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DPoV:
When Sammy was still small I always knew it was my job to take care of him. My little brother, who's gonna look out for him, if not me.
As he grew older and taller I still felt it was my responsibility, hell I still do. Now I have another brother to care for and people would think I woldn't care about the new brother or worse forget the old one.
Yet both of them held the same importance. They both needed me.
But right now Sammy needed me more than Charlie.
»You wanna talk?«
»Thanks, Dean. I know that must have been hard to say. But no. Dad and Bella talked to me, explained everything. At least everything I remembered to ask.«
It didn't hurt me to ask, but heart to heart talkes do make me uncomfortable so I left it alone happily.
Charlie ran over carrying three cars. »Dee and Tamy play with Chawlie?«
I bit my lip so hard I tasted blood. Tamy! A snort just escaped me.
I quickly looked down so Sam or should I say Tamy didn't see my face.
Another snort. That's it, I can't hold it in anymore.
I let out a deep belly laugh. And I couldn't stop.
Between Charlie and Bobbys smart mouth I'm laughing my ass off these past few days.
»What are you laughing about?« Dad asked when he and Bella came outside hand in hand. It's a shock to watch how dad was with her. Like a whole new person. I always loved dad, always will. But I like this version more.
»Charlie, tell dad who you want to play with.« I whizzed out.
»Daddy I want Dee and Tamy to play.«
Again I snorted, this time I was joined by dad.
Bella tumphed dad and then me on the arm. »You guys are mean.« She said but I could see the smile she was trying to restrain.
»We'll play with you Charlie.« Sam said, even he had a smile on his face and he was the on that got renamed. To a girl no less.
So we sat on the floor with Charlie, dad brought Bella a chair whitch he promotly sat on and pulled Bella on his lap.
I have never seen him act so…. Free, I guess is the word.
We played with the cars Charlie bought, when Sam brought up the topic of the demon again.
»So is that what you were doing all this time, tracking down the demon?«
If that's what he was doing, he was doing a lousy job of it. The demon was in his house. Bella knew the name of it before him and she knew about it for fourty eight hours.
»No, Sam.« Dad smiled, he smiled. I can't get over how different he is. »I was looking for a way to kill it. Not just exorcise it or send it back to hell, actually kill it.«
We were all speachless. Bella twirled in dads lap so fast she almost fell down.
"Woah there, angel." Dad said when he caught her.
»How John? Is that even possible?«
Dad kissed her forehead. »There's this legend about a gun. A special gun, a gun made for a hunter. They say it can kill anything.«
»Where is it?« Sam asked eagerly.
»It's just a legend. I found no proof that it actually exists.« Dad looked disapointed.
»A smart young man once said 'If there is a legend it exists.' So chances are it's real.« Bella told us looking straight at Sam.
I don't know if she just wanted to cheer up dad, or she really ment that.
»Belle it's like finding a needle in a haystack. Even if we had proof, it could be anywhere in the world. It would take forever.«
»This doesn't have to be a one man crusade John. You have me, the boys, Bobby and Bobbys library. With an army like ours we could take over the world.«
Bella is an optimist, who'd figure?
»You really think so?« Dad asked.
»That we could rule the world? No, I think that's a little pretentious, even for us.« Bella smiled. »But, yes. I honestly believe that if this gun is real we can find it.« She said with conviction.
So that's what we did.
Well they did, I took Charlie-sitting duties. Books just aren't my things, so I played with toy cars, watched Dora the explorer and her cousin Diego too. I had to say Sesame street was still my favorite. We had fun.
A few days later, when dad was getting even more grey hair, Bella sudenly yelled.
»I got it! I have it!« She was doing this crazy looking dance. I'm guessing it's a happy dance. We were all amused.
Dad jumped up. »You do?«
»So little faith, John. I'm insulted!« Bella passed him a notebook. We had no idea who wrote this, it wasn't signed.
But there it was. Black on white.
It was a journal, like dads but older. It was dated 1969.
Daniel Elkins. The gun was passed down from generation to generation. From father to son since 1861.
»You know him, John?« Bella asked.
Both Bobby and dad noded.
»Everybody knows him Belle, he tought me alot about hunting.« Dad scached the back of his head, »We didn't part in a good way.«
Sam snickered, Bobby snorted.
Dad dind't see eye to eye with many people.
»Yeah, well. You're gonna go to him. Let bygones be bygones and all that shit.« Bella said sternly with her hands on her hips, her eyebrow up and a frown.
Uuuuuh, she lookes pissed.
»Yes, dear?« dad asked, like it will get him of the hook.
»Damn straight.« Bella noded. »Now I'm going to make you guys dinner and we'll eat because I'm starving.« Then she looked at dad. »Then you'll go straight to bed, have a good nights sleep and you'll go see this Elkins man first thing tomorrow morning.«
Dad was already noding as she was talking. He was never the one to follow orders, but Bella did have a point here. I think that's why he hasn't told her to stuff it.
Dad was gone for two days. We lived pretty normal in this time, well as normal as the Winchesters can be. We played with Charlie, Bella cooked us food and she read with Sam and Bobby. Bobby answered his 'hot line' as I call it once.
That is how we found out Bellas dad was the chief of police. That was a bit awkward.
»Daddy!« Charlie screamed.
I caught him just before he ran to dad.
Dad looked a bit insulted but then he saw Bobby coming to him with his faithful flask of holy water he seemed to understand. When he took a sip both Charlie and I moved to hug him.
Bella came downstairs from doing laundry, I've never had clothes so clean before.
»John.« She sighed. »We missed you.«
Ugh! Parents kissing. And kissing.
Oh come on!
I coughed, I had to. They were making me very uncomfortable.
But in the same breath I realized they haven't had a moment alone since forever. God knows when dad left them to hunt, before the demon thing happened.
As they stared all lovey- dowey in to each others eyes I decided something.
I decided that at least for tonight Charlie's gonna sleep with Sam and I.
»So you have the gun?« I asked
Dad lifted a wooden box out of a leather bag. When he opened the box there was a beautiful Colt in it with six bullets.
»Does it work?« Bella asked him.
»Daniel asured me it does.«
»And he just let you borrow it?« Sam was sceptical.
»No.« Shit, he stole it! »He gave it to me. He said since he has no children it would probably get lost to some antique shop. So he gave it to me with my promise to pass it on to my boys.«
Wow! I was awestruck! I'm the oldest, does that mean I'll get the gun? I sure do hope so.
We were sitting at dinner when I shared my idea.
»Charlie's gonna sleep in our room from now on.«
»He will?« I cut Sam a look. »I mean, yeah. He will.«
Nice save Sammy.
»Why?« Bella wanted to know.
»Well, I've been thinking. Charlie's a big boy he shouldn't have to share his room with his mom and dad. Right Charlie?« I tried to weasel my way out. I didn't exactly want to spell out why I think leaving them alone is a good idea.
»Wight, Chawlie a big boy.« Charlie noded.
Now I have both brothers on board.
»Oh. Well if that's so. I guess it'll be aright.« Bella looked to dad.
Dad noded. »I'll transfer the crib to your room after dinner.« He said to me.
Problem solved.
Go, me!
After the first time and obviously the last too Sam never volunteered to do the dishes again. So Bella washed and Sammy dried. He wanted to help, he just didn't wan to do it alone.
Dad came back from moving the crib with a smirk on his face. UGH!
I knew what they're gonna do, but I didn't need to know they'll do it!
Hell, I'm so bleaching out my brain.
The Colt and Daniel Elkins info came from SUPERNATURAL WIKI. I didn't make it up!
Thank you for reading!
