A/N: Bobby confronts Sam, Dean, John, and Missy.

The days were long and peaceful at Bobby's. He meant it when he told Evy to do what she wanted. The only chores he required of her were basic ones-make your bed, clean up after yourself. Other than that, Evy took long walks, read, went to the park down the street and played. Bobby had put Evy to bed at seven that first night, and she slept until ten the following morning. She slept thirteen hours the second night and eleven the third night. On the fourth day, Bobby breathed a sigh of relief when she slept a normal amount, woke up happy, and went twenty-four hours without crying.

Bobby added another reason to kick the butts of Missy, John, Sam, and Dean to his list. They didn't call to make sure Evy was there. A pissed off Bobby texted Sam on the third day Just in case you forgot, you got a sister over here. She got here safe. They didn't call at all the entire time she was with them. Evy tried to hide it, but that hurt her as much as them sending her to Bobby's. Bobby caught her watching the phone more than once.

"You can call them, you know." Bobby said.

Evy shook her head. "No. I guess I know how much I mean to 'em now."

Bobby frowned and grabbed Evy in her tenth hug in just a couple of days. "If you have to, you can stay here with me. If they don't appreciate you, I will."
"Thanks, uncle Bobby."

Bobby distracted her after that by taking her out to the backyard and hooking up the sprinkler. They ended up chasing each other around the yard, ducking down behind old cars, spraying each other with water. Bobby was sore that night, but he had more fun than he'd had in years. Evy had stopped asking him to put her to bed, but Bobby did it anyway.

"Thank you, uncle Bobby. That was fun today."
"That was fun." Bobby said. "You're gonna keep me young yet, kid."

"Good. You're the only one who still likes me." Evy said with a smile.

Bobby turned serious. "Speaking of, I know you don't want to talk to them, but I called your mom. They're all four coming up here tomorrow."

Evy's smile dropped quickly. "Do I have to talk to them?"

"Not right away." Bobby said. "Remember Sheriff Jody? You met her your first day here?" Evy nodded, and Bobby explained, "She's coming to get you in the morning. You're gonna ride with her tomorrow while she works."

"Really?" Evy asked, a little skeptical. "Won't that be kind of boring?"
"Are you kidding? You might get to go on traffic stops, watch her take down a bad guy…"

"Really?" Evy asked, all skepticism dropped and replaced with excitement. "Cool!"

"I'm just kidding. It probably will be boring. But she promised even if it was a boring day, she'd make it fun for you." Bobby said.

"Uncle Bobby! That's mean!" Evy said, though she was laughing as she said it.

"I'm gonna bring them all to the house and yell at them for what you told me. I don't want you here for that. I'm gonna make them leave and get a room and think about everything, then I'll let them come back. Make sense?" Bobby asked.

Evy nodded. "Yeah.", she whispered.

"Hey. Everything's gonna work out. Worst case, you stay here and start school here next year." Bobby said. "Is that really so bad?"
"No. It's not." Evy said sincerely.

"Just promise me that when I put you guys together you'll talk to them. Even if you still feel like yelling, just promise you'll talk."
"I promise." Evy said. "Do I have to do it alone? Will you stay?"
"I won't leave you." Bobby swore. "Not until you say it's okay."

Evy nodded, happy because she knew he wouldn't break his promise. Even if the rest of her family did, Bobby wouldn't leave. "Good night, uncle Bobby."

"Night, Baitfish. Love you." Bobby said. "You want me to stay 'till you go to sleep?"

"No. I know you're right down the hall. Love you too."

Bobby tucked her in and stepped out, taking one last look at Evy in the doorway. The difference in her from the beginning of the week was startling. She was rested, happy, and was coming back to her old self quickly. She no longer had everyone on her shoulders. She reminded Bobby of a twenty years younger Dean, who more than once had been forced to give up his childhood in order to care for a young Sammy. No more, Bobby decided. This kid's gonna be a kid whether you like it or not, John. Don't screw this up tomorrow. Bobby shut the door, leaving it slightly ajar with the hall light on in case Evy decided she needed him in the middle of the night.

Jody came to pick up Evy the next morning, and Bobby waited, seething. He had deliberately waited until after Evy got to sleep to actually call John and tell him to come. He had told Evy he already called simply to gauge her reaction. If she had been too afraid to talk to them, Bobby would have backed out and waited another couple of days. He had told John that Evy was hurt and he needed to get here pronto. He didn't give details, just let John assume that Evy had been seriously injured and needed her father and mother and brothers immediately. Maybe now you'll appreciate her a little more, you son of a bitch. Sure enough, that afternoon, Bobby heard the Impala and John's truck screech to a halt in his driveway. He quickly did the math-John and Dean had made a twenty-four to twenty-six hour trip in just under eighteen hours. Bobby smiled as his front door was practically barreled down, and John, Sam, Dean, and Missy tumbled all over each other.

"Bobby, where is she?" They all asked at exactly the same time.

"She's fine. Sit your ass down." Bobby said authoritatively. "All of you."

"Bobby what the hell?" John said. "I thought you said she was sick."

"She is. I didn't say it was physically though, did I?" Bobby pointed out. "Again, sit your ass down before I make you do it."

"Bobby, is she okay?" Missy asked.

For the briefest of moments, Bobby felt guilty; Missy had clearly been crying. "Yeah. She's okay. She's spending the day with a friend of mine."

"Then why did you tell us she was hurt?" John demanded.

"I'm only going to say it one more time. "I'm only going to say it one more time. All four of you sit your ass down on the couch NOW. I've got some shit to say to all of you, and it ain't gon' wait any longer." When Missy, John, Sam, and Dean were finally all seated, Bobby began his lecture.

"For the life of me, I can't figure out how all of you together got to be so danged stupid."

"Bobby, what…?" Sam started, only to be cut off.

"Shut up, Sam. I'll let you know when you can talk." Bobby said, and Sam obediently shut his mouth. "The reason I sent her away is so I can chew you guys up and spit you out without her being here. I have always loved all of you like you're my blood, but I have never been so damn ashamed to know you."

"Bobby…" Missy said. "What are you talking about?"

"I'll tell you, but first I have a question for you. You lost your job nine months ago, right?" Missy nodded, and Bobby turned to John. "I found out what she was doing with the money."

"Okay…?" John said, infuriating Bobby even further.

"Are you really that dense?" Bobby asked. "Missy, if you didn't have a job for nine months, how the hell were your bills getting paid?"

"John was paying them." Missy answered.

"No, I wasn't."

"What?" Missy asked, astonished.

"I never sent you any money while we were on the road." John said. "I couldn't figure out a way to do it without it getting traced."

"So, if you didn't do it, where did…" Missy started to realize what Bobby was telling her, and it made her feel ashamed. "Oh, no."

"You putting the pieces together now?" Bobby asked bitterly.

"What the hell's going on?" Dean asked, speaking for the first time since they got there.

"For those of you late to the party," Bobby said, "the money Evy got from cheating for those other kids went towards paying the bills and buying groceries."
A stunned silence fell over the room.

"Do you know how long it took me to figure out what was wrong with that kid? A plate of pancakes and fifteen minutes of talking. She cried for two solid hours that first day she was here."

"Bobby, she wouldn't talk to us…" Sam tried to defend them.

"It's pretty hard to talk to someone who hasn't given her five minutes of attention in two years." Bobby said.

"We called when we could…" John said.

"Stop damn defending yourself. There is no defense for this." Bobby said. "If you called when you could, why didn't she hear from you guys after you shipped her here?"

"We put a GPS tracker in her bag. We knew when she got here." John explained.

"You know what she said when you hadn't called after three days?" Bobby asked. "She glanced at the phone a hundred times an hour. When I reminded her she could call you, she told me 'No. I guess I know how they really feel about me now.'"

John's face looked as if he'd been slapped, but he immediately shut his mouth and sat back down.
"Now, Dean, I'll start with you."

"What did I do?" Dean asked.

"You used to pride yourself on taking care of Sam when you guys were younger. And you did a great job with it. But you fell down on the job with Evy." Dean looked away, and Bobby continued. "I expected you to be the one to call and check on her at least every few days. But she tells me she heard from you a sum total of eight times in two years. I want you to think about that."

Dean nodded slowly. "You're right."

Bobby was gentler on Dean than he had planned to be on John and Missy. Dean was only following his father's lead, so Bobby moved quickly on to Sam.

"Sam, I know you got knocked flat on your ass when Jess died. I get it. I really do. But Evy didn't die. She was still right here, and she still needed you. She could have handled it with your dad and Dean being gone and not calling, but if you had been around or stayed in touch with her like you should have, this whole mess with her having to take care of Missy could have been avoided. You think about that."

Sam nodded, and Bobby moved on to Missy.

"You were a good mama to her for a long time. You were a buffer for him." Bobby said, pointing at John. "You kept him from being too big of an asshole to his kids. But you checked out. You fell down on the job. Am I wrong about that?"

"No." Missy said quietly.

"I told her that if you start to slip again, to call me. And if she calls me, I will come pick her up, bring her back here, and you won't get another chance. Got it?"

"Yes. Thank you, Bobby." Missy said.

"One more thing." Bobby said, sitting down on the coffee table in front of Missy. Missy looked him in the eye and Bobby thought to himself Damn you look like Baitfish's twin. "When John wants to be, he's a good man. But when it comes to choosing between John and your kid, she comes first. Every time. Clear?"

"Clear." Missy said.

"And you." Bobby said, finally turning to John. "Don't think I'm stupid. I know it was your idea to send her here, wasn't it?"

"Yeah."

"What the hell were you thinking?" Bobby asked.

"I couldn't take her attitude anymore." John explained.

"Her attitude is the problem?" Bobby asked. "You know, you like to throw that word around a lot when one of your kids is the slightest bit unhappy with you."
"Bobby, I tried to do my best…"

"If you had honestly tried to be half as good a dad as you were a hunter, we wouldn't be in the mess we're in right now." Bobby said. He knew it was harsh, but John had to hear the truth. "You have screwed up your job as her father. She forgave you a thousand times for a thousand different things. But the thousand and first time, she finally gets pissed off at you and refuses to forgive you for a while, and your solution is to put her on a bus and send her away."

"I sent her here because of the cheating…"

"Yeah. She got in trouble in school for, what? The second time ever? Even if it hadn't been for a damn good reason, that's at the very bottom of the list of what's wrong here." Bobby said. He expected John to argue with him, but when he didn't, Bobby delivered the death blow. "John, you broke that kid. She put everything she had into making sure you knew she loved you. And you screwed it up by not giving her the same thing. Are you hearing me?"

"Yeah." John said quietly.

"Do you four want to fix this?" Bobby asked.

"Of course, we do." Missy said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Think about it before you answer me. Because all of you are on your last chance here. Any of you hurt Baitfish again, she comes here and she stays here." Bobby said.

"Bobby, please. We need her back." Sam said.
"Yeah, she needs to come home." Dean answered.

Bobby nodded, satisfied that Dean and Sam understood their part in the mess. But it wasn't you two I was worried about, he thought as he said, "And you two?"

"I want my baby back, Bobby." Missy said. "I'll get on my knees and beg forgiveness if I need to. But I want my baby back."
"I'll be right there with you." John said.

"Okay." Bobby said, happy they were getting on the right track. "But we're still not quite done. You're not getting her back tonight."

"What?", everyone said at exactly the same time.
"You're not getting her back tonight." Bobby repeated coolly. "She knows you're here today, but she needs a little more time before she sees you guys. And I agree with her."

"Bobby, that shouldn't be her decision." John said, the slightest bit of anger coming back.

"Well, it is. Because until she tells me she's ready to go home, I ain't making her go. Missy, do you disagree with me?"

"No." Missy said.

"What?" John asked.

"John, if we force her to talk and force her to go home with us, it'll make this worse." Missy explained. "We have to do this on her timeline."

John sighed. "Fine."

"Bobby, when do you want us back?" Missy asked.
"Twenty-four hours." Bobby answered.

"Why so long?" John asked. "Why can't we come back tonight?"
"Because your kid is having some fun for the first time in years." Bobby snapped. "And because I want all of you to think about the things I told you to think about. And I want you, specifically, to think about the fact that because you were gone fulfilling what you wanted to do with your life, your kid was taking care of herself and your wife. That she's the reason you, Sam, and Dean had a house to come back to in the first place. And in exchange for all that, she got yelled at, called stupid, lazy, worthless, and, my personal favorite, selfish." Bobby noticed John flinch when he said 'selfish'. "That kid ain't thought about herself in months. She's hurting, tired, and now she feels like she don't mean a damn thing to any of you. She's been living with that for days, so the least you can do is stew in it for a day."

John finally gave in. "Okay, Bobby. We'll be back tomorrow."

Bobby's cell phone rang. He picked it up and told the four of them sternly, "Do not say a word." Bobby put the phone on speaker. "Hey, Baitfish. How's it going with Jody?"

"Uncle Bobby, this is the best day ever!" An excited Evy practically shouted.

"You're having fun then?"

"You bet I am!" Evy said, and launched into a lengthy description of her day so far.

As she talked, Bobby noticed the looks on the faces of everyone on the couch. Evy finally seemed as happy as they had been when the demon had died and their hunting lives were finally over. But they had nearly killed that joy inside of her by not paying just a little more attention to her. Evy finally asked,

"Uncle Bobby, Sheriff Jody talked to the fire chief and he said I could go over and have dinner with them. See the trucks and everything like that. Can I go?"

"You bet you can, Baitfish. Go have fun." Bobby said.

"Thanks, uncle Bobby. Love you."

"Love you too, kiddo. See you later." Bobby, said, hanging up the phone. He placed his phone on the counter and told them, "Go on. Go. Get a room, sleep in the car and truck, I don't really care. But you can't stay here tonight."

Sam, Dean, and John walked out with nothing more than a nod of acknowledgment to Bobby. Missy stood up and said to Bobby, "Thank you. Thank you for taking care of her. Opening up out eyes."
Bobby nodded. "You can do this. All she wants is her mom and dad back."
"I'll remember that." Missy said. She opened her arms and said, "Can I have a hug?"

Bobby smiled. "Come here, idjit."

"It's good to see you, Bobby."
"You too." Bobby said. "Go on, get out of here." As Missy walked out, Bobby thought to himself Don't screw this up, you guys. It really is your last chance.

Next chapter: Evy confronts her parents and brothers.