Austin Samuel Winchester

I do not own anything you recognize…

Chapter Four

The next morning, Dean woke up early only to find he was the only one in the bed. Confused, he got out of bed and walked into the kitchen – after tossing on some boxers.

"Hi, Dean," Austin said from the living room. He was watching morning cartoons.

"Hey, dude. Where's your mom," Dean asked as he carefully tried to hide the fact that he was only wearing boxers from the four-year-old.

"Daddy's room," Austin answered, not even turning from the TV.

"Thanks bud," Dean said and walked back toward the guest room.

Dean opened the door carefully to find Carly going through the dresser's drawers.

"What's going on," he asked. Carly had changed into Dean's t-shirt and some of her night pants.

"Jeez," Carly said as she stood up, blankets in hand. "You scared me."

Dean noticed the look of pure worry on her face, "Is everything okay?"

Carly avoided his eyes as she answered, "Fine."

Dean gave her a skeptic look, "I call your bluff."

Carly smiled at the thought of the games they used to play.

"Want to play a game," Dean asked as he sat in the living room of Carly's house.

"What's that," she asked.

"Bluff."

Carly gave him a funny look, "How do you play?"

"You sit across from each other and play a game of cards. Anything where you can cheat. If you try and lie, I'll say 'I call your bluff.' If I'm right, you have to take a piece of clothing off."

He gave her a seductive smile as she said, "What if I call your bluff?"

"Same thing."

"I'm gonna win, you know that, right?"

Dean nodded, "I was planning on it."

"That's not funny," she said as she tried to brush past Dean.

"Then tell me what's wrong," he responded and stopped her with a hand on her arm.

"Chris called."

Dean got mad. Chris was her rapist, "Why? What'd he say?"

"He was coming to visit today," she said as she started to cry and leaned into Dean's chest for comfort.

"You have a restraining order, right?"

"He said he'd put a stop to that."

Dean cringed at the thought of someone hurting Carly, "Does he know about Austin?"

"He said he'd hurt him first."

"We're leaving," Dean said as he pushed Carly off his chest.

Carly nodded as Dean said, "Pack your stuff. I'll get mine and Austin's."

Carly nodded again and went to work.

Within a half hour, everyone was packed. Dean tossed the last bag in the back of the Impala as Carly locked the front door to the house. Austin was watching Dean as the elder shut the trunk.

"What tapes do you have," he asked.

"Led Zeppelin," Dean answered. "Why don't you go find it? Check the backseat."

Austin smiled and nodded as he went searching through the back of Dean's car.

Dean smiled as Carly came down toward him.

"Ready," he asked.

Carly nodded, "Thanks."

She gave him a sad smile and he kissed her on the forehead.

Austin saw this and shouted, "Mommy has a boyfriend!"

Carly and Dean smiled as Austin started to chant, "Mommy and Dean, sitting in a tree…"

Once in the car, Carly handed Dean the tape of choice from the backseat and told him, "Turn it up."

Dean smiled and did as he was told before pulling out of the driveway.

Little did either of the three know, Chris was watching from the next door neighbor's house. As he stepped over the neighbors' dead bodies, the thought that came to mind was: What a foolish girl. Thinks she can run from me with another man. No one can run from me.