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Teaching Moment

Flashback - months ago

It had been about a month since Klaus and Madison had gotten together. Esther was gone and so was Finn; Kol was still alive, but he had left town for now. It was just Klaus, Elijah, and Rebekah as far as the Mikaelson siblings went. Madison had moved out of the tiny apartment she was staying in and officially moved in with them at their mansion. With this being her first night living there, Rebekah wanted them to all have dinner together. Her and Madison were just starting to get along and both were excited to have a girlfriend for once.

"So, Maddie," Rebekah said as they were eating, trying to get to know her better. "What's your family like?"

"Rebekah," Klaus warned, his voice low and serious. He knew everything about Madison's family, from her mother's tragic death to the father she didn't get along with to the brothers he'd yet to see her try to contact.

"What?" Rebekah asked, not seeing the big deal. After all, Madison had met their entire family; Esther had just tried to kill all of them. There was no way Madison's family was worse than theirs. "I'm just curious, that's all." She smiled. "What's hunting like?"

"Ah, buckets of crazy," Madison said lightly, pushing her food around her plate. "My family is about the same."

"Klaus was telling me you have two brothers," Elijah said now and she nodded.

"Sam and Dean," Madison replied. "Younger and older."

"What are they like?" Rebekah asked curiously.

"Pains in the ass," Madison laughed; the others smiled. "Dean is the over protective big brother you'd expect. Sam's at least a little more subtle."

"Are they still hunting?" Rebekah asked now.

"Sam's at school now," Madison started off. "But, Dean's still out there with my dad."

"Wonder why," Rebekah commented casually, taking another bite of food. Even though she thought it was interesting, she imagined living on the road like that got old. Madison had obviously stopped and her younger brother had gone off to college. Wouldn't her older brother want something else out of life too?

"You'll have to ask him that," Madison said, rolling her eyes a little.


Dean left the house, shaking his head in annoyance as he heard Madison continuing to tease him about whether or not he liked Rebekah. He knew that his siblings were right, he didn't have a lot of friends that were women. He was ready to list Madison, Ellen, and Jo, but Maddie put an end to that. Even though they were right, that didn't change that he liked hanging out with Rebekah, who was sitting in the front of his car laughing after seeing him flip off Madison before shutting the front door.

"What was your sister shouting about?" Rebekah laughed as he got into the car now.

"How I don't have any friends that are women," Dean replied with an eye roll.

"Do you have any friends that are women?" Rebekah asked simply as he started the car, giving her a look now.

"Who's side are you on?" Dean joked, making her laugh. She then looked to him with a question.

"So, where can I plug my phone in?" Rebekah asked, wanting to pick music but Dean shook his head.

"No, no, no," Dean laughed. "Not in this car." She looked at him in confusion.

"Then, how do you want me to pick the music?" Rebekah asked. "Radio?" He shook his head again, reaching over and opening the glove box before pulling out a small box. "What are these?" she asked in confusion as he handed the box to her.

"The fact that you don't know is part of what concerns me," Dean teased her and she playfully made a face. "They're cassette tapes, music used to come on them."

"Ok," Rebekah shrugged. "...so?"

"So, this is a teaching moment Beks," Dean informed her. "You told me you were in a coffin from 1922 until last year."

"What's your point?" Rebekah asked.

"You missed out on a great era of music," Dean pointed out. "It would be wrong if I didn't have you listening to it. So, pick one," he smiled.

"Ok," Rebekah laughed, looking into the box. "Um...this one," she pulled out a tape and he glanced over to see what it was.

"Zeppelin, good choice," Dean nodded, taking the tape from her and putting it in the cassette player before pulling out of the driveway. They were quiet for awhile, Rebekah listening intently. She had missed out on decades of changing fads, styles, and music.

"I like it," Rebekah concluded as the song finished playing out.

"Good," Dean smiled, though he kept his eyes on the road. "Glad to hear it." He nodded at the radio. "That's one of their best I think." Rebekah nodded in agreement. "So," he started off now. "I don't think we'll have time to stop and make you an ID, we'll get to that another day. We'll figure something else out."

"An ID for what?" Rebekah asked curiously.

"A lot of these cases involve freak accidents, disappearances, whatever," Dean explained. "So, we'll go in as FBI agents or something along those lines to investigate ourselves."

"You're kidding," Rebekah giggled and he shook his head, smiling when she laughed. "That's crazy."

"It's the job description," Dean shrugged. "So, we'll get you an ID later. I'm thinking for now we'll-"

"Later?" Rebekah interrupted, smiling a little. "You mean, we get to do this again?"

"There's always a job Beks," Dean nodded with a smile, looking back at the road. They fell into silence again while the classic rock music continued to play in the background. Rebekah never thought that this would be something that she enjoyed, but she really did and she was glad Dean thought they would do this more in the future.

"Can I ask you something Dean?" Rebekah asked now as the tape finished and he was putting another one in.

"Sure," Dean shrugged. "What's up?"

"It's just," Rebekah started off, not sure how to ask. "Sam was at school, Maddie's starting a family..." She trailed off. "Why were you still hunting?"

"I've only wanted one thing since I was a kid," Dean said simply. "I wanted to find the thing that killed my mom." Rebekah looked at him curiously.

"You've never wanted anything else?" Rebekah asked with raised eye brows.

"Never gave it much thought," Dean shrugged.

"Not even when your siblings left?" Rebekah asked now; Dean sighed.

"I love Mads and Sam," Dean said. "But..." He shook his head. "They were too little when it happened, they don't really get it the way I do." He motioned to himself. "I remember everything about my mom. Her laugh, how she used to sing when she cooked."

"She sounds lovely," Rebekah smiled, having found a picture of the Winchester parents in Madison's things once.

She thought that Mary was beautiful, and you could just see in her face that was a loving mother. She had thought that John was handsome, able to tell that he would be the type to care for his children more than anything, though from what she heard from Madison losing Mary had hardened John, making him distant. In her mind though, John and Mary were the ideal parents, at least until tragedy tore their family apart. They weren't anything like her own parents, her father cruel and her mother cold, both trying to kill their children, only stopping when they themselves were killed.

"She was," Dean agreed. "And, that's why I think I stayed around with my dad, because I remember how things were." He sighed. "Mads and Sam remember my dad as being nothing but a hard ass," he explained. "Which he was, but-" He stopped himself. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to drop all this on you."

Dean was a little surprised by himself for sharing so much, but Rebekah was really easy to talk to. It was true, he never normally opened up like this, but then again Rebekah wasn't just another girl and these certainly weren't normal circumstances they met under.

"No, it's fine," Rebekah promised, then smiled. "I asked, remember?" Dean nodded.

"I know it won't change anything," Dean said now. "But, I miss how things were with my mom, and with my dad being so happy. And now with him gone, this was all he ever wanted, to destroy the thing that ruined us." Rebekah nodded quietly.

"You're a good son Dean," Rebekah told him now. "And a really good brother."

"Could you tell Mads that the next time she's chewing me out?" Dean joked and Rebekah laughed. "So, what about you," he asked now, not wanting to go on and on about his own family.

"What about me?" Rebekah asked.

"Do you have any other siblings I have to worry about popping up out of no where?" Dean teased her. "Unless they're good like Elijah, then I'm not so worried," he continued, though he and Klaus were getting along better these days.

"Um," Rebekah hesitated, biting her lip. "...no." Dean sighed, figuring he said something wrong.

"Put my foot in my mouth, didn't I?" Dean asked and she gave a small smile.

"No, it's ok," Rebekah promised. "I had five brothers total. Elijah, Finn, Klaus, and Kol were all older, then Henrik was younger."

"You don't have to tell me what happened," Dean assured her, not wanting her to be uncomfortable but she just shook her head.

"It's fine," Rebekah said, especially since he had talked so much about his mother. "The vampires in Mystic Falls, the ones that caught your sister's attention before we showed up, they're the ones that killed Finn and Kol."

"So, Mads wasn't kidding," Dean said, recalling how Madison had said that Elijah and Klaus knew she was a hunter because the vampires she had been going after killed their brothers; Rebekah nodded. "What about your younger brother?"

"He passed away when we were still human," Rebekah continued. "Werewolf attack." She sighed. "His death was what made my mother want to turn us into vampires."

"Your mom was a witch?" Dean confirmed and Rebekah nodded, remembering the demon from the exorcism taunting Klaus with that; as a result, the baby would be one too. "Sounds like an ok witch to me," Dean said lightly as it was pretty well known around the house that he hated witches. "She did that because she loved you so much." Rebekah nodded.

"Until she realized what she made," Rebekah said. "Then she and my father spent the rest of their lives trying to kill us."

"I'm sorry," Dean said, after really being at a loss for words; she just nodded appreciatively. "Well, hey, if it makes you feel better I'm sure there's a special place in hell for people that hurt their kids."

"There really is a hell?" Rebekah asked curiously and he nodded.

"Exorcised demons gotta go somewhere," he said lightly, looking over and catching her smiling. "Ya know, most people aren't grinning when they find out hell's a real place," he teased her and she laughed a little.

"It's just that, if there's a hell, then there's a heaven too. Right?" Rebekah asked and he held a skeptical look on his face. "What?"

"Heaven and angels?" Dean asked back, then motioned to her. "You're, what, a thousand? Have you ever seen evidence of them? Because I haven't."

"No," Rebekah said simply. "But, I've never dealt with demons before either, or psychics, or any of this." Dean continued to look unsure. "Where do you think your mother is?" she asked, then shrugged. "I like to think that's where Henrik is."

"I guess I like thinking that too," Dean agreed and she smiled.


"So, whatcha doing?" Madison was smirking on the other end of the line, having called her brother. With Sam and Klaus out that afternoon before planning on going to find Davina that night, she was insanely bored at the house. She had called Dean who had just pulled off at a motel so he and Rebekah could change. He was ready while she was still in the bathroom, fussing over her look.

"Waiting on Rebekah," Dean said simply, not in the mood for her teasing.

"You score yet?" Madison asked and Dean rolled his eyes.

"Could you be less of a lady?" Dean asked her skeptically and she rolled her eyes now.

"I lived on the road with two brothers," Madison said defensively. "This is as lady like as it gets."

"Yeah, yeah," Dean mumbled. "Excuses."

"Bite me," Madison said back, then smirked. "Or, you could bite-"

"God Mads," Dean cut her off, complaining.

"Is it really so crazy that you're into her?" Madison asked skeptically. "She's pretty, she's smart, she's your new hunting buddy." She paused. "Besides, when was the last time you got laid?"

"I'm not answering that," Dean informed her.

"Why not?" Madison asked in annoyance. "I bet you'd tell Sam."

"Sam's my brother," Dean argued, still sitting on the bed as he waited for Rebekah to come out. "Not my little sister." He could practically see her about to say something and he immediately cut her off. "And I swear to God Mads if you try telling me the last time you 'got laid,' I'm going to kill myself."

"Drama queen," Madison accused. "But, hey, if you're gonna do that might as well get some last night on earth sex from-"

"Goodbye Madison," Dean told her.

"And it was last night!" he heard her shouting as he hung up the phone.

"What was last night?" Rebekah asked, coming out of the bathroom now and catching the last part of the phone conversation.

"You don't want to know," Dean shuddered, then looked her over. She was wearing one of Madison's black pencil skirts and a blazer to match with a pale pink blouse underneath. "You look nice," he offered.

"I look awful," Rebekah complained. "I don't like these clothes."

"I thought you liked getting dressed up," Dean commented, adjusting his tie.

"In fun party clothes," Rebekah argued. "Not...looking like a librarian."

"Well, you're a professional," Dean told her now, grabbing his keys. "And, trust me, I've never seen a librarian look like that." As he said this, Rebekah blushed, following him out to the car. "I probably would have done better in school," he continued.

"I get it," Rebekah laughed. "Thank you." He smiled at her, stopping in front of the car.

"Do you know your cover?" Dean asked and she nodded.

"Rebekah Page, of Page and Associates," Rebekah said, knowing they were pretending to be lawyers. She hadn't understood at first why they needed to change their names but Dean explained why they always used fake names on cases, especially this one where they might know the family's names already.

"We're representing his great aunt on his mother's side because she's passed away and left him everything," she continued.

"That gets us invited in," Dean nodded as they got into the car, knowing getting invited into places was going to be a problem for Rebekah. "Then?"

"Then, I ask to use the restroom," Rebekah went on. "And I look for anything connecting him to your sister." She paused. "You're sure he has something of hers?"

"For him to be this far away and messing with her, I think so," Dean nodded as he was driving them over to the apartment. "Then?"

"Then, we kill him for messing with our family," Rebekah finished.

"Good," Dean nodded in agreement, both of them getting into the car now.


Dean was really proud of Rebekah as everything had been going smoothly during their case. They got to Andrew Gallagher's apartment and Rebekah lied to him about the reason they were there with ease, getting them invited in right away. Andrew was a little confused about which aunt, but Dean managed to cover on the spot with she had been related through marriage and there was a falling out. Around that time, Rebekah excused herself to the bathroom.

Slipping down the hall, she passed by the bathroom and walked into the first bedroom that she saw. Looking around, nothing really seemed out of the ordinary, not that she really knew what she was supposed to be looking for. After glancing around the room once for anything that stood out, she set out for more in depth snooping, looking through the drawers of the dresser first. Finding nothing there, she turned to the bed and noticed something on the bedside table. Picking up the frame right away, she sped back out into the living room faster than she actually meant to.

"Whoa!" Andrew jumped, looking between her and Dean. "How the hell did she do that?"

"There goes the cover Beks," Dean said sarcastically.

"There goes his too," Rebekah said, handing Dean the picture frame.

"My cover?" Andrew asked in complete confusion. "What the hell are you-"

"We know about the mind control," Dean started off and Andrew groaned.

"God, I knew they were going to figure it out," Andrew complained. "I told Ansem the landlord would-"

"Landlord?" Dean stopped him, giving a confused glance to Rebekah. "You do this to get out of paying rent?"

"And parking tickets," Andrew confessed. "Going to work, jury duty, you name it."

"That's all?" Rebekah asked now and Andrew sighed.

"Ok, I might have gotten one girl to go out with me but that was all I-"

"Ew," Rebekah stopped him, looking disgusted.

"What about this girl?" Dean asked, showing Andrew the frame. The picture Rebekah had pulled from the bedroom held a picture of Maddie in it; it was taken when she was out in the French Quarter while she was laughing about something. This must of been how her mind was being messed with, through them having a picture of her.

"Her?" Andrew asked in surprise. "No, no, I've never met her. That's Ansem's girlfriend." Dean and Rebekah exchanged a look again.

"Who's Ansem?" Rebekah asked curiously.

"My twin brother," Andrew informed them. "He has this psychic thing too, that's how he found me, we were separated when we were born." He paused. "And all that rent stuff was his idea."

"Uh huh," Dean nodded, taking the picture out of the frame to find that it was folded in half to hide who was holding Madison's hand. Klaus was in the picture as well, which allowed them to also mess with Klaus's dreams. "Thing is, this isn't your brother's girlfriend, this is my baby sister."

"That doesn't mean-" Andrew started.

"We don't have time for this," Dean cut him off, not ready for the big long I don't believe you, you're crazy speech. "My sister isn't with your brother, she's with hers," he pointed at Rebekah, then showed the picture to show that Klaus was also in it. "Your brother has been using his mind control game to mess with the two of them, so we need to know where he is."

"I'm not going to tell you where he is just so you can-" Andrew was cut off mid sentence as he dropped over, with Rebekah standing over him as she had just sped over and snapped his neck. She was pretty pleased with herself, but she could tell by Dean's face he was less than happy, though he was more frustrated than angry.

"What?" Rebekah asked right away.

"I've got to teach you more about when it's ok to shoot first and ask questions later," Dean said, trying not to seem mad at her but he couldn't believe she just did that.

"I didn't shoot him," Rebekah said in confusion.

"And Andrew didn't do anything," Dean reminded her and she rolled her eyes.

"No, he just wasn't telling us where his brother who was doing something is," Rebekah pointed out. "Plus, it was just a matter of time before he used his mind control to make us leave or worse, get me to hurt you."

"What makes you think you'd be the one hurting me?" Dean asked.

"You can't really hurt me," Rebekah reminded him with a smile. They heard someone coming into the apartment now. Looking over, they could both assume that it was Ansem because as soon as he saw them he took off running, recognizing them from dreams he got from the yellow eyed demon. Dean didn't even get a chance to move before Rebekah already sped out of the apartment after Ansem, killing him before Dean even got to the stairs.


Dean and Rebekah were quiet for most of the way home after getting rid of the evidence from Andrew and Ansem. Rebekah knew Dean wasn't crazy about how she reacted, but she figured she had made her point with the twins being able to use their mind control on them. After all, if they were able to mess with Klaus's dreams they would also be able to control Rebekah's thoughts.

"You did good today Beks," Dean told her as they were pulling into the driveway of the plantation house.

"You think so?" Rebekah asked and he nodded.

"There's a few things we could work on," he teased her with a smile. "But, you're welcome to come out with me again and work on those things."

"I'd love that," Rebekah smiled back as he parked the car, getting out now. She got out quickly to say something before he went inside. "Dean."

"Yeah?" Dean asked, turning back to her and she froze.

"I'm glad you and Sam decided to stay," Rebekah offered.

"Me too," Dean agreed before going into the house now.

thanks so much for reading! :) i really hope you liked it! if we're being honest, this chapter was a lot harder for me to get through i think just because it was dean and rebekah and not about everyone else/maddie and klaus (not that i don't love writing a growing relationship between these 2! i just don't think i'll have another chapter focusing on it...) anyway, please let me know what you thought and thanks for being patient while i work through some stuff :)