Disclaimer: I don't own anything Supernatural related, but I wish I owned Sam and Dean. I especially wish I owned Dean.

AN: I'm sorry this took so long, I have a chronic illness and I've been in a lot of pain which makes it hard for me to concentrate. Thank you for the reviews KatieMalfoy19, Ghostwriter, H.T.Marie, and Lu 14! A special thanks to KatieMalfoy19 for your suggestions and being the biggest fan of this story. This chapter like last chapter is dedicated to you. Sorry there is no Sam and Dean interaction it wouldn't have worked in this chapter. I promise it will be in the next chapter. Constructive criticism please.

Chapter 3: Conversations

4 Months Later

November 2, 2002

It had been four months since Dean and his father had killed the spirit that was haunting the old Victorian house in Whitman, Massachusetts. Dean hadn't really needed to talk Lara Anderson it was just a simple spirit all they had needed to do was salt and burn Dave Hogan's bones and then their work was done. Even though Dean hadn't needed to talk to Lara he was glad he had. They had become really good friends and he was a frequent visitor at her place whenever he was in California. Which is why at this exact moment he was sitting on her couch with a beer in his right hand as they both stared intently at the TV screen. Lara had roped him into watching the first disc of Smallville season one. He had to admit it wasn't a half bad show and Superman was one of his favorite superheroes. He and Sammy used to read Superman and Batman comics when they were younger. When the disc was finally over Lara turned off the TV and gave him a look that plainly said it's time to talk.

" So Dean have you talked to Sam or your Dad about at least some of your issues? ", asked Lara.

Dean bowed his head and spoke softly, " No, every time I try to talk to my dad about it I just freeze up and can't talk about it. I go and check on Sammy but every time I've approached him he always gets mad at me. I don't understand what I did to make him hate me so much. Anyway whenever I go to check on him I just watch him for a little while. I don't approach him anymore, he doesn't want to see me.

Lara sighed and gently said, " Dean I understand how hard it is trying to talk to a parent about things like this and not being able to go through with it. I haven't told my parents anything either, I'm having a hard time talking to them. Dean I have told my sister. It was really hard to do but I did it and I want you to go and at least try to talk to Sam. Dean I don't think Sam hates you, he probably misses you a lot. Try to get him to listen and if he shuts you out it's his own fault not yours. One more thing Dean, I don't want you staying in a shitty motel room. If you don't end up staying at Sam's place I want you to come back here and you can crash in my guest room, okay. "

Dean slowly raised his head and looked her in the eye before sincerely saying, " I'll try and talk to him Lara, I promise. Thanks for letting me crash here! I really hate sleeping in those shitty motel rooms! I hate the dusty bed sheets and the moldy walls and you definitely don't have those! "

Lara smiled at him and said, " So I take it you're definitely staying here then? You should bring in some of your stuff and put it into the guest room before you head over to Sam's. I'll make up the bed while you are over there.

Dean grinned at her and said, " Yeah I'm definitely staying here. I'll go grab some stuff from the car. Hey Supergirl is it okay for me to have a knife and a shot gun in here with me?

Lara smiled at the nickname and said, " Of course you can bring in your knife and a shot gun Superman. Now go get your stuff! "

Dean put his beer down on the coffee table, went down stairs and out to his Impala. He grabbed his duffle and a shot gun. His knife was in his duffle so he didn't have to worry about keeping that out of sight. He headed back up to Lara's apartment and walked right in.

" Hey Lara I'm just going to use your bathroom before I head over to Sam's okay! " , Dean called placing his duffle and shot gun beside the couch as he headed to her bathroom.

" Okay go ahead! ", she called back.

A minute later he came out of the bathroom, grabbed his stuff and walked into the guest room. Lara was in there making up the bed for him. He dropped his stuff next to the bed and then bent down to grab something from his duffle. He pulled out his cell phone and put it on the nightstand.

Lara looked at the phone and then at Dean with questioning eyes. Dean smiled at her and said, " I don't think it's a good idea to take it with me. If it rings I'll use it as an excuse to get out of the conversation. If it rings you can answer it, if it's my dad tell him that I'll talk to him when I get back from Sam's place. "

Lara smiled back and said, " I can do that for you, now get your ass over to Sam's!

" Yes ma'am! ", Dean said grinning at her as he headed out of the room.

As soon as Lara was sure Dean had left she grabbed his cell phone off the nightstand and scrolled through his numbers. When she came to Sam's she pressed send and waited. After a couple of rings a man answered saying, " Hello who is this? "

Lara wiped her sweaty palms on her jeans before answering, " Hi I'm Lara Anderson, are you Sam? "

" Yeah this is Sam. I don't mean to be rude but do I know you? ", Sam asked politely.

Lara smiled to herself at his politeness and said, " No you don't know me. I'm a friend of your brothers. "

" Is he okay? Did something happen to him? ", Sam asked worried.

Lara smiled softly she could tell Sam cared a great deal about Dean because of his concern. " He's okay nothing happened to him. I just need to talk to you about him. ", Lara answered reassuringly

" Oh okay I'm glad he's alright. Now when you say that you're a friend of Dean's do you mean that you are... uh? ", Sam said trying not embarrass Lara or himself.

Lara laughed and said, " No we're just friends we're not sleeping together! I go to USC and Dean's staying at my place for a few days. He's on his way to see you. He comes and checks on you all the time but he doesn't try to talk to you anymore. He thinks you don't want to see him, he misses you a lot. I wanted to tell you that he has something important to tell you and he's probably going to be looking for excuses to get out of telling you. I need you to push him into telling you, he can't keep this to himself anymore.

" I'm surprised that Dean has a friend that is a woman and hasn't slept with said woman yet. He is not usually the type to make friends that want something more than getting in his pants. I do want to see him and I am sorry that I've been an ass to him. I have been an ass to him, I thought he was checking on me for dad not for himself. I miss him too. Today is a bad day for him it's the anniversary of our mothers death. I have no problem with pushing him into telling me something. If it's not good for him to keep it to himself I'll push really hard. ", Sam said seriously.

Lara smiled sadly and said, " Sam your brother is not so shallow that he won't hang out with me unless I sleep with him. He is just afraid of relationships, he thinks that if he doesn't let himself get close to people the less likely it is that people will leave him. Dean has some serious abandonment issues. Also I'm not shallow enough to use him for his body. He was definitely checking on you for himself Sam. You are the most important thing in the world to Dean, you're his Sammy. I hate to be the one to break it to you Sam but Dean raised you, he gave up his childhood for you. And don't you think for one second that he has ever regretted it because he hasn't. Don't apologize to me about being an ass to Dean apologize to him. Tell him you missed him too it would make his day. Push him as hard as you can, it's really important that Dean talks to you about this! I have to go Sam but it was nice talking to you. "

" It was really nice talking to you too Lara. Bye. ", Sam said sincerely.

She pressed the end button on his cell phone and put it back on the night stand. Then she went back to her task of making up his bed.

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