In the kitchen Bobby found Sam sitting at the table eating a plate of slightly burn scrambled eggs, crisp bacon, apple slices and a glass of milk. Dean was sitting on the counter sipping at a glass of water.
"Not hungry?" Bobby asked feeling very tired sudden.
"Not really." Dean said.
"Sorry I didn't make breakfast. How about you pick lunch okay?" Bobby said with a forced smile.
"Sure uncle Bobby." Sam said with a big bright smile but Bobby noticed his eyes were red rimmed and the smile was a bit forced. "It's okay anyway. This is great. Dean can cook really good."
'He's had practice.' Bobby thought bitterly while forcing a smile "I'm sure he is."
Dean winced, his back was hurting a throbbing ache on the left side of his lower back. He took a bigger gulp of his water. He'd felt worse.
"You okay kid?" Bobby asked a frown and wrinkled brow showing his concern.
Dean hopped off the counter and smiled at the man he thought of as a father.
"Yes sir."
"You telling me lies?"
"No, but I dout we have the same standard of okay." Dean replied truthfully. "I'll be in the yard if anyone needs me."
With that Dean finished his water, put the cup in the sink and walked to the kitchen door.
"I think you should paint some Devil's traps at these doors Bobby." Dean said turning back.
"What's a Devil's trap?" John asked walking into the kitchen earning a glare from Bobby.
"A Demon trap. They step in one of those and their stuck good until something brakes it." Dean frown trying to remember which book that trap was in but then remembered Bobby just didn't have it yet. "I'll paint it when I come back."
With that Dean was out in the sun light walking to his best girl.
"Hey darling." He said and ran his hand over her hood. Pretty and prime just as she should be. It made him happy. The car was almost like a piece of him and she was still pristine. And she was something he could always make that way again he'd done it enough times to know.
Dean popped the Impala's hood and checked the fluids. Then decided he'd change the oil. Which led to a tune up. That's what he was doing a while later when John came out looking for him.
John's face was sporting a bruise and he looked uncomfortable.
"Dean what are you doing?"
Tuning up my girl."
"You should have waited for me. You could mess something up or hurt yourself." John said sternly.
Dean rolled out from under the car and gave his father the 'LOOK'.
"I can remember rebuilding this car from twisted frame. I know every nut and tube in this car."
John winced.
"I thought you only knew the monster stuff." John said uncomfortably.
"No I.. I don't know everything that would have happened. I couldn't tell you what I had for breakfast three years from now or who wins the next Superbowl but I know a lot of it. Stuff I don't want to know a very little that is nice knowing I guess." Dean shrugged.
"I didn't do very good by you did I?" John asked then let out a self-depraving laugh. "I'm still not."
"You.. Well not really but you tried when it came down to it. And you have the chance now to do right."
"Oh hows that? Because I love you and your brother but there really is no way I can give up hunting right now. Not with what's out there. Not with HIM still out there. Help me out here Dean I really don't know what I should do here. I need you guys to be ready for this thing if I die. I can't not train you. That would.. If you or Sam were killed because I stacked."
"Stop." Dean said shaking his head. John was justifying again. "I never said you were to stop hunting. Have you forgotten what my job now is? I have to stop a lot from happening and I had planned on you helping me. I could with out your help but that would really suck. Now listen stop telling yourself your right or wrong and let me tell you what I've learned. I do not know all. And thank the lord I don't because what I do is already too much. What I do know is what your trying to do is right but your doing it wrong."
"How you figure I should do it then?" John just sounded tired now.
"First off Sam needs to stay here. With Bobby. He needs to stay in one place. But he needs to be safe and still be trained. This will do that. We can come here between hunts and missions. You can still run off and have your fun but this way Sam and I will be safe and we won't have to stretch our money when you're gone longer then planned." John blushed at this and looked really uncomfortable because he suddenly knew Dean knew at least some of his personal secrets if not all of them.
"I don't think it's safe-"
"Sam is staying here." Dean cut him off.
"And Bobby has no say in this?" John asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Bobby will agree. He will be relieved and only upset I won't be staying too. Bobby loves us."
"I love you too Dean."
"Then let Sam stay here and stop fighting me on this."
"Fine."
