The Other Winchester - Chapter 4

"Oh for crying out loud, pull over Haley." Dean growled at his sister.

The Police Cruiser siren blared and lights flashed as its occupant flagged them down.

"Oops! Don't worry about it, I'm great with cops." Haley said with a slightly guilty look.

Dean had told her to slow down and she had intended to, but by the time she lifted her foot from the gas the cop was on her tail. Pulling over she waited for the police officer to approach the car.

Rolling down the window as he approached she put on her best innocent expression.

"Good afternoon officer." She said, exaggerating her Irish accent to its fullest.

Peering in the window the officer looked expressionless at Haley.

"Good afternoon Miss, Is this your car?"

"No officer, it's my cousins. I'm afraid, he's not very happy with me. He told me to keep the speed down, but you know a car like this needs pushing hard and fast. It's almost criminal not too." Haley giggled and glanced at him through her lashes, flashing the Officer a grin which showed her dimples.

"That may be Miss, but, you were approaching ninety." He said coolly. "Do you know the speed limit for travelling in the states?"

"Sorry officer, I know I was going a little fast."

"Would you step out of the vehicle Miss. I'll need to see your licence and passport. You do have a licence?"

"No problem." Haley got out of the car, grinned at the officer before leaning in the open window, her ass perfectly displayed in tight black pants. "Can you pass me my back pack Sam?"

Sam glared as he handed her the back pack; incensed when she just smiled at him and winked as she backed out of the car.

Haley pulled her driving licence and passport from her wallet and handed it to the officer.

"Well Haley O'Donnell, this here's an American Passport." The officer said. "You don't sound much like you're from around here."

"Well, I'm originally from the States, but I moved to Ireland when I was just a little girl, hence the accent...It stuck." Leaning back on the car Haley hooked her fingers into the front pockets of her pants. "I'm travelling, getting to know the home country. It is very pretty."

The Officer grinned. "So, you'll be in the state for a while then."

"Next state over, I'm visiting family but I'll be around for a while, yes." She bit her lip coyly as she looked shyly at the ground. Playing the part of a flirtatious, flighty young woman perfectly.

"This seems to be in order. I'll just need to check the vehicles registration documents." Bending around Haley he looked through the open window at Dean. "This your car?" At Dean's stiff nod the officer held out a hand. "Can I see your registration please?"

Dean pulled the car registration out of the glove compartment and handed it over.

Looking it over the officer nodded. "This looks fine. Maybe one of you boys should take the wheel and keep this young woman out of trouble."

"Will do Officer. I was just about to pull her over when you stopped us." Dean said as he put the registration documents back into the glove compartment.

Turning back to Haley the officer handed her a ticket. "Try to keep the speed down miss."

Haley smiled brightly. "I will."

Finally the officer tipped his hat and made his way back to his cruiser.

Dean was out of the Impala and at the driver's side, pushing Haley into the back seat before the Police Cruiser had pulled away. The look on his face saying that she was in big trouble. He got behind the wheel without looking at Haley.

"That was disgusting. The guy is probably in his car jerking off after the display you put on Haley."

"What?...Don't be silly, it was only a bit of harmless flirting Dean. You can't tell me you've never used your looks to your advantage before because you'd be lying. Besides American guys love the Irish accent, think it's sexy." Haley said wiggling her eyebrows at him.

"Harmless flirting, I quote 'a car like this needs pushing hard and fast' " he said in a sexy voice, fluttering his eyelashes "You practically had the guy salivating when you showed him your ass and you still got a ticket."

Haley smirked. "Dean, I didn't get a ticket."

"What, well what did he give you?"

Haley handed him the piece of paper the officer had given her. "His number."

"That's it, you're grounded." Dean growled, crumpling up the paper he threw it out the window.

"What, you can't ground me Dean. I'm 28." Haley bit out, now slightly embarrassed that she had put on a display like that in front of her brothers. Turning to Sam. "Sammy, tell him he can't ground me."

"Don't look at me, I'm with him. You gotta know what you do to a guy Haley... I mean, even Dean wasn't immune before he knew who you were." Sam said, trying to help Haley out with Dean. Whilst he wasn't happy about it, she had gotten them out of a ticket and a potentially difficult situation, considering that they were officially dead.

"Dude."

"What?"

Seeing the look that Dean directed at him Sam grinned wryly. "Never mind, I'm with Dean on this one."

Maybe Haley wasn't going to win every argument with Dean after all. Sam had a feeling that when it came to Haley and guys Dean would be a pain in her ass.

Putting the car in drive, Dean headed back on the road. Shutting out Haley's indignant "Hey." he turned up the music and started to sing along.

A few hours later they turned into the road which would take them to Bobby's place. Haley was awake, but had point-blank refused to speak to Dean, Winchester stubbornness at its best.

As they pulled to a stop, Bobby appeared on his front porch waiting for them to get out the car.

Haley hopped out of the car and ignoring her brothers, grabbed her bag and stalked towards him. She gave him a quick hug. "Hey Uncle Bobby."

"Did I miss something?"

"Not unless you count my brothers acting like complete asses, you didn't, but that's probably a regular occurrence?"

"Remember, you're grounded Haley." Dean called with a grin.

"Bite me, Dean. You can go back to Hell!" Haley shouted as she stomped straight into Bobby's house.

"Grounded, what did you two idgits do to that girl." Bobby asked, knowing that either Sam or Dean were responsible for Haley's current mood.

"Us? Oh no, it was our oh so innocent sister that practically made out with a cop to get out of a speeding ticket. I just made my displeasure known and grounded her." Dean answered.

Sam just looked at Bobby and grinned.

"Um Dean, you can't ground her, she's 28 the same age as Sam and he's all grown up." Bobby said gruffly.

"Well, in my memory she's 8 and that's too young to have guy's leering at your ass. No way, that's happening. I say we put her in the panic room until she's say 50 and then let her out." Dean said only half-joking. "That way she'll be old and wrinkled and no guy will want to look at her in that way again."

"Dean, come on, that's a bit extreme don't ya think."

"Nope." Dean said as he lopped into the house. He paused at the doorway as he saw that Haley was on the phone. He folded his arms as he leaned against the doorway to openly listen in on her conversation.

"Hi, this is Haley we met earlier. I thought we could maybe get a drink..." She paused for a moment, her gaze never leaving her older brother, "...have some fun."

Dean expression was thunderous as he listened; striding quickly over to where Haley stood, he grabbed the phone from her. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Gotcha" Haley said with a grin a mile wide. Dean was so easy to get riled up.

Realising that his sister was pulling his leg Dean started to laugh and pulled her in his arms. "Sorry Hales, I guess I'm gonna be the protective big brother. It definitely makes me act like an ass."

"That's okay. I kind of like it, but you do know that I date right?"

"Never again, Hales, not if I can help it."

Looking up at Bobby and Sam who stood laughing in the hallway having saw the entire exchange he repeated. "Not if I can help it."

Dean, Sam, Haley and Bobby spent the next few weeks at Bobby's place getting to know each other again. They spent the days putting Bobby's place back together and turning it into a home. At night they would sit in Bobby's old sitting room and tell each other stories of their childhood and what things had been like for them growing up.

Haley talked about training, and hunting and her grandmother but when Dean and Sam asked whether she was happy as a child, she simply looked at them with haunted eyes her answer always the same "I missed my family."

They knew deep down that there was more to it than that, but Haley would shut down when the broached the subject and not give them an answer. Talking at night after Haley had gone to sleep they decided to give her some space and let her tell them the truth in her own time. After all they had all the time in the world now.

Dean and Sam also talked about the cracks in their relationship and how the decisions that each had made affected the other. There were lots of tears and laughter and after they finished they found a common ground and a new respect for each other as brothers. The future looked good for the Winchester kids.

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"Morning." Haley said as she came into the kitchen. Sam, Dean and Bobby were already there and were halfway through breakfast.

"Morning Hales, there's coffee in the pot and some eggs if you're interested." Sam said.

"Not just now Sammy, I'm gonna go for a run and hit the bag for a bit. I'm getting a bit out of shape with all this sitting around." She looked at her brothers with amusement. "Don't you two ever train?"

Dean grinned. "No Hales, we just do. Hunt, hunt, hunt that's what keeps us in such great shape."

Sam interrupted. "Well, I don't know about that Dean, I don't think you did much hunting at Lisa's place, eating pie."

"What about you hell boy, hanging around with Lucifer, didn't make you go soft did it?"

"Boys, no need to fight, it was just and observation" Haley said. "Okay, I'm off! See you in a bit." Grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge, she headed out the door.

Bobby turned to the brothers. "She still not talking about Ireland?"

"No." Sam replied. They had talked to Bobby about their fears that someone had mistreated Haley when she was growing up, but so far they hadn't been able to get her to talk. He was furious that John had left Haley with someone who didn't look after her properly and then not checked to make sure she was doing okay.

What Sam and Dean didn't know and what Bobby didn't tell them, was that sometimes he would hear Haley cry out at night in her sleep. He was sure that she was having nightmares and had asked her about it not long after she had arrived. Haley's answer was that she simply had bad dreams sometimes, just like everyone else. She wouldn't tell him anything. Bobby was sure that if he told Sam and Dean that they would confront her with it and demand to know what had happened to her, but Bobby felt it best to let Haley come to them on her own.

"She'll tell us in her own time boys, we just have to let her be and be there when she trusts us enough to let us into that part of her life."

They had just finished breakfast when Haley came back from her run. Grabbing her boxing mitts she went outside to work the bag.

Dean finished clearing up and went outside to watch Haley train. He had never quiet seen anyone work a bag the way she did and it was a sight to behold. He knew that she had trained all her life and over the last few weeks had demonstrated clearly her knowledge of weapons and the supernatural; she was like a walking, talking encyclopaedia of demons, ghosts and all things that go bump in the night. He was looking forward to seeing her put that training into action when they started hunting again. They had discussed it and decided that they would start to look for a hunt in the next few days, all of them itching to get back to work.

He watched Haley plugged in her ipod and tuck it in the holder attached to her arm. Dean could hear the sounds of ACDC blaring from the ear plugs from his place on the porch. He grinned, his little sis had good taste in music.

Sam joined him, leaning against the door jamb as Haley started her workout. To be honest he was starting to feel a little out of shape and thought he probably should join Haley on her daily workouts.

Using a combination of punches and kicks it was clear that Haley was a skilled in martial arts, her movements fluid and graceful as she worked her way through a series of moves, moves which could only be done by someone with some serious training time under their belt. Legs sweeping across the bag, twisting and turning in time to the music, sweat beading across her brow. On and on she went working around the bag, punch, kick, back kick, spin, never stopping only pushing on. With a final spin kick under the bag Haley stepped back and turned off her ipod.

She laughed as she turned to find her brothers watching her. "Working out usually only works when you do it, you know?"

"Yeah, but you're just so good at it" Sammy said "I'll maybe get you to teach me a few of those moves tomorrow."

"You're on little bro. What about you big brother, wanna learn some new moves from your baby sis?"

"Maybe, once you show me them in action and not on some poor punch bag."

Haley laughed. "Okay I need to shower then eat. I'm starving."

"Go shower, you sure do reek a lot for a girl." Dean teased.

Haley simply grinned at her brother, as the ringing of her cell phone interrupted her response. The teasing had gotten easier to endure in the weeks since they'd arrived at Bobby's. Her face fell as she checked the caller id and hit answer.

"Hello mother."

The brothers glanced at each other worriedly, Haley's voice was cold in a way that Dean and Sam had never heard before.

Knowing that her brothers and Bobby, who was standing in the doorway, were blatantly eavesdropping Haley walked further into the yard.

"Haley, my dear, we haven't heard from you in weeks." Haley's mother scolded. "We've called and you aren't returning our calls. We've been very worried. It really is irresponsible of you not to call us back."

Haley could hear the disapproval in her mother's voice even from such a distance. Things never change she thought, to her mother she said "Sorry mother, I've been busy"

"Doctor Martin called, he said that you haven't spoken with him in weeks and that you haven't filled your last prescription. Are you taking your medicine, Haley?" Her mother spoke to her as if she were a child. "You know what happens when you stop. Your father and I have been very worried, when are you coming home?"

"I've told you mother, I'm not coming home. That place has never truly been my home. I wish you would just leave me alone." She said harshly, she was upset that her adoptive mother was calling when things were going so well in her life; upset that she taken the call and worst of all she knew that her brothers and Uncle Bobby were listening and they were going to want some sort of explanation from her. One that she couldn't, wouldn't give them.

"You always were an ungrateful child Haley, after all that we have done for you. All that we had to put up with when you were growing up, how can you speak to me that way?" Haley's mother's voice rose in agitation.

"Mother, please don't make this difficult..."

"Difficult Haley, I wasn't going to call again, but your father insisted. Your Grandma Anne is sick and has asked for you. We've told her that you're on a trip but she keeps asking us to call, she's asking for you to come home."

"Grandma Ann is sick, how bad is she?" Haley asked her voice trembling; her mother knew that the only thing that could get her to go back was if her Grandma Anne needed her. She was the only person on her side when she was growing up, how could she not go to her.

"She's not good Haley; the Doctor says that she doesn't have a lot of time left. You need to come home now."

Sighing Haley knew that she had to return to Ireland, and see her Grandma for herself. She might not be as bad as her mother had made out but she had to check, couldn't chance something happening to her and not being there.

"Okay mother, I'll get the next flight out."

She hung up, not waiting for her mothers response. Why now? she thought, why when everything feels so right did she have to call? Haley could feel despair rising as she hurled the phone across the yard. "God dammit!"

Haley felt lost, she could sense Sam's concern, knew that he could sense her emotions through their bond. Sam and Dean were going to want answers, answers that she wasn't able or willing to give them yet.

"Haley?" Sam called out questioningly.

"I'm fine Sammy." Haley turned towards her brothers with a bright smile. She knew she wasn't fooling them. One could feel the turmoil within her, just as she could feel his concern. The other just knew she was lying.

"Haley you can't tell me you're fine, when I know you're not." Sam insisted stubbornly.

"I'm fine Sam... it's just I got some bad news. My grandmothers sick. She's asking for me. I need to go back to Ireland."

"What?!" Dean exclaimed gruffly, "you're not leaving!"

"I won't be gone long. I just need to make sure she's okay then I'll be back."

"Bull Haley, that's bull and you know it!" Dean's eyes flashed dangerously. "Your grandmother may be sick, but you've lied to us from the day you got here."

"Dean don't.."

"Sammy stay out of this!"

"So what is it Haley? What's the big dark secret you're hiding?" Dean pushed. "... and don't give us some crap about a sick grandmother. I want the truth about what those freaking people did to you and you are going to tell me now. There is no fudging way I'm letting you fly to the other side of the world ... "

"Let me Dean?" Haley said softly, her tone belying the anxiety she could feel rising up, threatening to suffocate her. She knew that she had to push back hard and get away from her brothers or she was going to have a panic attack in the yard that would scare the hell out of them. It had been a long time since she's had one, but she knew the signs well enough to know that .

"I don't recall asking your permission big brother," her tone as cold as ice. "I suggest you get the hell out of my way I have a flight to book."

"I said you ain't leaving Haley." Dean raised himself to his full height towering over his diminutive sister.

"Guys. Come on..." Sam said stepping between them. "this isn't necessary. Let's go inside and talk."

"Sammy I said butt out!"

"No Dean, can't you see she's not ready. You need to let it go."

"It's okay Sam, I'm not fighting with either of you about this." Haley said softly, her voice shaky as she reigned in her emotions. "I'm going to shower, book a flight then pack. Please don't try to stop me."

Slipping past her brothers Haley disappeared into the house.

TBC

Please review. I've changed the tone of the original story. Taken out some fluff and given it a bit more bite with a lot more angst to come. I hope you like it. Candygal1