Reunion
By
Ava Brett
Disclaimer
Characters which belong to Eric Kripke the creator of Supernatural who feature in this chapter are:
John Winchester, Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Sheriff Pierce, Constance Welch
Character who belong to me Ava Brett who are featured in this chapter are:
Tansy Winchester, James Winchester, Policeman Higgins, Aaron, Abbie and Caitlin (I don't want to give their surnames away yet)
Please do not use any of my characters without first asking my permission.
As usual I am merely using these characters for my own entertainment purposes and I make no money from this at all. It's all for fun
Author Note
Here's the next chapter for you.
I always enjoy writing scenes between Dean and Tansy just because I get to drop little hints about what they were both doing when John was off doing his own thing and Sam was at Stanford because trust me when I say that they were both extremely busy! It be book number two which will begin to reveal things a great deal more.
I also like writing the love between them because its always there, they just haven't really been able to show it because there's always someone there watching…
Anyway please enjoy
Overall Summary
When Sam Winchester left for Stanford University to study law it never occurred to him that life for his brother Dean would go on without him, now his brother is back, needing help to locate their missing father but he isn't alone. Sam needs to figure out where he stands now and decide once and for all if he's a Winchester or not.
Chapter Summary
Look we can do this the easy way or the hard way, it's up to you…
Overall Romances
Dean Winchester/Tansy Winchester (OFC), Sam Winchester/Jessica Moore and Troy Squire/Amy Hein
Romance for this chapter
Dean Winchester / Tansy Winchester
Chapter Twenty one
1st November 2005
11:30 AM
Interview number three
Jericho Police Station
Jericho
California
Dean Winchester's Point of view
"Look we can keep going over this same thing over and over again but my answer to you is still exactly the same as it was two hours ago. This-" Dean remarked, tapping his finger against the page with the coordinates written on it "is my high school locker combination, that's it I'm afraid" he stated, crossing his arms and resting them on the surface of the table as he glanced to the side of him, a bored look planted on his face.
The Sheriff had eventually given in and taken the free seat next to him once he realised that him perched over Dean, watching him wasn't having the desired effect he wanted from him. He had then proceeded to question him about the page over and over again, each time phrasing his question slightly differently as though he was hoping that the slight change would be enough to make him slip up and reveal something which he didn't want to. Dean almost felt sorry for him, clearly the Sheriff was used to dealing with low life scum who dealt mainly in petty theft and jaywalking. His methods probably worked fine on them but he clearly had never been faced with someone like Dean before.
"Why would you write your locker combo in this particular journal?" the Sheriff demanded, picking up the book from the table and flicking through the pages, his gaze fixed on Dean. "Look at the rest of this mumbo jumbo which is in it, your explanation makes no sense, if it was a locker combination why write your own name above it? Surely you would have known what the hell it was when you wrote it." Dean shrugged his shoulder.
"I needed paper and the journal happened to be near by. Strangely enough journals tend to have paper hence why I used it. As for the name, well I would hardly want someone ripping the page out thinking it was nothing now would I? That would hardly help me remember what it was." Dean remarked watching as the Sheriff sighed, lifting his eyes to the ceiling as though he was praying for some heavenly intervention to help him out. The room was chilled, no doubt an attempt to put him on edge, but he found it relaxing. Dean had always preferred cold weather to warm anyway, unlike Sam who was the complete opposite to him. He glanced at the sheriff's sweaty face and raised an eyebrow as he waited for the man to say something to him.
"Are we really going to be playing this game all night Dean?" The Sheriff asked "Because I can hold you for seventy two hours without charging you. I'll keep you on this chair all damn night if that what it takes" he snapped. Dean shrugged again.
"Go ahead" he said calmly, "It's not like I have anywhere I need to be Sheriff Pierce"
"Dean I-"Sheriff Pierce began, his eyes narrowing at Dean who merely looked back thoughtfully. The arrival of a Deputy at the door attracted both of their attention.
"Sheriff, we just got a call through from a distressed citizen, apparently there's been gun shots fired over at Whitford Road, first response are already on their way but they might require back up from us" The Sheriff nodded looking towards Dean and searching his face carefully before he spoke.
"Do you need to use the bathroom?" he demanded. Dean blinked, his eyes flickering away from him as he tried to figure out where the sudden change in conversation had come from.
"Nope I don't need a piss" he replied.
"Well that's good, the last thing I would want is for you to piss yourself boy" The sheriff remarked climbing to his feet and pulling his handcuffs off of his belt. He moved round the back of Dean, grabbing his wrist and fitting the metal bracelet around it, closing it tight before he attached the second bracelet to a handle on a locked drawer on the desk. "You sit tight here until I returned and maybe when I do eventually remember to come and check on you, you'll be more willing to talk to me" he commented, straightening and heading to the door. He glanced back once more at Dean with a triumphant smile before he exited the room, barking orders at his Deputies as he closed the door behind him.
Dean shook his head in pity before he glanced down at the handcuff now encircling his wrist, he pulled at it lightly but it was pretty clear that it wasn't going to break off of him. He sighed, breathing out as he leaned back against his chair, his eyes dropping to his Dad's journal. A glint caught his eyes causing a small smile to come to his mouth as he reached out and plucked the paperclip from the journal.
Clearly small town cops really were as stupid as all the TV shows made them out to be.
He opened the paperclip up and inserted it into the lock, moving it around as he slowly began picking it. His mind drifted back to what the Deputy had said. Shot fired on Whitford Road. Whitford Road which he knew from the map they had looked at the night before was all the way out of town in the opposite direction from the Sylvania Bridge. Clearly his wife had grown tired of their separation and decided to do something about it, the whole thing had Tansy's name written all over it, right down to the call from the distressed citizen. Something which he knew from experience she had down to a fine art.
"There we go" he muttered to him self when the sound of a click broke the silence in the room. Dean reached down and pulled the handcuff off of him, leaving it dangling as he came to his feet, rubbing at his wrist absently before he stretched out his muscles.
It was time to get the hell out of there.
He picked up his Dad's journal and shoved it in the waistband of his jeans, covering it with his shirt before he headed to the door, keeping to the side of it as he peered through the window, ducking back instantly when he noticed there were still one or two Deputies left in the station who were preparing to leave. His wife would be pissed off if he fucked up after all the effort she had gone through to give him an empty police station to work with.
He breathed out quietly glancing around the room to see if there was anything worth taking from there but there was nothing. He glanced back out the window smiling when he saw that the room was now completely empty of personnel. They hadn't even bothered to leave one member of staff behind to man the station from what he could see.
He slowly opened the door, closing it silently behind him before he glanced around him. Still empty. He headed down the corridor towards the back exit which he had noticed when they had brought him in.
"Freeze!" Dean stopped, closing his eyes briefly. "Hands where I can see them" he pulled a face, putting his hands slowly up in the air. "Now turn, nice and quiet like, I don't want any funny business from you" Dean slowly turned to see himself faced with a young man dressed in a police uniform. He looked no older then Sam and although the hand holding the gun was steady there was a look in his eyes which told Dean that this was the first time the man had held a gun pointing at someone.
"Hi" Dean said "I was just looking for the bathroom, could you point me in the right direction to it?" the policeman frowned slightly, his gaze flickering down to take Dean in before they met his again and hardened.
"Bullshit" he said "You're the man that was brought in for questioning earlier in line with the disappearances, you're meant to be in interview room three. The Sheriff told me about you, he told me to keep an eye on you."
"Did he now" Dean remarked, still holding his hands in the air. "Well that's nice of him to care so much."
"The Sheriff is a great man" the policeman stated stubbornly. Dean's eyes flickered to the man's name badge before he looked back up at him, meeting his eyes with a steady look.
"I'm sure he is Police Officer Higgins and I'm sure you're a good guy as well but this is how it's going to be. I'm leaving now, I've places to go and people who I want to see a whole lot more then I want to see you so we can do this the easy way or we can do this the hard way. The easy way is you lowering that gun, I'll then lower my hands, we both turn away from each other and we both pretend that we never saw each other right now and I had simply disappeared when you went to check on me, you had no idea how or when I did it."
"That's not going to happen" Policeman Higgins stated, his eyes narrowing.
"Of course it isn't" Dean replied "You guys never take the easy way out which means it's the hard way just like normal."
"I'm the one holding the gun here" the man snapped "All that's gonna happen is you are gonna walk right back into that interview room, sit back in that chair and I'm gonna lock you in until the Sheriff returns. How's that for an easy plan."
"Yeah, I think I prefer mine more" Dean said, his eyes flickering to the clock. "You know what I find most interesting about new cops on the force?" he asked watching as the man frowned but remained silent. "They never teach them the basics at the academy, things such as this-"
Dean moved, reaching forward and grasping the gun, twisting into the man before he could react. He elbowed him hard in the gut, winding him and quickly wrestled the gun out of his grip and kicked his feet out from under him sending him sprawling to the floor. He stepped back holding the gun at the man who stared up at him, his eyes wide as he stayed motionless, one arm covering his stomach protectively. "It's nothing personal you see Higgins; I've just got something to do. For future reference, next time don't stand so close to the guy you've got a gun pointed at because it makes it easier to take it from you. The next guy who does it, isn't going to be me; they'll probably kill you instead"
"Instead of what?" Higgins demanded.
"This" Dean said punching Higgins hard round the face. The man dropped like a rock, out cold. Shaking his head, Dean kicked him lightly to make sure he was out before moved around him, bending down and lifting him up from under the arms, dragging him across the floor and dumping him interview room three. He quickly took the man's gun belt off, stuffing the gun back in it before he patted him down, taking the keys and glancing down at them, luckily for him Policeman Higgins labelled his keys. He glanced once more at the man. "As I said no hard feelings, I just can't have you getting in the way" he commented to the unconscious man.
He locked the door after him and hurried towards the exit, holding the gun belt in his hand. This time he wasn't stopped as he exited through the fire door. He lifted his face to the sky, taking a deep breathe and took a second to enjoy the sun on his skin before he moved to the edge of the building. Climbing down the fire exit he jumped to the ground. He walked down the alley way, pulling the journal from his waistband and replacing it with the gun before he threw the belt into the dumpster to the side of him.
He stopped at the end of the alley way and glanced around him casually. His eyes focusing on the red car parked across from the station on the other side of the street. A smile came to his face as he quickly jogged over to it, moving round the back and slipped in the passenger seat, turning and grinning at Tansy.
"Miss me much?" he demanded raising his eyebrows at her. Tansy rolled her eyes and glanced at her watch.
"What took you so long exactly?" she asked curiously "I was beginning to think you wouldn't make it out of there before they all came back" Dean snorted.
"Please Tans, this is me we're talking about" he said. "I just ran into a lone policeman who I had to take care of first that's all" he remarked pulling the gun out and placing it in the glove compartment, he turned back to her. "You didn't answer my question you know."
Tansy reacted, twisting in her seat so she could grab the back of his neck, pulling him to her as she pressed her lips against his in a fervent kiss, Dean reacted reaching up and framing her face in his hands, his tongue moving lightly against her lower lip until her mouth opened allowing him entry. She moaned lightly, her fingers flexing against his skin before she moved back. Her face flushed as she stared at him.
"As much as I'd like to continue, we're kinda sitting outside the police station you've just broken out of. It might be an idea to get the hell out of here and continue that later on."
"Yeah good idea" Dean remarked watching as she turned the key in the ignition and hit her indicator, easing them onto the main road traffic.
Dean glanced back, his eyes softening when he saw James fast asleep in his car seat, his hand wrapped tightly around his blue elephant.
"Has he been asleep long?" he asked Tansy, who glanced at him briefly before focusing back on the road. Traffic was surprisingly heavy considering the time it was.
"Ten minutes or so" she stated "I'm hoping he'll sleep through until this is over with."
"Okay" Dean said "Fill me in, what's happened while I've been gone?" he demanded curiously.
"Well you might like to know that it was the owner of the motel who turned you into the police" she reported. "Apparently they came round this morning asking if anyone suspicious had turned up and he sent them straight over to you."
"Typical" he sighed shaking his head "And where exactly is Sam?" he asked.
"He's safe" she assured him. "He got to the diner earlier so I sent him to go and speak to Joseph Welch. I thought it would be best if he spent most of the day out of town. They saw him with you yesterday so they would have been looking for him as well."
"What did you do while he did that? Has he finished it?" Tansy nodded.
"He rang me a short time ago telling me he had just finished up. I dealt with your side of things while he did that. I spoke to Aaron just in case you weren't able to break out so he could be on standby to get his ass down here if need be. He wasn't best pleased when he heard that they were holding you but this is Aaron we're talking about; he always gets pissed when one of us is held by any form of law enforcement. I got through to Abbie as well, she's arranging for the Jericho police station to have a little computer virus implanted into their network which will delete all records to do with you from their systems. It will be like you were never there, very handy if you knocked out a policeman again"
"That wasn't my fault. I gave him the easy option first" Tansy snorted rolling her eyes.
"You know they never go for the easy option" she retorted.
"Yeah but at least I can say I gave them a chance" he replied with a wink, leaning over and kissing her on the temple.
"I guess you can" she replied flashing him an amused look.
"My favourite part was hearing about the distressed civilian phone call they received, the Deputy really brought into it Tans, if you ever stop hunting maybe you could go into voice acting. Clearly you've missed your calling in life" he commented, leaning back in his chair, keeping his gaze on her.
"I'll have you know that I was highly distressed" she pointed out, a small smile coming to her mouth "They took my husband away from me for no reason which meant that we missed having breakfast together. Of course I was pissed off." She stated, her hands tightening on the steering wheels until they went white. A serious expression coming to her face "You know I don't like it when they take you from me" she said quietly, reaching up and hooking a black curl behind her ear. She coughed "Did you at least manage to learn something from them while you were there?" she asked, changing the subject. Dean watched her for a second before he let it go.
"Tansy" Dean said softly waiting until she glanced over before he held up the journal. She stared at it, her eyes widening before they flickering up to meet his. "They had this in their possession."
Tansy hit the indicator pulling into a free space at the side of the road and hit her hazard lights. Her mouth parting as she stared at the journal.
"That's John's journal Dean, he never goes anywhere without that thing" she stated.
"I know but he left it behind this time. I think he left it for me, there's a page in there with my name and some coordinates."
"Coordinates to where though Dean?" she asked shaking her head as she pulled out of the space and began driving again "To him?"
"I've no idea, maybe" Dean remarked, sighing before he glanced around him, a frown coming to his face. "Where exactly are we heading to and why the hell are we in this crap mobile, where's my baby gone?" he demanded looking at her and catching the small smile which came to his wife's face.
"Your baby is fast asleep in the back seat" she said.
"I meant my other baby" Dean said rolling his eyes at her.
"I gave the keys to her to Sam so he could get to Joseph's house. I know you don't like anyone other then you or me driving it but it made sense. He's your brother and beside they probably already knew you drove the impala so I figured she was better out of the way with Sam. If I had driven it then it would have alerted them to me and I couldn't have that, not when there was James to consider." Dean nodded "As for where we are heading, we're off to Brackenbridge Road where the Welch's lived before Constance died. Sam is on his way to meet us there as we speak."
"What about James, we can't bring him in with us" Dean stated, Tansy shot him an annoyed look.
"I'm dropping you off Dean and then I'm going to watch over him. I won't let her get our baby and besides she's a woman in white. She's not interested in babies or women. She's only interested in men. Me and James will be fine because she'll ignore us like we're not there because to her we aren't there. You know me love, I'd never put James in any risk."
Dean breathed out noisily before he nodded.
"I know" he said quietly.
"Good" she replied, reaching out and tangling their hands together for a moment, Dean lifted it to his mouth, kissing her knuckle, giving it a light squeeze before she took her hand back placing it on the steering wheel again.
"I'm going to need to borrow your mobile to make a call" he said. Tansy glanced at him.
"Didn't you manage to get them both back?" she demanded, sighing when Dean shook his head. "Caitlin is going to kill you" she remarked. "This means she going to have to scramble both phones and you know that takes time. Not to mention that she's now going to have to send you a new one" she shook her head before sighing "It's in my jean pocket" she said, smiling at the look that came to his face as he reached over and slowly worked it out from her jeans, stealing a quick kiss as he did.
"See this is one of the reasons I love you so much" he said flipping her phone open and glancing at her. "Let's just hope Sam is nearly there so we can gank this bitch once and for all."
Author Note
Thanks for taking the time to read!