If that was my mom I knew she was being abused in some way. It made me mad, that people can just pick on the little guy and get away with it.
"Remember why she left you," She asked hesitantly.
I shook my head. "Why can't I remember.. Dean was just a year older than me when his mom died and dad left, why can he remember and I cant," I sighed.
"Trauma effects people differently, you said Dean was pretty screwed up after.. that was his way of dealing with it. With you, you probably just blocked everything out. Doctors call it suppressed memory, its pretty normal with your case."
"Wow.. how did you come up with that," I grinned.
"My brothers was a psychology major and I read his text books," She laughed.
After I got through reading all the emails I leaned back in my chair and groaned. First dad pops back into our lives unannounced and now Gabriel. I closed the laptop and deleted my history.. something Cas didn't do. I closed the laptop and stood up, heading down stairs. Mom was in the living room on the couch reading a magazine. I plopped down beside her and she smiled, throwing an arm over my shoulder.
"Hey Sam, you alright," She asked.
I nodded. "When dad came back why didn't you tell us," I asked.
She put down her book and turned her attention to me. "Because I didn't think you were ready for all that pressure until it was all set in stone," She answered.
"So you trusted us.. just didn't want us hurt," I surmised.
She smiled and nodded, running a hand through my hair, I hated that but I'll let her get away with it this time. "Why is this on your mind all the sudden?"
"Just been doing some thinking is all," I smiled.
