Shockingly you loved Sam's pet python! Really predictable. So demanding yet again though – "We want Cole porn" you cry! It's coming! Yeesh. So off we go to Dillon where Badass Jnr is gonna get hearts pounding and clits thumping. As mentioned before I do style him on Taylor Kitsch who plays Tim Riggins on Friday Night Lights which is about the Dillon Panthers. He's just so hot and constantly in just his jeans carrying a beer! Ding dong!

If you've never seen it, we need to get their writers to move to Supernatural!! Kitsch said in a recent interview that they always write a shirtless scene for him into every episode, no matter what it's about! Hey, it's the only reason I watch. Oh and the gimp sex LOL. Anyway, look forward to major Cole hotness as his sister goes for the LOL's. It's just like Dean cage fighting all over again! God love that boy!!

To get the full benefit of this chap you will need some Bonnie Tyler 'Total Eclipse of the Heart' What a tune…sob!

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Cole and Hope hadn't rushed to get to Texas but they didn't want to drag their feet either. School didn't start for a few days but they couldn't risk any more deaths. They had stopped off in Buffalo to raid their Father's weapons cache and moved on to one of his contacts in Louisiana who had fitted Cole's truck with a hidden compartment where he could store all the guns and ammo. He was pleased with the new addition and also how things had been going so far.

They had managed not to argue and in just a few short days of being together they were already closer than they had ever been. Hope made him laugh which was something he hadn't thought he would do in a while. When you got her away from an audience she was caring and insightful and it was a side of her that he had missed as it was always hidden beneath the layers of bravado.

They listened to music and enjoyed the scenery as they drove through each State. They had decided that once the hunt was over they would head to Kansas and see where Dean had grown up. He didn't talk about it much and they knew why but they still needed to see Lawrence for themselves.

When they finally got to Dillon it was late evening, they were tired, hungry but eager to get going. They found a motel easily and ditched their stuff, taking a moment to wash the road weariness away and change clothes. Anticipating the need to fit in with the High School elite Hope had forced him to shop which he hated with a passion. There was no ripping him away from biker boots and jeans but she made him get some new shirts that hadn't belonged to Sam for the last decade. For her part Hope went for anything that was skin tight and liable to get her noticed, Cole didn't bother to interfere, she knew what she was doing. Although it wasn't exactly warm in Texas, compared to Alaska they felt like they were in the Bahama's and they loved it.

"You about done?" He called into the bathroom.

"Don't rush me."

"We're meant to be hunting, not taking part in a fashion show." He yelled.

She walked into the room and he looked her up and down. She wasn't usually the type to dress up and he was shocked when he took in the tight black pants, heeled boots and skin tight shirt. He hated thinking it but he had to admit she looked hot.

"It's easy for guys, you just turn up in whatever you want and it's all good, these girls are gonna be the biggest bitches in the school and I'm not giving them any ammunition. I have to look the part."

"Mission accomplished, you look like a bitch to me. C'mon let's go, it's a small place, it's gotta be easy to find 'em." He grabbed the keys and blocked her playful punch as he opened the door for her and they went out to the truck.

Sure enough it wasn't hard to find the football team in Dillon. They were obviously the local celebrities and they could even spot where they lived from the signs in the front yard. Cole drove slowly past one big place that had a billboard out front stating that Quarterback Shaun Mullins lived there. The well tended front garden was festooned with flowers, candles and tributes. Even now some girls were crying out front.

"It's like Graceland or something." Hope commented as he drove on.

They drove around for a while getting a feel for the place. There was definitely a wrong and a right side of the tracks in a town like this and Cole wandered where they would fit in had they actually grown up there.

They eventually found a diner called Applebee's. "As good a place as any." He told her as he saw the other trucks in the lot. He found a space and pulled up. "Bingo."

Hope looked and saw that most of the trucks had Panther bumper stickers. "This is it." She said as he turned off the engine. "Ready to rock and roll?"

"Absolutely." He smiled.

The TV in the diner had music videos playing and the place was heaving with kids their age all chatting across the tables. Nevertheless as soon as they walked in people paused and looked at them. Several nudged their friends who also looked up. They tended to get this reaction anyway but this was pretty extreme. Cole hated it, it made him self-conscious but Hope was in her element as she met the openly admiring male gazes. The girls would have stared at her with hostility had they not been gazing at her brother with lust instead. Cole ambled casually over to a booth followed by his more confident sibling.

After a couple of moments the talk resumed and they no longer felt the heat of dozens of eyes on them.

"Well, I guess it's not hard to get noticed here."

"Yeah." He frowned.

Hope rolled her eyes at him as a young blonde waitress came to take their order. "What can I get you?" She asked Cole.

"A couple of burgers with the works and two cokes." Hope answered, as her brother stared off out of the window. He was definitely working the brooding bad boy thing to perfection, only she knew it wasn't an act.

The blonde nodded and left them to it as a shadow moved over the table.

They looked up to see a guy in a blue and white letterman jacket standing there. He was tall but not Winchester tall and athletic but not enough to give him a real shot. She could see how High School girls would find him attractive but Hope was used to 'dating' in the big leagues and was thinking twice about relegating her talents to the minors.

"I've never seen you around here before."

"That's cos we haven't been around here before." Cole glanced up but didn't smile.

"You transfers?"

Hope threw a grimace Cole's way. "Excuse my brother, he's not too good with new people."

"Really." The jocks' face was deadpan.

His expression changed when he looked at Hope and she could almost see the bulge in his jeans grow. She smiled inwardly as she extended her hand. "Hope Osbourne. This is my brother Cole."

He shot him another look as he took her hand. "Wade Jackson. Dillon Panther Quarterback."

"I thought the Quarterback was dead." Cole didn't have to look up to know what was coming and he avoided the clumsy punch easily as he slid out of the booth and rose to his full height in front of the kid who was forced to look up.

"Who the hell do you think you are?" Jackson tried to sound menacing as the rest of the team got up and stood in formation around him like a small army.

Cole leaned in so his face was only a centimetre away. "I'm the new QB."

He laughed in Cole's face. "Says who?"

"The coach, as soon as he sees me on the field. Hey, if you were any good you'd have been off the bench without someone havin' to die first."

Hope frowned at him. They had decided on their dual tactics but Cole was almost scary as Bad Cop. They had decided that someone must have had a beef with Shaun Mullins so Cole wasn't here to make friends. Hope on the other hand was going to be the Queen of gossip central and gain all the intel she could.

She could hear knicker elastic snapping around the room as the girls lapped up the danger. The more turned on he got the women the easier Hope's job would be as they fought to befriend her just to get closer to him.

"I'm gonna kick your ass stranger."

Hope noted that despite the threat he wasn't too eager to act on it.

Cole smiled. "Hey, you're welcome to try, I'm bettin' injury ain't exactly gonna improve your position on the team though."

The kid thought about it and one of his team mates rescued him from having to lose face. "We'll pound him to death on the field man."

It was just what Cole wanted, the harder they tried to bring him down, the better he would look in front of the coach when he obliterated them. "I'll look forward to it."

The fact was, Cole had never played in his life but if he could play Beethoven on the piano after only hearing it once, he figured watching the Superbowl with his Dad was all the training he needed. It'd be like picking low hanging fruit.

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"Ah this is nice." Bonnie sighed as she lay back in the bath letting the warm water take some of the pain away. It wasn't like she found it that hard to hide it after all these years but now it really took it out of her and it was getting tougher to pretend.

She knew her husband was making a real effort for her on their last night together but the candles had shocked her. She let it go because he was trying so hard but she couldn't help but feel it was because he knew it was his last chance. Bonnie tried to forget about it and just enjoy the feeling that they were still together. He sat on the edge of the bath and began to wash her hair which was something that he knew she loved. She closed her eyes and just let his fingers wander over her scalp.

"I think you missed your calling Dean. You should have been a hairdresser."

"I think my balls just filled with sperm in an effort to prove my manhood."

"And there goes the romance…"

"What can I say? I can light the candles but if you want sweet nothing's then you came to the wrong dude."

She smiled. "I'll take you as you are."

"Thanks." He replied sarcastically. "Dunk."

Bonnie did as she was told and he held her hand pulling her back up after a few seconds. When she wiped the water and shampoo from her eyes she saw that he was now sitting on the floor still holding onto her hand. His face was level with hers and he was looking serious.

"You ok?"

He shook his head, she always wanted to know that no matter how she felt. "We need to talk."

Her eyes widened. "I think the last time you said that it was the day you asked me to have Hope. It's been a while."

"I know and I'm sorry. I guess, I just like to think I can read people and sometimes I get it totally wrong."

"What?"

"I know what you've been talkin' to Brooke about." She was going to say something and he put a finger on her lips to stop her. "Hear me out." He asked.

She nodded and he removed the hand. "You're right, I don't wanna talk about morbid stuff, I really don't but you need to get it off your chest and I get that now. I am freakin' out here, big time but I want you to know that I'm ready to listen. I'm a one man Make-a-Wish Foundation."

"You're not going to take me to Disneyland are you?"

Dean couldn't help but laugh as he stroked her palm with his thumb. "I'd rather go to Hell."

"Good." She was serious but not sentimental at all when she looked at him. "I appreciate all the candles and effort Dean but I don't need you to do anything special or grant any wishes. I just want you being you and making me laugh and just being cute. I know why you're staying here and I get that, but I want your ass with me as soon as possible."

"Done."

He couldn't believe how strong she was being as she spoke, like it was a relief to finally say it. "But while we're on the subject, I don't want to be buried like a Hunter. I want a proper send off, somewhere where the kids can come visit if they want to."

Dean swallowed hard. "Anywhere special?"

"I don't think it'll matter much to me, you pick somewhere. I don't have any special requests, Johnny can do it all…he lives for that stuff and it'll give him something to focus on. Just choose a good song and don't for God's sake wear a suit or I'll come back to haunt your hot ass."

"Ok." He was finding this a lot tougher than she was but he vowed he wouldn't break.

"I want you to be there for the little one, that's all. Don't start drinking and fighting like a moron. Just deal."

He sat for a second and looked at her. "I don't make promises I can't keep, you know that."

"I know but you also wouldn't see your child raised like you were. Take some time, get it out of your system but remember being a Dad is the most important thing. Speaking of which, we haven't thought of a name."

Dean hated this with a passion and took a second to put some more hot water in the bath. He tried to be discreet as he wiped his eyes but he didn't have her fooled. He sat back down and cleared his throat. "You got any ideas?"

"I don't know, maybe Robert? Robbie."

"That's sweet but I dunno, not very rock star."

She smiled. "Still thinking one of them will end up on stage eh?"

He finally seemed to relax. "I wish Cole could have that. If it wasn't for this job it'd be my dream for him too."

"There's still time, he doesn't have to be platinum selling to be a rock star and he gets the girls screaming already."

"He is awesome."

"So what would be a rocking name?"

He raised his eyebrows. "Dylan came up with a cool one."

"Really? Ok."

"Logan. It's Wolverine's non-mutant name apparently."

She leaned back and thought about it. "Logan…Lily and Logan." She tested the way it sounded. "I like it."

"So?"

She grinned. "Why not?"

"Logan Robert Winchester it is."

"There's just one last thing." She said changing the mood again. "My mom. I know you don't see eye to eye but just make the effort. For me."

The fact was that Rita didn't know about the day job and although to the rest of the world Cole was their biological son, to Rita he was a mistake Dean had made with another woman during what she assumed was a drunken hook up. Although she didn't make him pay for it, she had never treated him the same as Hope and Dean couldn't bear it. Because of that he rarely saw her. He doubted that she would understand the truth and preferred to think he had fucked up but he couldn't inflict that on his son. There was no doubt that Hope still deserved her grandmother and that she was coming back into their lives but he didn't have to like it.

"Yeah, I'll keep an eye out on her and make sure she gets to see him."

She smiled and he could see the relief in her face and thought that if he had done this weeks before he could have spared her some stress. She leaned over and kissed him. "You're so much better at opening up than you think. You shouldn't leave it 'til the last minute."

"I know."

"It wasn't a put down, I know what it takes for you to do this but you're a really sensitive guy deep, deep down. Don't be scared of that, it's really hot."

"You better not start talkin' about me getting out there and dating again, or I'll leave you here to drown."

"Since when do you date? I've been with you all these years and I don't think you ever took me on one. Hell no, are you crazy? I expect you to stay celibate forever." She laughed.

"That's so not funny."

She sighed and took his hand again. "It's a little funny. Just do me a favor and don't waste yourself on a bimbo half your age."

"Don't."

"What?"

"Talk like you're already gone. It's not right."

"You wanna wait a few weeks and call me with a spirit board? I might be screening that night."

"I can't do this." He went to stand up and she stopped him.

"You're gonna have to Dean because this is our reality and if you don't talk to me now then you'll never know this stuff."

He took a deep breath. "I just..."

"Go on."

"I hate being left behind."

She frowned. "I'm not abandoning you Dean, but if you lose it, then that's exactly what you'll be doing to the kids and Sam. You know where I'm headed, I hope, I'll be ok."

He closed his eyes. "After everything that's happened, and all I've done..." He rubbed at his eyes. "When my time comes, I know where I'm going too and it's not the same place as you."

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Out of a school of over three thousand kids there was only one talking point. Who the hell was Cole Osbourne and was he as good as he said he was?

On the drive over, the local radio was full of speculation about this new pretender to the throne. The whole town was living in a state of mourning but despite this, football still ruled over it all and they knew Wade Jackson didn't have what it takes to lead the team to the playoffs.

Cole switched the radio off as they pulled into the parking lot. "I had no idea."

"That people in Texas like football? Grow a brain, that's like saying gays don't like Dollywood. You wanna stay under the radar bro then you're going the wrong way about it."

They had both stayed up late watching pro-Football in the motel and she knew he was confident in his skills. The fact was Cole was playing a character and no one but Hope would know that he was probably the most shy and sensitive guy anyone could meet. This attention was killing him but she thought it might be just what he needed at the same time.

Cole put on his gameface as they walked into the main building. The school was like most they had been to but the stadium was on a level he wasn't expecting. He could handle the game but the crowd was another story.

They made their way to the office as all eyes followed them. Hope couldn't care less even when she heard someone whisper 'slut'. She'd had worse and it was like water off a ducks' back to her. Cole had his hands rammed in his pockets and his head low giving the overall impression of someone who couldn't give a fuck but she knew different.

"Here it is." She walked in and slapped two fat files onto the secretary's desk. "Hi, I'm Hope Osbourne, I was told to bring our transcripts."

The secretary was middle aged and comely but she stared at Cole like he was the new Messiah. "Just a second." She got up and shuttled off to the Principal's office faster than it looked like her large body could carry her.

"Awww, you've got a fan, so sweet."

"Eat me."

"Nah, but I bet she wants to." She coughed as the woman walked back out.

"The Principal will see you now."

They walked through to the office. For Hope it was the first time she'd been in a Principal's office without the cops being there. It was a new experience that wasn't wholly unpleasant but she wasn't fooled.

The middle aged man stood to greet them and shook their hands. "Sit down, please." He said with a smile. The plaque on his desk said Principal Hackett. He sat down with a sigh and folded his hands on the desk. "You know how to make an entrance young man."

Cole remained impassive as he looked at him.

"I'll just say one thing. No one disrespects Shaun Mullins in this town, it won't make you any friends."

"I'm not here to make friends, I'm here to play football Sir."

The man raised his eyebrows. "Well I hope you got the skills to back up that dick of yours son." He said in his Texan drawl. "Half the town's gonna be here to watch you try out."

"When?"

"Noon. You better be ready cos those boys won't be goin' easy."

"Good."

He flicked through the doctored files. "And what about you little Missy?"

Hope fought the urge to sneer and gave him a simpering smile instead. "I'd like to lead the cheers." Cole nudged her with his foot but the smile never left her face.

"Pretty girl like you should have no problem getting on the squad. Says here your Daddy's in the military?" he looked up.

"Yes sir." She answered obediently.

"You never lived overseas?"

"I have a problem with my bowels." She shook her head sadly. "I prefer to stay Stateside."

"You wanna watch yourself on top of that pyramid then. Where is he based now?"

"He's retired. We're just waiting for our parents to wrap things up and they'll be joining us."

"You're living alone?"

"Just for a little while." Cole answered.

"Is it true you Texans have the best beef in the world?" Hope asked deflecting the conversation in the only way she knew how.

He looked at her and coughed pulling at his collar loosening his tie slightly. "Why yes it is."

"Oh I can't wait to wrap my mouth around a juicy T-bone."

"So what's our first class?" Cole interrupted as Hackett tore his eyes away from Hope reluctantly.

He coughed. "Ms Granger will give you your schedules I assigned you a student guide each, they should be waiting for you now."

Hope wanted to roll her eyes at the thought of being inflicted on a geek but resisted the urge. They didn't intend to stay in classes for long but for the time being they had no choice. "Great!"

They stood up following his lead and he looked at Cole again. "I'll see you on the field son."

He gave him a small smile, nodded and then they left.

Ms Granger was waiting for them when they got to the outer office. Two students were waiting. As expected, one was a total geek boy but the other was a pin up. It could go either way.

"Cole, this is Richie, he's the Panther's Waterboy. He'll be showing you the ropes." The kid nearly pissed himself with excitement at the thought and Cole turned and gave his sister a look.

"Hope, this is Tyler. She's the new head cheerleader."

"Really?" The two young women hated one another on sight. Hope smiled. "Nice to meet you."

"You too!" She was so false and blonde Hope wanted to gag but reminded herself she was here to do a job. It was going to be a long day.

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"So what exactly happened to Shaun then?" Cole asked Richie. He hadn't brought a book bag or even a pen and simply walked alongside the small kid as he showed him around.

"Who knows apart from Lacey and she's on lockdown."

"There's gotta be a story though right? No one does that without reason."

"Nah, everyone loved him. Real nice guy and I'm not just saying that." He pushed his glasses higher on his face. "Most of the team put up with me but he was actually nice."

"And his girlfriend?"

"Gretchen? Not much to say, classic story…QB and head cheerleader. They were gonna get married as soon as he finished college."

"So they loved each other then huh?"

Richie frowned at him. It wasn't something he expected him to ask. "They were married since he was in PeeWee. I don't think it was something they thought about."

"So why do it?"

He laughed. "If someone like me can survive in this snake pit then I don't know why the King and Queen would want gone."

"Did anyone have a reason to hurt them?"

He laughed again. "Dude, they were like the golden couple, everybody loved to hate them."

"Right. What about Wade?"

"Right now he just wants to kill you."

Cole smiled. "I'm getting that feeling."

"What is it about you guys? You want to get killed?"

"What do you mean?"

"Those guys are going to slaughter you out there in front of the entire town."

"Maybe."

He stopped and looked at him. "Where did you come from? No one's ever heard of you."

"Why would they?"

"This is High School Football, The Panther's are State Champions and you just walk in and say you can do better. If you were that good the Coach would know your name."

Cole was genuinely confused. "How?"

He stared at him. "Because he knows every team there is to know in the entire country. It's his job."

"Right, that's why then."

"Huh?"

"Cos I never played on a team before." Cole started walking again leaving the kid staring open-mouthed at his back.

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"I hear you wanna be on the squad." Tyler fished.

"News travels fast."

"It's a small town, you can't hide anything here."

"I wouldn't bet on it but seeing as though you ask…yeah, I wanna be on the squad."

"We won the Nationals last year."

"And?"

"We don't just let anyone join."

"If you wanna go for a second stringer and lose the next Nationals then be my guest."

"We'll do fine."

"I'm thinkin' fine doesn't win the shiny trophies now does it?"

"You think you're the shit." She said turning to face her.

"I know I am."

"Bring it on."

Hope shook her head. "My God, you're such a cliché."

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Sam took the squad car to the airstrip with Han, Brooke and the kids in it. They were all quiet when they got there and Han sensed the tension and left them to it.

Brooke looked across at him and knew she had to be strong for Dylan's sake. She didn't want to leave but Bonnie was her best friend and she knew it was right for the kids.

"I don't wanna go Dad."

Sam turned to the back seat and looked at his son. "Ok, you can stay."

"Really?!"

"Yeah, course. Only thing is, what about Lily?" Sam took a second. "You know your Mom's gonna need some help and with me here she's going to worry. I guess she'll get over it. I mean, it's not like she can't protect herself and your little sister at the same time."

Dylan frowned and then eyed him narrowly. "You're trying to trick me."

"Can't get one over on you."

"I get it." He sighed.

Sam reached over and Dylan met him halfway for a hug. "You're the man of the house now. You have to look out for your Mom and little sister 'til I get there."

"I will."

"I love you."

"Me too Dad."

"Now scoot, give us a second alone."

Dylan got out and went to join Han in the small cabin that passed for a terminal.

Sam took Lily from his wife and held her up so her shoulders were hunched around her ears. She stared at him with her big eyes and he thought she was the most perfect little thing he had ever seen. He was going to miss holding her so much, no matter how tired she made him. One of the ladies at church had knitted her a hat and mittens and she was adorable. She kicked her legs and gave him a gummy smile which made Brooke laugh.

"Did you see that?" He asked as he kissed the baby. "I'm going to miss you so much."

"It won't be long right Sam?"

He sighed. "We don't know how many things are out there but now we don't have to stay so close to home we're going to take the fight to them. It'll be over soon."

"Please be careful."

He handed Lily back to her. "We'll be fine. I think you'll have the tough job."

She sighed. "It's not going to be easy."

"He'll call every day and that'll help but I don't know what to say to you. She's going to crash pretty quick without him, just keep her going any way you can until we can get there."

"I will." She watched as the Impala pulled onto the strip. They could hear Bonnie Tyler and even she wanted to cry as she imagined the scene inside. "Oh God."

Sam leaned over and kissed her with a sense of urgency born from the fact that his brother was worse off than him. Brooke's mouth opened as she kissed him for what might be the last time in a while. When they finally parted she ran a hand over his stubble and looked at him. "Love you."

"Me too. I'll call you tonight to make sure you got there ok. I'm sorry to leave you like this."

She gave him a weak smile. "I knew what I was signing up for. Look after your brother and look after yourself, that's all."

He nodded and got out of the SUV trying hard not to glance at the Impala as he opened his wife's door and helped her out.

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Listening to 'Total Eclipse of the Heart' wasn't the best idea they had ever had. The truth was he would never be able to listen to Bonnie Tyler again without it tearing his guts out.

"You remember the day you came to whisk me away from the diner?" She asked him.

"How can I forget? I felt like such a dick." He laughed.

"You looked amazing."

Dean looked across at her like she was about to evaporate. He didn't want to believe this might be the last time they would sit in the car together but it was probably true. He couldn't touch her, didn't want to.

"I'll see you soon." She told him as his head rested on the steering wheel. "This isn't really goodbye."

He took a moment and finally looked up staring out of the windscreen at Sam. "I feel like I'm lettin' you down."

"If you left, you'd be letting down an entire town and your brother. I know you and you couldn't live with that."

"I want it to be me instead of you."

"Don't talk like that. C'mon." She pulled him over to her and laid his head on her shoulder kissing his hair like he was a child. "The flight leaves in a few minutes. Just do your job Dean and come home, that's all."

"Yeah." He leaned down and kissed her belly before sitting up and looking at her. "I really love you, you know that right?"

"I know." She was so calm it was amazing. Dean didn't even feel angry any more, he just felt empty.

The song was over and the tape came to a stop and there was nothing more to say so he held her quietly in the front seat of his car as they watched the others board the plane.

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It was the first time in the history of Texas High School football that a try out was being broadcast live. If Cole was all mouth and no trousers, he wouldn't just have egg on his face he'd be run out of town with his balls in a sling and they all knew it. The whole town had shut down for the day including shops and offices. Most of the school had showed and unbelievably recruiters had turned up too.

Maybe it was word of mouth, maybe it was curiosity of wanting to see a kid getting his ass kicked but it was big business and everyone was in.

Hope walked into the men's locker room. It wasn't the first time she had been in one but with the team on the field already, there were a lot less cocks on display. They hadn't even met the coach yet and when she walked in it was just Cole and his geeky guide talking quietly as they heard the noise from above filter down.

Cole was already in the tight blue pants and boots and Richie was helping him with the shoulder pads. He shrugged trying to get them settled.

"Man, these are uncomfortable."

"You'll get used to them."

"I doubt that. Take them off."

"What?!"

Cole pulled them over his head throwing them down on the ground and reached for the jersey that seemed huge when he slipped it over his bare torso.

"You have to wear the pads!" He almost shouted.

"It's a tryout, I'll wear 'em for my first game."

"If you live that long."

Cole laughed.

"Maybe you should wear them?" Hope told him.

"Rugby players don't need padding."

"And look how ugly they are." She didn't believe it for a second but still didn't understand men half the time.

"Nothing else I go up against requires me to wear a helmet either." He said to Richie who looked confused.

"All Quarterback's are suicidal then." He said. "What if someone hits you head on with their helmet?"

"Will it hurt more than a baseball bat to the head? I'm not stupid, give me the gum shield." He did as he was told. "Now get lost, I need to talk to my sister."

"Well…try not to get killed out there."

"Thanks."

When they were alone Cole leaned forwards fighting the nausea. He didn't have to say anything to her. He'd been through worse but he had a severe case of stage fright.

Hope sat next to him and rubbed his back gently. "I'll give you two minutes to hyperventilate then you're getting bitchslapped."

He laughed. "You a cheerleader yet?"

"The bell hasn't rung yet, gimme a chance. I tell you what though, I wanna gank half of them and I just got here!" She sighed. "Let's get you through this first."

"I'm waiting."

"It's easy. You know you can do it right?"

"Yeah."

"Don't go into it like a hunt, those kids deserve to live through this despite our better judgement. Try not to kill anyone."

"Not helping."

"Be Dad."

He looked at her. "What?"

"He's the most confident person you know next to me. It'll work. Mimic Dad, work the crowd, they'll lap it up."

"Ya think?"

"Trust me I'm a Cheerleader, well…almost." She smiled and kissed him on the cheek in an uncharacteristic display of tenderness. Standing up she looked at him "Ready?"

"Yeah."

"Ok, let's go."

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OK, I know you'll hate where I left it but for what I have planned, you need to read in one go! It's so gonna rock so just be patient.

I hope you enjoyed the Cole porn.