Okay so its very short and I know its been a while, but you guys have no idea how hard it was to find time just to write this chapter and the one for my becca Winchester story. The only good part of my day was buying season on today on DVD. Even though I haven't been able to watch it I am still thrilled to have it. Also a friend of mine was telling me she thinks the first episode of the second season might be shown on the internet early. Just putting that out there. I'm sure it'll make you just as happy as it makes me! As always, I hope you like it.
"Hey Becca Anne." Dean Winchester said when his little sister walked through the front door.
"Hey." She said quietly. "Is Dad home?"
"Not yet. Why?"
The teen looked around as if to make sure their father really wasn't there and then said "I'm in SO much trouble Dean."
"Why's that?' Her big brother asked.
"Okay so I was at school and... Wait. First you gotta promise not to tell Dad!"
"I wont! Just tell me!" He said, becoming slightly worried.
"Okay so I was in school and I went to the locker room and I was in there by myself," she began. "And then all of a sudden Jane Dewit and Tasha Jameson come with all of their friends and they're like yelling at each other. And it was so overly dramatic and ridiculous I could hardly stand it. And then Jane hit Tasha and everyone started hitting each other and..."
"And what Becca?"
She sighed. "And Ms. Carver came in and went ballistic and said everyone in there had detention. And then she sent everybody , even me, home with a note to their parents. So know I have this note and I wasn't supposed to read it but, yeah right, I was gonna do that. It basically says they want Dad to come in and have a meeting so they can discuss my behavior."
"Damn." Dean said. "You ARE in so much trouble."
"I know." She said and sat next to him. "I mean Dad just said no making trouble in school since we might be here for a while. And even if he does believe that I wasn't apart of it, he'll probably be pissed that was there and that I have to stay after school for the next to days. I'm grounded for sure if not worse. Which is stupid because isn't detention supposed to be the punishment."
"That sucks." He said. "If it helps I can totally relate. I mean I wasn't the model student either and I got chewed out a ton from Dad when I was your age. But at least you'll have some back up in the form of a handsome big brother when he does get on you about this."
"Yeah." Becca thought for a second. "Or maybe my handsome big brother can do that forge thing he does so well."
"Nope."
"But Dean, you just said you could relate. Dad's gonna kill me and I didn't even do anything wrong. All you have to do is send a not that says Dad's busy and can't make it and this whole thing disappears."
Dean rolled his eyes. "And when Dad finds out…"
"He won't! I'll make it back here from detention before he comes home and by the time anything'll even look suspicious to the school we'll be out of this stupid town anyway." She looked up at him as desperately as possible. "Please Dean. It's not even about the punishment. I don't think Dad would spank me for this. And if you want I'll even do the extra training and chores he might order. I just can't take him being… I promised no more trouble in school Dean. I gave him my word."
Dean wasn't lying when he said he could relate. Their father had given him the disappointed treatment many times and it never felt good. With just one look, he could make you feel so small- so inadequate. He wanted to save his baby sister from that look alone. He was torn between being a good son/soldier to for his father and being a good big brother/protector for his little sister. "Alright." He finally said.
"Really!" She said. "Oh my God! You're the best! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"
"Just give me the note. But so help me if you get caught, you're on your own." They both knew it wasn't true. He could say he'd leave her on her own a million times, but nothing could ever be further from the truth.