Chapter 56

There were quite a few interesting things up in that attic. A lot of it I recognized because it actually belonged to us. Most of it was furniture that had come out mine and Dean's bedrooms. Back in the far corner, on the opposite end from where the fire had been, I found mom's hope chest. Inside it was most of her journals that she had written while she was growing up.

I couldn't believe that I had found them. Dad had told Laura that he thought they were destroyed. I almost called for the boys to come and see it, but didn't. I figured we needed to finish the job first. I looked into the chest one last time and then went back to work.

I was about to place my last bag when an old lamp came flying across the room at my head. I ducked, but got nailed square in the face with a second lamp. I cussed out the poltergeist and then placed my last bag. I was heading for the stairs when Dean's old bed, fully assembled, came flying across the room and smacked me in the head.

I woke up to Dean shaking me. The bed that had assaulted me was laying across my legs. I propped myself up on my elbows and said I was fine, except for the bed that was sitting on me. He looked at it and then flipped it off me. He helped me stand up and then grabbed my chin so he could take a better look at the cuts on my face.

While he was inspecting me, I asked him where Sam was. He said Sam was checking on Missouri and we were spossed to meet them in the kitchen. I told him we'd better get going then and headed for the stairs. He told me to slow down cause I probably had a concussion, but I said I was fine and headed down the stairs.

The kitchen was completely thrashed. Dean and I looked at each other and I shook my head, trying not to laugh. He asked me what was funny and I told him by the looks of that room I should be the one checking him for injuries. He just shrugged and we started a very small clean up attempt.

Sam and Missouri came in a minute later. Sam took one look at me and started doing the same thing Dean had done upstairs. I told him I was fine and we needed to get the mess cleaned up before Jenny and her kids got home. The words had just left my mouth when Jenny walked in the door.

Her eyes got real big when she saw the mess and I tried not to laugh at the expression on Dean's face when Sam offered to pay for the damages. Missouri told Jenny that Dean was gonna clean up the mess and I did laugh at him that time. I told him I'd help, but Missouri said the only thing I was gonna do is sit down so Sam could clean up my face. I insisted that I was fine, but Missouri is a brick wall when she gets an idea in her head. She sent Sam out to my Jeep to get my med bag and made me sit down in the living room and wait for him while Dean cleaned up the kitchen and Missouri help Jenny put her kids to bed.

Sam and I didn't say anything to each other at first. I just sat on the couch and let him check me over. After a few tense minutes I asked him if he realized what Missouri was up too. He just shook his head and went back to dabbing at the cuts on my face. I told him that she wanted us alone together cause she thought we needed to talk.

He stopped and looked at me for a second and then said, "OK, so talk." I told him that I didn't know what to say. He said he did, but wasn't going too because Dean had asked him not too. I said under my breath that Dean had done that because he didn't want to go through with us what he had with Sam and Dad. I didn't mean for Sam to hear me, but he did.

He asked me what I had meant, but didn't answer. That got him mad enough to go ahead and get his anger out. He said I had no right to keep the truth from him like that. He knew that I had made Dean promise me a long time ago not to tell him anything unless dad did first.

He went on for several minutes and then asked me if I had anything to say to him. I told him that he was right about everything he'd said and that the only thing I could do was apologize. That's when Sam said he didn't want an apology, he wanted answers. He was looking for an explanation and I couldn't really give him one. The only person that could was dad and we all knew that would never happen.

Dean and Missouri came into the room a few seconds later and said it was time to go. Dean asked if I felt like going to a bar with him and I said no. I just wanted to sleep. I knew he wanted to catch up, but I thought he and Sam should talk about a few things, namely me, without me around. Dean just said ok and then asked if Sam was ready to get going.

Sam stood up, looked down at me, and then said yes. We left thinking that everything was over. Missouri and I went back to her place. As soon as we walked in the door, she started talking. I thought she was talking to me at first, until we went into her sitting room and I saw dad sitting in the same place I had found the boys earlier that day.