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I have to say that although the reviews have been great for the past couple of stories there was one thing that was missing. Your subtle hints did not go unnoticed (not so subtle in some cases LOL) so I am bringing back the monster combo that started it all off Hurt/Sam and Protective/Dean. I know you'll be hiding behind your hands a little as you wait and see what I have in store for Baby, I promise I won't disappoint!
Cole is also mirroring his Uncle as he continues on this hunt but Hope has his back. What better way to deal with angst Cole? Take your clothes off!! Yay!!
This is my longest chapter so far so I hope you like and it's pretty in-depth as hidden fears are revealed but there are still some laughs on the way and it all ends in a big flourish of spirit fingers!! Whoooop!
You need two songs: Jock Jam's 'Are you Ready for This' and Steppenwolf 'Born to be Wild' Go Cole!
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Dean sat on the hood of the Impala with his phone still attached to his ear. He had packed his baby up and put chains on the tires. He had to be sure they had enough fuel, food and blankets without it being so heavy the chassis would drag on the rougher terrain. He still hadn't slept and it could be a while before he got the chance as he was doing all the driving but he didn't care any more, he just wanted to get out of there.
The phone was picked up the other end and Dean's balls shrivelled to the size of raisins at the sound of his mother in law's voice. "Hello?"
"Hey, it's me." He closed his eyes and waited.
"She's asleep Dean." No matter what she said it came out like an accusation.
He couldn't blame her for being mad at him, every time he knocked Bonnie up he seemed to leave her dying and disappear off the face of the Earth. "Could you wake her up?"
"It's the first real rest she's had in a while."
He might be an understanding guy but right now he wanted to throttle the woman. "I'm on my way to Anchorage now with Sam and it's gonna take a couple of days without any signal so I just wanna speak to my wife alright?"
He heard her sigh. "Just a minute." She may not be his biggest fan right now but she would know Bonnie would never forgive her if she missed this call.
There was a rustle and some muted talking but Bonnie finally came on the line. "Hey baby."
Dean's mood miraculously lifted at the sound of her voice. "I'm sorry I woke you up."
"Don't be silly, I love hearing your voice."
He smiled. "We're just about to head off."
"Really?"
"I can't believe I let you leave alone in the first place and now you're stuck with your mom."
He heard a small chuckle. "I'm just glad you're coming. How long will you be?"
"Couple of days. I won't be able to call so I want you to hang in there."
There was a long silence and he heard her send Rita away.
"What is it?" He asked.
"I miss you."
He got up and started to pace along the road. He hated having these conversations but on the phone it was even worse. "Don't cry."
"I'm not." She lied with a sniff. "I just…"
"Tell me."
Her voice was quiet when she finally spoke and he had to press the phone closer to make out what she was saying. "I can't be myself when you're not here."
Dean knew what she was trying to say; she was tired of being brave. "I know you're scared but I'll be there soon and I'll take care of you."
"Yeah, I know. I'm sorry." She sniffed again and he hated himself even more.
"Listen to me, I don't want you sayin' you're sorry any more, everyone wants to help because they love you. How's the little guy?"
"Growing."
"See? You're doin' a great job. I'm gonna hit the road now." He looked at his watch. "You got a clock there?"
"Yeah."
"Forty eight hours from now I'll be sat next to you, you believe me?"
"Uh-huh."
"Ok, get some rest…I'll see you soon."
Dean hung up the phone before he started to lose it. There was no point in dwelling on it, he had to just focus on the mammoth journey ahead. He put the cell in his pocket and headed into the house. Luc had already moved in and was banking the fire as Sam finished his second coffee.
"Ok, we're all set."
"You going to say goodbye to Jo?" Sam asked.
"Nope." He didn't offer an explanation but he figured they had nothing to say to one another. "Keep an eye on her someone'll come pick her up soon." He told the Frenchman.
"Bart called, he says the snowplough's ready I'll come with you as far as the pass."
"Great." He offered Sam his hand and pulled his brother off the couch. "Let's get the hell out of here."
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Of the two of them Cole had always been the worst insomniac. Neither of them slept that much but they found that hunting and training for their teams had the added benefit of actually knocking them out by the end of the day. Cole was a light sleeper however and would wake up if a mouse farted two blocks away whilst his sister floated into her horny dreams in relaxed abandon and rarely woke until she was ready.
It was the early hours when the screams woke her and she was out of bed with a knife in her hand before her eyes opened. She blinked in the dark room trying to get her night vision into place. When she realized what was happening she put the knife down and switched on the lamp between their beds.
"Cole." She said gently as she sat next to him. She was wary of touching him for fear of a black eye as the nightmare tore through his mind and body. She shrugged it off and put her hands on his shoulders. "Cole!" She shook him as he continued to yell and a fist flew at her. She dodged it and caught his thick wrist in one hand pulling him to her.
His screams stopped when she held him but his chest was still heaving as she gave him time to wake up. "It was just a dream, you're ok."
They both jumped when the door crashed open and Johnny burst in holding a gun in his outstretched hand. Hope thought it bizarre that he could still look threatening whilst wearing a silk kimono but that was him all over.
"It's ok!" She raised a hand still holding onto her brother. "Just a nightmare. Ilike the style though." She added with a smile.
He exhaled and lowered the weapon glancing back at the shattered door frame. "Jesus! I thought someone was tearing him to shreds."
"I think they were." She whispered. "I got it, go back to sleep."
"You sure?" She nodded and he tried to control his breathing. "I need a drink. I'll fix this tomorrow." He left them to it and tried to prop the door up as best he could on his way out.
Cole's arms were wrapped around her like a vice as she soothed him. "You wanna talk about it?" He shook his head. "That's ok, we don't have to."
When they were kids and had nightmares their parents had learned quickly how to deal. Dean always went to Hope and he would talk about what had scared her, threaten to kill it and make a big show of checking all the corners of her room in some stupid way that would have her laughing hysterically at him. The same didn't work for Cole as he kept everything locked up tightly in his mind so onlyBonnie could calm himby rocking him gently until he finally went back to sleep.
Hope didn't remember the last time he had had a nightmare but it was hardly surprising considering what he had been through and she knew it was one of the things she would now have to deal with. She would have to remember he was more tactile and sensitive than she was and make sure he knew it was ok for him to be that way like her Dad had told her. Cole could be as scary as any of them when he wanted to be but he suffered from the same affliction as his Uncle, he had a conscience that plagued and taunted him at all hours of the day and night.
His arms relaxed slightly and she breathed a sigh of relief like she'd been rescued from drowning and could finally get some air to her lungs.
"Sorry." He said.
"Don't be." She replied in her normal voice. She wasn't overly maternal but she wasn't a robot either and she hated to see him like this.
He collapsed back against the pillows and threw an arm over his bloodshot eyes whilst she held on to his free hand and just sat with him as he chased his demons away. She waited patiently until he regained his composure before she spoke.
"Is it Mom?"
He shrugged. "Everything."
"Are you nervous about the game?"
"A little."
She smiled. This she could deal with. "You're gonna rock, you always do."
"You start the pep rally early?"
"I've always been your rally girl…only without the sex. Eww."
He smiled at her and moved his arm away from his face. "Why aren't you like this with anyone else?"
"Because you're special, and by special I do mean special bus special." She laughed at him.
"I guess both of us put on a front."
"You think we're the only people in that school wearing masks? They're all scared shitless." She got up and went to her bag pulling out a bottle of whiskey unscrewing the cap and taking a swig with a grimace. He sat up and she handed him the bottle.
"You think Ninj'll be ok?"
She sat back down. "He'll be changing his underwear and taking a valium right now but he'll be ok, he just worries."
"Thanks, for everything."
She raised her eyebrows. "Don't go soft on me bro."
"We're gonna have to talk about it."
"About what?"
"Mom."
She shook her head. "Not yet. Let's deal with this hunt and then we'll do the group therapy session."
"How come you're always so focused?"
"I'm not, I'mjust dumb."
"No you're not."
"I guess. Ialways thought I was and then Dad told me why I felt that way, my mind can only process things one at a time else it'll explode or something. I don't know maybe it's just an excuse for being a retard but focusing on the task at hand works for me. That's why being horny makes me a liability." She shrugged.
"And I think too much?"
"You said it. You wanna go for a run?"
He shrugged. "Don't you want to sleep?"
She stood up and stretched. "Nah, I got a case of morning glory, I was actually having a nice dream I figure the exercise'll do me good."
Cole sniggered and got up. "Ok but only if you promise not to hump any lampposts."
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Dylan put the phone down and did a wiggly little happy dance that made Brooke laugh. "I take it you're glad he's coming back?"
"Yay!"
"Am I that hard to live with?"
He stopped dancing for a second. "Nah, but I need some man time."
She laughed again. "It's been rough on you huh?"
He shrugged. "I can deal, I just missed him."
"Can you tell what he's thinking?" She asked suddenly.
"He's like miles away, do you want me to have a nosebleed?"
"No, I was just wondering."
"I can tell what you're thinking though and you're worried about him. Why?" He asked sitting next to her on the motel room bed.
She tried to shield her thoughts as she tickled him making him squeal. "Because I love him and that's what I do."
The truth was that Brooke could tell something was wrong just from the sound of Sam's voice. He wouldn't worry her when there was nothing she could do about it but some sixth sense told her she was in for a shock when she saw him. On top of what was happening with Bonnie she prayed her hunch was wrong but comforted herself with the fact that he couldn't be in better hands.
They both lay back on the bed together slightly breathless. "Why don't we go out?" She said turning to him.
"To a bar?"
"Yeah right, I was thinking the park. Get Lily some fresh air and get some of that energy out of your system."
"Cool!"
She sat up. "Wrap up warm, the last thing we need is for you to catch a cold."
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It had taken almost four hours to get through the pass in the end. Dean and Sam were touched beyond words that almost the entire town had shown up with shovels to help them. Bart had told them about Bonnie and everyone had wanted to help get their Sheriff back to his wife. There had been some sad goodbyes but all in all they couldn't wait to get away. Luc said he'd call in a couple of days with a sit rep and with a car now filled with home cookedfood they took off.
Dean was good to his word and had made Sam take it easy the whole while which he hated as even women shovelled snow around him. Dean looked across at him in the passenger seat and asked him yet again if he was ok.
"Dude quit asking!"
Dean rolled his eyes and swatted Nitro's head away as it prodded at his shoulder. The dog ignored him and jumped from the back into the front settling down on the seat between them with his head in Sam's lap, he stroked it absent-mindedly as he stared out of the window.
Dean began to whistle 'Wind of Change' to himself as he tried to fill the pregnant silence that hung between them.
Sam stared at him and he stopped. After a minute his fingers started to tap on the wheel and even Nitro lifted his head in annoyance.
"Dean would you just put on some freakin' music!"
"I thought you might wanna sleep." He answered defensively as he switched on the stereo and Metallica came on.
"As if."
Dean reached across him to the glove compartment and opened it. They had to conserve gas so they had the heater off and it was freezing inside the old car. He took out his hipflask and handed it to his brother.
"What's this for?"
"For the pain." He replied staring straight ahead at the road. "You think I don't know you?"
Sam looked at him through narrowed eyes but openedthe flaskand threw it back taking a big swig confirming Dean's suspicions. He relaxed as he felt the liquid spread its' warmth through his sore body.
"It's killin' me." Dean said conversationally.
"What is?"
"Who the hell's Dorian Gray?"
"How long have you been sitting on that?"
"Since you started sulking."
Sam sighed. "He's a character in a book 'The Picture of Dorian Gray'?"
"I think it's safe to say I haven't read it unless it got serialized in Hustler."
"It's aboutthis good-looking young guy in the late nineteenth century. This painter called Basil becomes obsessed with his beauty…"
"Dude."
Sam rolled his eyes. "Dorian's not gay alright?"
"Ok."
"So he paints this picture of him and all his pent up feelings go into it." He explained.
"Is he naked in it?" He asked with a frown.
"No, he's not naked in it or blowing anyone in it or anything like that, are you gonna let me finish?!"
"Go on, I'm listenin' Grandma."
"So, everyone who sees the painting loves it and Dorian's this pretty vain guy who soon realizes that one day his looks will fade and he's devastated."
"Poor guy."
"One day he makes a wish that he won't age or lose his looks and the wish is granted."
"Was it like a crossroads deal?"
"How do I know? Anyway, the knowledge that he's not going to get old and ugly turns him into a total asshole."
"I'm not seeing the similarity between us here Sam."
Sam had to smile. "He ditches the woman he loves and goes on this mad killing spree fuelled by sex and drugs…you getting it now Dean?"
"I should be offended but he sounds like the kinda dude I'd hang with."
"Every sin he commits and every bit of damage he does to his body changes the painting until it's a twisted and grotesque vision of his soul that he has to lock away in the attic so he doesn't have to face the truth."
"So he was like some big gay Wolverine, that's what you're saying? What happened to him?"
"He destroys the painting when he realizes what he's become and he dies."
"Cheerful stuff and you think he's like me?"
"That's not what I said. I said you don't age like other people."
"And it bothers you?"
Sam looked out of the window. "I'm your little brother, I'm supposed to watch you go through all this crap and show me how it's done."
Dean nodded. The thought that Sam was ageing faster than he was had never occurred to him, he looked ridiculously good for his age but Dean guessed these things weren't just skin deep. There were changes happening to Sam's body and he couldn't sympathize.
Sam hit him when he stuck a finger in his ear. "What the hell are you doing?!"
"Checking to see if you got hair growing in there, what's wrong with you Sammy? I mean it's not like you're drawin' your pension just yet."
"This coming from the man who still tells people he's thirty nine?"
"Yeah ok, I guess I have my issues too but I don't know what else to tell you." He waited a minute."What's it like, is it like puberty in reverse?"
"I'm not quite there yet Dean."
"You feel older, I'm just askin' how?"
"You wanna know how it feels?"
"That's why I asked."
"If you're Dorian Gray, imagine I'm the painting. That's how I feel."
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"Ok, I'm gonna ditch next period and try find Amber Kennedy's folks, you in?" Cole asked his sister as they walked between classes.
She grimaced. "Do you mind if I don't? I know it's all about the hunt but…"
"What?"
"I have driver's ed."
He let out a groan. "You're trying again?!"
She shrugged. "Third time lucky? I should share the driving with you so it's kinda work related."
"You're not driving my truck sis so you can forget it but if it makes you feel any better then go for it. Just no cops this time ok?"
"I'll try."
Hope was an amazing driver, one of the best but she had no idea how to control herself long enough to pass a test and had ignored the highway code since she first got behind the wheel with Dean. Her last tutor had to take a week off to recover and the one before that peed himself when she took him on a high speed chase. She already had a fake license so that wasn't the issue but Dean had made her swear not to drive until she was legally declared fit to be let loose. It was one of the many ways he had tried to rein her in over the years as heattempted to make her understand that her recklessness could have an effect on other drivers.
"So I'll catch up with you later?" He asked as she saluted and turned on her heel.
As he headed out to the parking lot Tyler magically appeared in front of him and he stopped dead in his tracks. "Hi." He said.
"Hi." She answered as she exhaled. "Big day."
"Is it?"
"The game?"
"Right." He felt the butterflies as he remembered, damn!
"As your rally girl I have to make sure you're prepared."
He started walking and she trotted alongside him in her cheer uniform as she produced a basket from behind her back. "What's this?" He asked as she handed it to him.
"Muffins, I made them for you." She gave him a practiced smile. "I'm known for my muffins."
"I bet you are." He answered as he opened his truck and dumped the basket on the passenger seat. He turned to her. "Well, thanks."
"Where are you going?" She frowned.
"I have an errand to run."
"But what about your preparation?"
He raised his eyebrows in an open question.
"It's my job to relax you for the big game…." He shook his head and she rolled her eyes. "This is the biggest game of the season."
"Ok."
"Arnett Mead…?"
"Really?"
She put a hand on the door as he climbed in. "Where have you been Cole?"
"I've got things on my mind."
Her attitude changed yet again like the flip of a coin as she smiled. "That's what I'm here for."
He closed the door and looked at her as he opened the window. "I'm really not following you here Tyler….what is it?"
She almost screamed in frustration. "Do you want a blow job or not?!"
Cole looked around the parking lot and saw a few people stop and stare before laughing. He had no idea what to say and fought the urge to blush as he slipped his key in the ignition.
She turned serious. "Don't leave me standing here Cole. Please." She had tears in her eyes as she realized she was getting rejected for the first time ever.
His knuckles turned white as he gripped the wheel in his hands, he didn't want her to lose face but this whole charade had to stop at some point. He sighed and reached out of the window to hold one of her shaky hands in his. "I'm sure most guys would jump at the chance, you're a really beautiful girl."
Her eyes closed and a tear escaped. "Don't say it."
"…but you're worth more than this."
"Maybe I'm not."
"Don't beg and don't sell yourself short." He smiled as he turned the key and put the truck into reverse.
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Hope frowned when she saw the drivers ed class was made up entirely of girls lined up the the parking lot checking their make up. Shepaused and spoke to the girl next to her. "What's going on?"
"Coach Riggins is taking class today…hot girls have an outstanding pass rate."
Her eyebrows shot up. "Really?" She might actually pass this time, she thought to herself as she adjusted her cheer uniform that was mandatory on game day.
As if on cue the assistant coach appeared and frowned at the boxy little vehicle and the cones. "Ladies." He greeted them.
Hope hadn't really gotten a good look at him before and wondered if her radar was off kilter. Her loins suddenly went into overdrive when she took in the battered jeans and lean, honed physique. Having been surrounded by queerleaders and teens had made her crave a real man and she wondered if she would be able to control herself in a car with this one. In his mid-thirties he was in her target age range and he oozed the kind of apathy that came from knowing he was hot.
She remembered her promise to Cole and wanted to cry as she tried to picture Luc in her minds eye but failed miserably. "Oh God…" She muttered. Maybe it wasn't too late to catch up with her brother.
"Miss Osbourne." He said as he stood in front of her.
"Coach." She nodded as she stared at her feet painfully.
"Everyone calls me Riggins."
"Good for you."
He laughed. "You don't drive yet?"
She looked up but stared at an inanimate object over his shoulder. "Er…no." She started trying to picture skin diseases but her mind kept going back to him lifting her skirt and taking her on the hood of the test car.
"You nervous? It's ok if you are."
"I'm not nervous." She squeaked.
"I'll start you off slow."
"How slow?" She breathed.
He frowned at her. "As slow as you like."
"Oh god. And I'll be in the driving seat the whole time?" She'd crossed the line and she knew it but could no longer help herself.
"Of course. C'mon."
The other girls huffed angrily as they grasped too late that if they had used that ploy they would have gotten to ride alone with him too.
They got into the car together and Hope tried to concentrate but in the confines of the car his scent was all that she could think of. "Chilli dogs!" She blurted out suddenly.
He looked at her strangely. "Excuse me?"
"That's what you had for dinner last night, with three beers and a tequila chaser."
His eyes widened. "Do I need a breath mint?"
"No, it smells goooooood." She said as she stared through the windscreen shifting uncomfortably in her small shorts.
"Are you ok?" He touched her arm and she flinched making him hold his hands up like he had a gun to his head.
"I can't do this." Her head collapsed onto the wheel. "My Dad made me promise to control myself." She was almost sobbing.
He took a second. "I get it. Hope, were you in a car crash?"
"Yeah, but…"
"Was it a DUI?"
"Huh?" She looked up.
"Well, you could smell the beer, I just figured…"
"Yeah, that's it. I'm traumatized by a car crash. Jaws of life and all that!" She said a little too dramatically.
"I understand. We'll just take it a step at a time." He reached across her and she closed her eyes as she smelled his hair.
"What are you doing?" She whispered.
"Seatbelt." He smiled as he sat back and snapped it home.
"Right." She took a deep breath as a shiver ran down her spine.
"Turn the key and check the mirror." She did as she was told and noticed that her pupils were so large it made her look like a demon.
"Put her in gear."
She wrapped her fingers around the stick shift and gulped before releasing the break.
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Dean stopped the Impala by the side of the deserted road. He needed to stretch his legs before he followed Sam and fell asleep. He got out and took in a lungful of fresh air as Nitro started running wildly in the deep snow. "Don't go too far!" He shouted as the dog barked happily.
Dean checked his phone, there was no reception so he shoved it back in his pocket. He walked around in circles for a bit and finally crouched down and scooped up some snow rubbing it over his tired face. It stung like hell but did the trick and woke him up.
He heard the other door open and glanced up. "You need to get some rest."
"I'm fine Sam. I just need some food and I'm good to go." He stood up and went round to the passenger side. "Let me see."
Sam knew it was useless to argue and turned as Dean lifted his jacket and ran a hand over his back. Sam flinched. "That hurt?"
"Your hands are freezing Dean."
"Sorry. You should lie down for a while."
"It's ok."
"Don't give me any crap, we gotta spend hours in the car and if I can feel the strain then so can you."
Dean opened the rear door and moved all the stuff off the seat dumping it into the road. He'd brought pillows and blankets with him and made up a bed. Sam was far too tall for it to be comfortable but it was the best he could do given the circumstances. "Ok." He grabbed Sam's arm and went to help him out.
"I can manage."
"The point is you don't have to, do you know how much crap Brooke'll give me when she sees you like this?"
Sam didn't want to think about what his wife was going to say to either of them but he knew he would feel better in bed with her rather than in the back of the impala with an over-excited dog. He settled in the back and Dean closed the door putting all their gear into the front seat. He rummaged around the food parcels and found something that surprised him. "Dude, steak."
"You wanna cook?"
Dean rolled his eyes and stood up whistling loudly. Nitro bounded towards him and Dean tossed the raw meat like a Frisbee that he jumped up and caught hungrily. "That dog eats better than us." He paused. "Pie! There is a God."
Sam chuckled. "So easily pleased."
"What do you want; sandwich, pie...? There's no rabbit food but don't even think of tellin' me you don't wanna eat."
"Sandwich."
Dean tossed a foil wrapped package at him and pulled out some water handing that over too. "It's ages since we did this; me, you and the open road." He scrambled over the seat and got back behind the wheel closing the door behind him and putting the heating on for a little while to compensate.
"We do it all the time."
"I can hear foil rustlin' Sam but no chewing. Eat!" He bit hungrily into his own sandwich and watched Nitro tear the steak to shreds on the tarmac.
"This car is like a time capsule."
"Oh God, here we go…"
"Ok fine." He answered snarkily.
"No it's alright Sam…philosophosize away."
Sam chuckled. "I'm just thinking that we're Dad's and everything now but when we're alone in this car it's kinda like I'm twenty something again and nothing's changed."
Dean thought about it. "That's not too dumb actually. I guess it's the same for me." He put his sandwich down and stared ahead again.
"What?"
"Promise you'll still do this?"
"Do what, act like a gimp? It's pretty much a given."
Dean ignored the comment. "This. Me, you and the car. When she's gone, you'll still want to do this right?"
"Yeah of course I will." He said quietly.
"Ok, good." He said as he carried on eating.
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When Hope emerged from the locker room Johnny was leaning against the wall outside. She turned on her heel and he fell into step next to her.
"What are you doing here?" She didn't look at him as she pulled her wet hair into a ponytail.
"They still think I'm a sub and there's free coffee in the teacher's lounge." He pulled on her arm. "Ya know you hear the most interesting things in there."
"Really?" She said to her feet.
"What happened?" He asked her. "I'm not even going to believe he took advantage of you. I mean, I don't blame you cos he's so hot he makes me want to stick a brillo pad down my pants and do lunges but Hope…"
"I know…" He head fell into her hands and he wanted to hug her but they were in a crowded hall. "What did he say?"
"Nothing, it's just a general impression that all the male teachers are now on Defcon five when it comes to you."
"I didn't do anything."
"I know sweetheart but when you get that way it's hard not to notice."
"I just took two cold showers and had a, ya know…?"
He looked at her in distaste. "Too much information, there has to be something you can do?"
"Most of the time, but not now."
"Why?"
"I'm ovulating!" She told him in a loud whisper.
Someone turned to them with a frown. "Practising for the school play." He said with a smile and a nod. "Are you always like a sperm seeking missile when you're…?"
"Pretty much."
"You're like that woman out of 'Species'."
"Ok, what did she do?"
"She got sperminated, gave birth to an alien and then the government killed her."
"That's really helpful Uncle Ninj, thanks a lot." She started walking again and felt tears burn her eyes.
"You have to have sex for this to stop?"
"Yes!"
"I hate this Godfather stuff. Ok," He grabbed his phone and handed it to her. "Luc's in Alaska."
She stopped dead again. "What?"
He looked at his watch. "The pep rally starts in twenty minutes. Lock yourself in the boiler room with a bit of lead pipe or something and call your man because I'll be damned if I'm letting you mount some random for the hell of it."
She smiled at him and wiped her eyes. "I love you."
"I know you do, now go have an orgasm."
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Johnny took a seat in the large gym and smiled at the people sat near him as he started up his digital camcorder. He didn't get many moments like this and wanted to have it immortalized to show the others when they got to Anchorage. Both his kids had issues and the fact that they knew it and fought to be better people in spite of them made him so proud he couldn't believe it.
On top of that and the hunthe was surrounded by jailbait in tight pants and cheer queers, he was in his element and he wasn'tabout to miss a second of it.
There were a few kids from the band there and they started playing some tunes to get the crowd warmed up. The excitement was building when music piped in from the speakers and the cheer squad finally emerged to the strains of 'Are You Ready For This' by Jock Jams. 'Bring It On' was one of Johnny's favourite films and he had to stop himself from dancing as he stood with the crowd and tried to film.
Hope was the last one through and some blonde in the front gave her a filthy look for being late. Hope located him in the crowd and winked with a massive grin as they began their routine. He waved at her as she started to dance.
Hope had always been a natural gymnast and therefore a born flyer. She and a butch blonde queen rocked the crowd as he threw her in the air and she did the splits confident that he and the others would catch her. Johnny had seen her tumble before and he didn't know whether it was practice or the orgasm but she had height that the others couldn't touch. She looked amazing and he felt himself well up as he thought of showing this footage to Bonnie and Dean.
The routine ended all too soon and Coach Taylor got up on stage to the cheers of the crowd. Panther banners were hung from the rafters creating a rousing backdrop for the gruff middle aged man. He stepped up to the microphone and took off his cap.
"I just wanna say thank you for coming here today to support the team. As you know, any game against Arnett Mead is a big deal in this town." He seemed to stare angrily at some people in the crowd. "We're ready to take them on in a fair battle on the field." He coughed as he turned the cap in his hands. "Let's hear it for the Dillon Panthers!" He shouted without much enthusiasm.
The crowd more than made up for it as the players entered the gym like gladiators. There were a lot of them and Johnny couldn't see Cole until they all got up on stage.
The coach spoke again. "We've already had our memorial for Shaun and he's goin' to be greatly missed but I want us to extend a warm welcome to the newest Panther. Cole Osbourne. Come on up here Cole."
Cole had his hands rammed in his jean pockets as he stood next to the coach awkwardly.
Hope watched from the sidelines and begged for him to do something to get the crowd moving. "C'mon bro…channel Dad."
"What did you say?" Max asked.
"Nothing." Hope ran to the corner where she'd put her bag, after calling Luc she was late so she had brought her book bag with her. She lifted out a massive pink dildo and a hunting knife, stuck an orange under her chin and pushed the spare shoes to one side before she found the CD. Jumping up she crammed everything back into the canvas sack and ran to the DJ with the disk.
"Why don't you tell everyone what we can expect from you tonight?" The coach asked as the whole room stared at Cole.
Johnny could feelCole's pain and lowered the camera not wanting to capture it. Give Cole a guitar and he would bring the house down but stood on his own like this, his unease was palpable. Cole wasn't a jock used to big displays of machismo and it showed.
"Er…" He sighed as he looked into the crowd. He saw Audrey and she signed something quickly making him smile.
Suddenly there was feedback from the speakers and everyone winced. Hope appeared at the front of the stage and mouthed two words to her brother. Be Dad.
He frowned as the music started and then the smile spread on his face.
"I'll tell ya what you can expect from the Dillon Panthers tonight…one hell of a fight! C'mon!" He yelled as he picked the mic stand up and hurled it to one side. The crowd started to roar and Johnny began to film.
Get your motor runnin'
Head out on the highway
Lookin' for adventure
And whatever comes our way
Yeah Darlin' go make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once
And explode into space
The cheerleaders got the gist and started shouting at him to do something. Cole watched them all screaming and Hope stared at him making a ripping gesture with her hands. Take it off!
I like smoke and lightning
Heavy metal thunder
Racin' with the wind
And the feelin' that I'm under
Yeah Darlin' go make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once
And explode into space
Cole shrugged and closed his eyes imagining how much his Dad would love this attention. He moved to the front of the stage and looked up from under his eyebrows unbuttoning his shirt as the girls went crazy.
Like a true nature's child
We were born, born to be wild
We can climb so high
I never wanna die
Born to be wild
Born to be wild
Hope stared in shock as her brother transformed into a God in front of her eyes. He wasn't as shy as he made out as he suddenly whipped the shirt open and she saw that he had Q.B painted on his chest in large blue letters. Max shook her screaming wildly as she stood dumbfounded considering the fact that this was the same guy who had been crying in her arms only that morning.
Cole pulled the shirt off and threw it into the crowd. Max almost knocked her off her feet in his battle to get to it like he was the last single bridesmaid at the wedding reception.
Get your motor runnin'
Head out on the highway
Lookin' for adventure
And whatever comes our way
Yeah Darlin' go make it happen
Take the world in a love embrace
Fire all of your guns at once
And explode into space
Cole was seriously rocking by now and clasped his hands together as his pectorals performed a little dance making the letters jump up and down. He turned around and revealed the large number one painted on his back and that was all it took as even the female teachers risked prison sentences to join in.
Like a true nature's child
We were born, born to be wild
We can climb so high
I never wanna die
Born to be wild
Born to be wild
By the end of the song all the Panthers were stripped to the waist except Jackson. The Coach looked on in bemusement as even the Hip Hop freaks started headbanging along with their new leader.
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Once the music ended it took a while for the crowd to calm but nothing could change the mood like a blood curdling scream.
Hope looked into the crowd and saw someone point at the rafters in the ceiling above the stage. Everyone looked up at once like they were at an air show as Tyler fell kicking and bucking from the beams as she fought the rope tied around her neck.
Everything moved quickly as people fled bizarrely in panic like a fire had erupted. Hope didn't blink as she ran back to her bag and threw it open. She tossed the sex toy and unsheathed her knife running back to the stage quickly. Cole was still looking up as the players all stared at the dying girl in shock.
"Cole!" She screamed. "Gimme a boost." She said as she clambered onto the stage sticking the knife handle in her mouth.
Cole moved into place and everything seemed to slow down as the room paused to watch them. He made a stirrup for her and raised her high into the air. She pointed up with her thumb and Cole got a firmer grip on her feet and roared as he extended his arms. She was still slightly too far away but there was nothing she could do she inhaled and bent her knees jumping slightly and grabbing one of the beams in her right hand as someone below screamed.
Swinging like a kid on monkey bars she moved over to where the rope was tied, there was no way she could cut it one handed so she swung her legs up and hung from the ceiling like she was a trapeze artist. Hanging upside down she grabbed the knife. "You got her?" She shouted to her brother.
"Go!" He yelled.
Hope grabbed the rope and sawed through it quickly as Tyler's limp body and gravity did the rest. Everyone started to scream as she fell to the ground and Cole caught her in his arms before she could hit the floor.
Hope breathed a sigh of relief and took a second hanging like a bat to regain her composure as Cole started giving Tyler the kiss of life.
There was a shout from below. "Hope!"
She tilted her head back and saw Max and a friend with their arms creating a cradle beneath her. She smiled and unhooked her legs flipping backwards landing effortlessly in their combined embrace.
Max stared at her as she hopped down slightly flushed. "Who the fuck are you?!"
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I so love those kids!!