(Ok, I'm so sorry for letting this story without an update for so long. Really I am.
Also, this will be my last update for the year I think mainly because I'm really busy with school work and things that I don't have the time to sit down and type up a chapter like I use to, but I'm never going to just leave this story. There is still more to come.
Thank you so much to EmilyAnnMcGarrett-Winchester, Guest, PriWinchester, ArtistKurai, milkysupernova, LilyBolt and brihun2388 for your lovely reviews on the last chapter.
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Unbeated so all mistakes are mine and mine alone.
I hope you like this chapter.)
"Here's one Dean." Sam said grabbing a square brown plate from a stack and showing it to his brother "And it's a whole set!"
"Yeah, but we don't need a whole set of dishes Sam." Dean said pushing the cart down the dishware aisle picking up a coffee mug to look at it.
They were back at the Goodwill picking out new dishes to replace the ones that the intruder had broken.
"What do you think about this glass?" Dean asked holding up a glass with a cartoon of Alvin and the chipmunks on it. Sam wrinkled his nose and Dean laughed but put it back.
"What about this colour plate?" Sam asked again holding up an olive green one with eyes and an openmouthed grin on it.
"That is just creepy. How much is it?" Dean asked looking at it grinning.
"Two quarters." Sam said looking on back.
"Put it in." Dean inclined his head to the cart that already had three other mismatched plates varying from plain white to an ebony coloured one with stars and moons on it.
"Ok Sam anything else we need?" Dean asked taking a look around the store.
"Not that I can think of." Sam said imitating his older brother.
"Alright then, let's go pay for theses and then get home." Dean said going up to pay Sam right behind him. The cashier looked at the grinning olive plate with a raised eyebrow but didn't comment and put it into the bag. After Dean paid and they left Sam slipped his hand into Dean's as they got out onto the busy street.
"Dean, what am I going to where to Elizabeth's party?" Sam asked as they waited to cross the street.
"Clothing?" Dean suggested.
"Well duh, but what kind?" Sam asked rolling his eyes.
"Jeans and a shirt?" Dean said "It didn't say on the invitation that you needed to dress up." Dean said as they rounded the corner to their apartment. Someone was outside on the sidewalk turning to go away from the building.
"Dean, who's that?" Sam asked slowing down looking at the man.
"I don't know." Dean said as he stepped in front of his younger brother just in case he was like the crazy man at the subway station that they ran into a few weeks back saying that both brothers where destined to stop aliens from invading earth. The man turned around and looked up. Before Dean could grab him Sam went running past his older brother into the arms of Bobby Singer.
"Bobby!" Dean said running up to the father figure "What are you doing here?"
"I told ya I was coming, or did you forget?" Bobby asked shaking Dean's hand "I was just about ready to go back to my motel room and call you up and leave a message telling you that I was here." Smiling slightly Dean took out the keys and led Bobby up the stairs, down the hall and unlocking the door.
"Well, here it is, home sweet home." Dean said as they entered the apartment and Sam went to put his book bag away in his bedroom.
"You guys just get home from school?" Bobby asked as Dean followed Sam's lead and put his backpack into his room both boys meeting Bobby at the dining room table.
"No, we've been off of school for about an hour, we've been at the Goodwill shopping for new plates and what not." Dean said going to the bag and grabbing the odd looking plates from it.
"The goodwill, are you sure that's safe Dean?" Bobby asked "You could be bringing in almost anything from anywhere."
"True, but so far nothing bad has happened by us shopping at the Goodwill and I highly doubt someone is going to get attached to a pair of pants." Dean said smiling slightly.
"You never know Dean, anyway, how have you been? Been staying out of the tunnel?" Bobby asked.
"I'm fine Bobby-" Dean started to say but Sam interrupted him as he came back out of his bedroom with a math book and a notebook.
"Dean has a girlfriend. And she's super nice!" He said grinning at Dean as he set his books down with a thump on the table.
"Does he now?" Bobby said smiling slightly at the slight blush creeping up Deans cheeks.
"Sam get started on your homework." Dean snapped going into the kitchen "Bobby want something to drink?" he asked in a friendlier tone.
"Water would be fine Dean." Bobby said as Dean turned on the water to start washing the plates they got.
"Ok or we have milk as well." Dean said.
"Water will be fine." Bobby said Dean nodded and turned the water on to cold and let it run while he grabbed a glass from the cupboard.
Bobby watched Sam and Dean as Dean started making supper, helped Sam with his homework when Sam asked for help and made small talk with him about other hunters and how the salvage yard was doing.
"How's Rumsfeld?" Sam asked looking up from his English assignment.
"Oh the dogs fine, had to take him into the vet a few weeks ago because he went and ate something that didn't agree with him, but he's better now." Bobby assured Sam as a look of alarm went across Sam's face.
"Need some help there Dean?" Bobby asked as Dean went to get plates.
"No, Sam's got it." Dean said as Sam quickly put his books away and went to set the table for supper.
They ate in silence until Bobby broke the quiet by asking Dean about Rachelle.
"Rach is a girl I met in my English class." Dean said his green eyes lighting up "She's really sweet."
"Anything else there Romeo?" Bobby asked after swallowing a mouth of meat from the stew Dean had heated up.
"She knows about John and that we hunt monsters." Dean said "Sam don't slurp, it's annoying."
"Sorry." Sam said as he slurped some broth.
"She knows you use to hunt monsters Dean, please tell me you're not looking into the ghost tunnel that I told you not to do during Thanksgiving." Bobby said looking the younger man in the eye.
"Bobby, I gave you my word I wasn't going to go looking for the ghost and I didn't. Anyway Rachelle's cool with it. Plus she's nice to Sam, she treats him like her brother," Dean said cutting up a carrot and putting half into his mouth "Speaking of the ghost, have you heard of a hunter whose last name is Hood?" Bobby bit his lip thinking.
"No." He finally said after a few minutes "I've never run across that name, why?"
"Well, I just found out my English teacher Mr. Hood was a hunter and I was just wondering if you knew anything about it, that's all." Dean said in a rush.
"Your English teacher was a hunter?" Sam asked looking at Dean over the rim of his glass of milk.
"Yeah, I didn't know until today although that explains some things that he does." Dean said.
"Like what?" Bobby asked interestedly wanting to learn more about this supposed hunter, particularly if Dean was going to be spending a lot of time in the guy's class room.
"I don't know, I can't really explain it." Dean said.
"Try." suggested Bobby.
"I don't know, he just kinda demands respect. Does that make since?" Dean asked his green eyes puzzled.
"You mean like John use to?" Bobby asked.
"Yeah, not that I ever really respected John, but Mr. Hood does it with kindness." Dean said finishing up his own milk and then started to clear off the table.
"I see." Bobby said smiling glad that Dean may have found another parental figure.
"I'll do the dishes so you can start on your homework if you'd like." He said going into the kitchen and setting his bowl in the counter.
"No, it's find Bobby, it's Sam's night to do the dishes." Dean said.
"I'll dry them then." Bobby said taking a towel from the oven handle. So as Sam and Bobby did the dishes Dean got to work on his homework.