Chapter 8: Snooping

"Reece! Lets go, were going to be late!" yelled Hailey from the doorway

Reece came running down the hall. She had gotten dressed in a pair of capris, a camisole with a light, cropped sweater over, and a trucker hat. Dean watched as she pulled on sneakers and grabbed her book bag. She darted out the door before her mother. Hailey smiled and shook her head.

"Very energetic," he said

"Yeah, bye," she said and went out the door after her daughter

Dean smiled to himself and got up. "Sammy!"

Soon Sam came stumbling down the hall. Dean smiled and motioned him into to the kitchen.

"What do you want?" he asked lazily

"We need to dig around for vampire nests around here."

Sam groaned and dropped into a chair. Dean placed a mug in front of him and went for the laptop.

"Smells good," Sam said and took a sip. He slammed the cup down and made a face, "What the hell is this Dean!"

"Something called tea, I drank all the coffee," Dean answered with a grin

Sam glared at him and placed the mug in the sink. "Jerk."

"Bitch," Dean retorted as he hooked up the computer, "Now, get your ass over here so we can look some shit up."

"You can do it by yourself. I'm going out to Starbucks," said Sam and grabbed the car keys

It was when he saw Dean stifling a laugh while looking at Sam he looked down at himself. He was only wearing boxers and a white tee. He slammed the keys down.

"Shut up," Sam threatened while pointing to Dean

"I'm not saying anything!"

"But you know you want to."

Sam walked back down the hall leaving Dean to stare after him laughing.

"Jerk," Sam muttered and pulled on a pair of pants

He noticed a book sticking out of one of the drawers. Curiosity took over him and he pulled out the book. There was nothing on the cover but pink the circle designs. He opened it. On the first page there was a picture of a younger Reece next to her mother sitting in a diner and laughing. Underneath said "Mom and I at the diner on her 21 birthday". She was seven. Sam smiled to himself and turned the page.

"Hmm, snooping around Sammy?" asked Dean from the doorway causing Sam to jump and almost drop the book

"It was just there. Anyways, I found a little scrapbook I think," he said and stared back down at the page

Sam's smile turned to a frown. Dean walked over to him and looked over his shoulder. On the page was a picture of Hailey but it was obvious that a part of the picture had been cut out. There was an arm around the young Hailey's shoulders. An arrow was pointing to it and said "My dad?" Dean frowned and took the book.

"That wasn't me," he muttered and turned the page

"Hey let me see," said Sam and took it back. He read, "Mom finally gave me a clue about my father, she said he was a complete ass, LOL. Maybe it was best that she didn't tell me that. Anyway, she's going on a hunt tonight and said I couldn't come! This is so not fair. I've been training since I was like five! She said I wasn't ready or old enough to go. Again, so not fair."

Dean scowled, "I'm not a complete ass! Let me see that."

Sam lifted his arm so that Dean wouldn't get it, "Let's see what's next. Ah, here we go, "Today mom said I have Dad's eyes. I always wonder where he is, or what he's doing or what does he look like. I always imagine him as the best Dad in the world; it's the only thing that keeps me from going crazy. Sometimes I cry myself to sleep when I face the facts that if he was a great father he would be here right now. He would've made at least some kind of appearance good or bad. Like, sometimes I just wish that he could lull me to sleep after my nightmares or help me with homework."

The room had suddenly gone quiet and Dean lowered himself to the bed. Sam looked down at him and closed the book deciding that it would be best if they didn't read further. Sam sighed.

"You're here now," Sam said quietly and placed the book in its place

Dean nodded and got up walking out of the room. Sam sighed again and plopped down on the bed, burying his head in his hands. He felt bad for his brother. Dean felt bad enough and the book made it worse. Sam just wanted to hug his brother, comfort him but he knew Dean would only push him away.

"Sammy! Are you reading that with out me!" yelled Dean from the other room

"No! I'll be right there!"

"Hurry your ass up!"

Sam grinned and got off the bed. He walked back into the living room where Dean was typing something in the search bar. He pulled up a chair and sat. Dean pushed the chair a foot away from him. Sam frowned at him.

"Too close dude," Dean said with no trace of emotion

Sam grinned, "How the hell am I supposed to see it?"

"I'll read it to you."

Sam laughed and shoved Dean out of the way. He took Dean's seat and looked at the computer. Dean looked at him shocked at first but then laughed and sat on the couch.

"So, let's see. There is a run down school, run down restaurant, and a run down theme park. Which one should we check out first?"

"Um, how about the restaurant?"

"You're just saying that because it had food."

"Had food Sam, why do you insist that I am a fat ass?"

Sam laughed again, "Forget it, why the restaurant?"

"The school: don't think so, and the theme park: too obvious."

They heard the doorbell ring and Dean got up. He opened the door to reveal a man dressed in jeans and a button up plaid shirt. He had short sandy blonde hair and blue eyes.

"Can I help you?" Dean asked

"Uh, is Hailey home?"

"Who are you?"

"Drew, my name is Drew Peterson. Who are you?"

"Dean, Dean Winchester," Dean said and reached out his hand

Drew took it in a strong grip and shook it. Dean licked his lips nervously.

"Hailey is working right now."

"Oh, she said she was taking off today."

Dean raised an eyebrow. "Oh, well I'll tell her you stopped by."

"Ok, um, yeah. Thanks, bye," Drew said turning around and walked off

He got into a Fusion and drove down the road. My cars prettier he thought bitterly. He shut the door and turned around.

"Who was it?" Sam asked from the table

"A guy named Drew."

"Hmmm, Hail's boyfriend?"

"Shut up," Dean said and sat on the couch again

Sam looked at him mouth wide open, "You like her don't you?"

"Of course not," he said instantly

"Denial," Sam sang pointing at him

"Do you want me to kick your ass?"

Sam shut his mouth and turned back to the computer. Later on Hailey and Reece walked through the door. Reece dropped her back pack by the door tiredly and plopped down on the couch. Sam looked at her smiling.

"Bad day at school?" he asked

"Yep."

"What you do?"

"Melt my brain away!"

"You sound like Dean," he laughed

"Whatever," she said and stood up

She stretched and walked down the hall. Dean sat in the place she had and Hailey sat across from him. She leaned forward in her seat.

"So what you do today?" she asked

"Melt my brain away!" he answered

Sam looked at him mouth open and then started laughing. They both looked at him with raised eyebrows. He coughed and turned back to his food.

"Okay…" said Hailey

"Oh and by the way Drew came by today," said Dean

Hailey smiled nervously, "He did? Oh."

"So, is this your boyfriend?"

"Um, um, kind of, yeah."

"Why are you so nervous?"

A book came spiraling towards Dean's head but he ducked. Everyone looked up with surprised expressions. Reece was standing there with a deep glare, she had her arms crossed over her chest.