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Chapter 2: Time For a Chat
"You're right sweetie," I agreed with my brother, "That was wrong of me. We shouldn't swear."
Well actually, I swear like a sailor most of the time, but Jared doesn't need to know that. Jared leaned back into my stomach content to be correct for right now. I shifted my attention back to Dean and Sam. They had been watching our conversation closely and I spotted a small smirk on Dean's face.
"Start talking." I spat at the two of them, "Right now."
Neither one seemed particularly rushed at my little threat, nor did they start spilling the beans nervously. In fact I can bet that nervous is an adjective that has never been used to describe the two men in front of me.
"Not here." Dean finally decided to speak. "How about Sam and I treat you two to lunch?" Dean narrowed in on Jared in my arms. "I bet you're hungry again huh?
To Jared's everlasting credit, he didn't reply to Dean and I wanted to smirk at that but I held it in. Just because Dean wanted to be immature didn't mean I had to be.
"I think we'll pass." I snarled at them. All I wanted to do was get us back in the truck and race out of here. Away from these crazy goons who seemed intent on messing up Jared and my life.
If I was being completely honest, what Dean suggested could very well be true. Karen didn't have a clue who Jared's father was. She was kind of a slut before she got introduced to motherhood. Anyways, whoever knocked up Karen didn't stay around long enough to even let Karen break the big news.
I wasn't too keen on finding some asshole that had only looking for a one night stand with Jared's mom. Doesn't really show tons of dad material to me. So if this Dean guy really was Jared's dad he wasn't getting any brownies points from me. Oh and bribing us with lunch? We doesn't he just give us a flipping pony and get it over with?
"Well…I can't say it's been fun," I said as I turned to help Jared into his seat, "and I hope I never see you two again." I turned to stare at them. "Really." I flashed them my best fake smile excited to see them in my rearview mirror. "Bye!"
"Wait a second!" I spun around to find Sam talking now, "Look I can understand that you think were crazy…" he paused, "We get it a lot but why not let us buy you lunch?" He flashed a look at a rather pissed off looking Dean. "My brother's just going to follow you anyway."
"That a threat?" I asked raising an eyebrow.
Sam sighed and looked like he was beating himself up for his choice of words. "No, not a threat…" He started.
"A promise." Dean growled finishing the sentence for Sam. "That's my son girly, and you better believe I ain't letting him or you out of my sight until we have ourselves a little chat."
"Kate?"
I spun head at Jared's timid question.
"Everything's okay kiddo," I assured him quickly, "We're about to leave okay?"
"Okay." Jared replied sounding completely unsure.
I hated that tone in his voice and I turned to glare at Dean and Sam.
"If you follow me I'll just call the cops…" I warned them.
If anything Dean's smirk just grew wider. "Like they'll be able to do anything."
It annoyed the crap out of me, but I knew he was right. Police never really knew what to do when it came to hunters and there rather unusual skills set. I could tell Dean and Sam were hunters with every single move they made. Plus Karen made a point to only surround herself with hunters. She was paranoid about it.
"Damn it." I grumbled my breath low enough for Jared not to pick up on. "You better have some proof!" I snapped at Dean while I gave in for lunch. "Yeah, you better have some f-"I paused quickly censoring myself for our younger audience, "You better have some real good proof."
"We do." Sam answered sounding eager to please. The two men moved towards the black Impala which was still parked directly in front of my truck.
Dean paused with the driver's door open and he sent me a stern glare. "We'll follow you. Just pick whatever sounds good to you two. That why we won't lose each other, you know, accidently."
I had to smirk. Dean wasn't dumb that's for sure.
"Sure, it would be just plain awful if we got separated." I agreed with enough to sarcasm in my voice to be considered rude.
"Won't happen." Dean snapped with that pissed face forming again.
"See you soon." Sam called from the passenger seat. "Oh and don't worry about what you pick. We're not picky."
Oh yes, because out of everything that's happened right now I care about that.
"Good to know." I snapped at him before hauling myself into the driver's seat.
"Kate? What's going on?" Jared asked sounding alarmed.
Instinctively, I reached out and took his hand comfortably. When I turned to him my face expression was anything but annoyed and I felt my frustration lessen slightly. My brother just had that effect on me.
"The guys back there our going to buy us lunch!" I said trying and probably failing to sound excited about it. Ugh, whatever. "You can pick the place okay buddy? It's completely your choice."
"Really?" Jared squealed with excitement.
"Really! So look for a good place okay?" I asked him. Dean backed up the Impala then and with a knot the size of Texas in my stomach, I pulled out onto the main road.
I drove the speed limit…okay a few miles under the speed limit the entire time. It pleased me how close Dean was riding my bumper. At this moment I do just about anything to piss him off. Jared was perched in his seat eyeing the restaurants we passed by with glee. So far he hasn't picked anything yet.
I wasn't going to rush him though. He was giving me the perfect opportunity to think of a plan.
Fifteen minutes later Jared was yelling with excitement and nearly hanging out the window as he pointed at a Godfather's on the side of the road.
"Jared, sit back down before you hurt yourself!" I ordered him softly.
"Sorry," he whispered sheepishly before turning back to eye his chosen restaurant. "Can we get pizza Kate? Please?"
I rolled my eyes good-naturedly and poked his nose. "It's your choice kiddo! You want Godfather's right?"
Jared's head would probably fall off if he had nodded it any harder. "Yes! I really do Kate!"
I couldn't help but laugh. He was just too cute sometimes. "Alright, then Godfather's it is!"
"YAY!" Jared squealed loud enough for Dean and Sam to hear in the car behind us.
I had an inkling suspicion that Dean was going to regret offering to pay when he realizes just how much pizza Jared can put away. Also, I played on milking this situation for it was worth.
If I was going to be forced to talk with these idiots, you better be damn sure I wasn't going to make it easy for them. I wondered how expensive there pizzas got here?
All too soon I had parked the truck near the entrance and was helping Jared out. Hardly anyone was here since it was still pretty early for lunch. I sighed holding Jared's hand tight before turning to face the music.
"Godfather's huh?" Sam asked sounding like he just wanted to break the awkward silence. "A favorite of yours?"
"Jared's choice." I said nodding my head towards the kid. He beamed up at me in response and once again my frustration level lessened. I could be civil if that's what my brother needed, and who knows? Maybe this would turn out okay for us? I eyed Dean's emotionless face. It seemed the only real emotion he knew how to convey was anger. That's great.
"You like pizza huh?" Sam asked of Jared. His got a shy but firm head shake in return and Sam smiled sincerely down at the boy. "Me too."
I decided then that I kind of liked Sam. He wasn't as intense as Dean and he didn't make me feel like punching him in the face. Also, he was good with Jared. That was most important in my book.
"Then what are we waiting for?" I asked Jared in a forced happy tone, "Let's go get some!"
I hurried inside with Jared still clutching my hand. Once inside, I watched my brother's eyes pop out wide at the little play area they had set up.
"Look, a ball pin!" Jared squealed tugging my arm.
"It's so cool!" I agreed happy that he was happy, "after you get some pizza you can go play okay?"
Jared nodded looking near to bursting with anticipation. "Okay!"
I turned to glance at Dean and Sam again. "So what now?" I asked absolutely hating that I had to take direction from them. For months now I've been the one in charge and I wasn't going to just give the reins over easily.
"We get some grub," Dean spoke up pointing towards the buffet up ahead. "I'm starving."
With that statement he walked on ahead of us and started piling his plate high with pizza. I blinked at the sudden change in mood but followed after him quickly. As I loaded my and Jared's plates, it didn't escape my notice that Sam and taken up the caboose of our little line. I felt very much like the meat in a sandwich as the two brothers trapped us from both sides.
"Here you go," I said handing Jared his plate full of two cheese pizzas and three breadsticks. "Don't drop it."
Jared huffed out a long-suffering sigh like he would never do such a thing. I knew better though. "Really Jared, be careful."
"I got it!" Jared whined. I let him walk away without making a big deal. He didn't usually talk back but he was overly excited and impatient at the moment.
I stayed close behind with my plate and two drinks on a tray. Once we reached the table Dean had picked which was tucked away from everyone else, but right in front of the play area and the Exit sign. I found myself thankful of Dean's obvious planning. I slid in beside Jared on the booth squishing him into the wall. He didn't a say thing about it, not that he could around the huge bite he had his mouth.
"Don't forget to chew." I joked but I still kept on eye on him. I didn't need him chocking today.
For a few minutes the only sounds are table was our noisy eating. It was obvious to me that each person at this table understood the feeling of not having enough food. Each of us, including Jared, ate our meals like we were afraid someone was going to rip it out of our grips at any second.
Eventually, I started slowing down and Jared got up to go play. I watched him for a few moments before turning my head over to Dean and Sam. They were watching Jared too and I didn't spy any maliciousness on their faces. If anything they felt tenderness towards the kid. I decided I liked that.
Even if I didn't believe a word they said.
"If you two think you're taking my brother away from me," I spoke causing them to turn their attention to me, "I will kill you." I let the sentence hang there, but I made it clear that I was more than capable of carrying out the threat.
"Don't doubt that." Sam laughed awkwardly. I stared at him until he looked down at his now empty plate. Feeling like I won there, I turned my attention to Dean because really he was causing me the most harm. If I thought Dean would back down like his brother, I was wrong. I hadn't expected that though.
"Where's your proof?" I demanded then, "I want to see it."
Slowly, Dean reached down to dig something out of his pocket and he plopped it down on the table in front of me.
"This proves I knew Karen." He stated calmly.
Raising an eyebrow, I gingerly fingered the paper in front of me scooting it closer. I frowned at a young looking smiling Karen standing next to Dean. They seemed familiar with each other.
"This doesn't prove anything important." I reminded Dean, "Lots of people knew Karen."
The brother's eyebrows rose at my use of Karen in a sentence. I rolled my eyes at the unspoken but still asked question.
"She adopted me when Jared was barely one." I explained, "Now I want real proof."
Dean reached into his pocket again and he placed two sheets of paper in front of me. Grumbling to myself I snatched up the papers and glared down at them.
The first one was a letter written in Karen's handwriting:
Dean, I'm sending this to Singer's because that's the only address I can think of. I don't want to scare you but I'm not going to keep it from you either. I'm pregnant. It's yours too….
I stopped not needing to read anymore. That was pretty convincing. I flipped the paper over and stared down at the second sheet. It was a blood test. My hands crinkled the paper as I stared at the words frowning.
Positive.
"When did you get this?" I needed to know.
"Three months ago." Dean answered. "A little after Jared was born I had Karen make a test...for you know…security. Things came up between then and now, and I just got the tests results back. I called up Karen and learned that she's passed, and that you hit the road with Jared." Dean shrugged like it was no big deal. "We've been tracking you two ever since."
"You sure aren't easy to find either." Sam said smiling kindly, "It's impressive actually."
I shrugged at the compliment not allowing it to warm me or anything. These two were moving incredibly close to my territory. Actually, they were moving completely into my territory and peeing all over the fudging place! I didn't like it.
"Karen taught me everything she knew." I answered.
Dean met my eyes then seriously. "Everything?"
I heard the unspoken question.
"Yep, everything."
As one the three of us turned to see Jared as he jumped into the ball pin disappearing for a few seconds before reappearing.
"Does Jared know?" Dean asked his voice sounding strained.
"Yep." I answered popping the 'p'. The brothers shot me similar looks of surprise and disgust. "Don't give me that look." I shot at them defensive. "He saw everything! Besides, Karen's been schooling him Latin and everything long before her death. She planned on him being a hunter."
"Well…" Dean growled, "Well…that will change."
I glared at him completely pissed off.
"Yeah? What gives you the right?" I spat at him.
In retrospect, I completely agreed with his statement. I have already made plans to bring them true, but Dean not get to have a say about it.
Dean looked at me with a small smirk on his face. He lifted his hand to point at his face.
"Father." He reminded me cockily.
I laughed in his face getting frowns from both him and his brother.
"Yeah? Is that the best you got buddy? 'Cause you're going to have try a hell of a lot harder than that!" I snarled at him, "Jared may be your son genetically but the boy doesn't even know who you are! You're not even a face in a memory to him!" I took a deep breath from my little sepal, "So…nice try. Karen gave you plenty of time to step into the father position, but that ship has sailed."
"Wait!" Sam begged as I stood to my feet.
"Why?" My voice like acid. I seemed to be stuck in bitch mode. "I jumped through all your little hoops…lunch, we chatted, and all I see left is goodbye on our schedule."
"Sit down!" Dean hissed at me.
His voice was quiet and completely dangerous. I obeyed.
"Listen girl," Dean spat his voice not changing tones.
"Kate." I interrupted him. I honestly didn't care if he knew my name, but I wanted to know that I had the guts to speak. That I wasn't some spineless wimp. "My name's Kate."
"Fine," Dean hissed at me, "Listen Kate, I'm not aiming to take Jared away from you. I know the kid doesn't know me," For a second I thought I saw regret flash on Dean' stoic face. It was gone in seconds though. "I only learned that he was my real son three months ago, but I don't plan on abandoning him either. Winchester's take care of their own. So Kate goodbye ain't on our schedule for a long time. Because as long as you got Jared, you're stuck with me too."
"Well shit." I growled in frustration.
"Kate!" Jared yelled suddenly right next to me, "You said a bad word again! You get a time out!"
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