Sam and Dean waited until Jack's car had disappeared down the street.
"He seemed OK" Sam said shutting the door behind him as they walked back into the house.
Dean shrugged and walked through into Isabel's room "Yeah, she'll be fine"
Sam stood at Isabel's doorway, looking at Dean questioningly "What are you doing?"
Dean was now looking through Isabel's drawers "Interesting" he mumbled as he inspected what looked like her lingerie. He looked up at Sam briefly before returning to his task "Nothing"
Sam crossed his arms and leaned against the doorway "You're snooping"
Dean closed the drawers and walked to the closet, opening the door and ruffling through the hangers "Yeah, so?" Dean had no qualms about snooping through his cousin's things. In fact, her bedroom was the only room he had yet to explore.
"It's wrong Dean" Sam protested, now walking towards his brother as Dean now started looking through the drawers of Isabel's bedside tables "And what exactly do you think you'll find?"
"I don't know, I just…" He stopped mid-sentence as he pulled out a small white box from the bottom drawer. He lifted it up to Sam to see, shaking it slightly for effect.
"What if it's something you don't want to see?" Sam asked with trepidation. He didn't really want to know what Isabel kept hidden in her drawers. He also felt very wrong about invading her privacy like that.
"Nothing will shock me Sam" Dean said casually as he opened the box. He frowned as he looked at the contents.
He pulled out two bottles of pills and studied them as he sat on the edge of the bed. Sam watched his brother from across the room before finally joining him to sit beside him. Dean looked at Sam and held out one of the bottles for him.
"Prozac" Sam said quietly "Antidepressants"
"Yeah" Dean said and held up the second bottle, struggling with the label "And disp…diap…diaspam?"
Sam grabbed the other bottle and studied the labels "Diazepam. It's a sedative. Valium. They're dated two years ago" He said shaking his head in confusion "They're not that new, maybe she's off them"
"I'm more interested in why she was on them in the first place" Dean said grabbing the bottles from Sam and putting them in the box again, before replacing them into the drawer.
"We haven't seen her or spoken to her in eight years" Sam said walking out of the room with Dean following close behind "A lot could have happened in that time"
"Yeah, tell me about it" Dean said "I mean, she's not the sweet little girl I remember. And dude…" He said raising his eyebrows as he looked at Sam "You do not want to know what I found in her underwear drawer!"
Sam cringed at the implication in his brother's comment "For Christ's sake Dean. Grow up"