Information in the story taken from Season 5 "Swan Song" Episode.

If the Impala could talk she would say that once again she heard that one of her boys were arguing with his Dad. 'Will they never learn?'

"Why can't we just stay at the motel Dad?"

"Don't even start with me Dean you know exactly why!"
"Come on Dad that was three weeks ago. I said I was sorry. You beat my ass for it and I've been on lock down since. I promise never to leave Sammy alone every again. Please."

"Last time I'm saying this son, so you'd better listen up now or you'll be sitting in the car on a sore ass. Either way, you'll be sitting in the car! Get your brother and your stuff and get your ass in the car!"

"Yes sir," Dean said in defeat as he turned towards the motel room.

"Oh and Dean?"

"Yes sir?"

"Lose the attitude right now!"

"Yes sir!"

Dean walks back towards the motel room to get Sam and Sam's stuff since he wasn't allowed to bring anything, he was grounded from everything. He started complaining as soon as he reached the doorway. Too bad he didn't notice his Dad went to get something and followed him. He started to complain saying,

"This is so fucking stupid. I can...Owww. Dad... ouch... sorry!"

John had grabbed Dean by the arm and was marching him over to the bed by swatting him all the way there. He sat down and threw Dean over his knee as he continued to swat the boy's backside.

Sammy hating to see Dean getting spanked ran to the bathroom and closed the door. He had tears in his eyes as he heard the sound of Dean's distress. He sat on the floor and covered his ears and hummed and waited just like Dean had taught him to do.

John didn't spank long or hard. This was a more of a, 'I'm in charge, you're going to do as I say, attention getting spanking. So while it won't last long, Dean will sit uncomfortably for part of the trip. He stood his son up and hugged him tight, kissed the top of his head and asked,

"Attitude gone yet or do I need to continue?"

"Yes sir, all gone no need to continue."

"Okay, you ready to do as you were told?"

"Yes sir."

"Alright, go get Sammy and get to the car so we can go."

"Yes sir."

Dean went into the bathroom and slowly sat next to Sammy. He hissed a little bit but he needed to show Sam he was okay. He wrapped his arm around Sammy and his little brother looked into his eyes.

"You okay Dean?"

"Yeah kiddo, I'm fine."

"What did you do?"

"I had a bad attitude with Dad and was cussing at him. I thought he was in the car and he was behind me."

"Not very smart!"

"No tiger it wasn't! But we really need to get your bag and get to the car before Dad decides I need another dose of incentive."

"What about your bag?"

"Still grounded so I'm not allowed to have anything but research books or some paper and pencils. Come on."

"I'm sorry Dean." Sammy pouted.

"This isn't your fault Sammy. I left you alone so I have to pay the price. Thank goodness nothing happened and Dad was who found you."

"If I wouldn't have left the room."

"I still would have gotten my ass beat because I left you alone. Same results Sammy. Can we please go?"

"Dean Eric Winchester!"

"Yes sir." Dean says as he and Sammy run to the car.

"What took you so long?"

"Sorry Daddy I couldn't find my Cat in the Hat book. We just got my bag zipped."

"It's okay, just get in the car. I need to get to my meeting." Dad explained. Sam didn't know about the supernatural yet.

They headed out so John could take care of the salt and burn a few cities over. Sam waited until they got a ways down the road before he asked,

"Daddy?"

"What's up tiger?"

"When are you gonna let me and Dean stay at the motel? The car is cramped and boring."

John glared at Dean thinking he might have set this up. Dean shrugged his shoulders and instantly proclaimed,

"I didn't say anything sir, honest I didn't."

"I just want to know how long we're gonna be punished for?" Sammy asked.

"Sammy, Dean is being punished for leaving you. You were punished for leaving the room already. Done and forgiven!"

"Well why didn't you forgive Dean yet? He was dumb but you beat his ass already."

"Samuel, watch your language! I'll pull this car over if I have to.""

"Come on Sam stop."

"Oops sorry, I meant spanked him already. Why is he still being punished?"

"Sammy knock it off!" Dean begged.

"Enough Sammy. Dean's still grounded until I say differently. End of story understand?"

"Yes sir," Sam answered but he was stewing.

Sam kept a lid on his anger. He tried to stop it but the more he thought about it the angrier he got. His Dad's phone rang and he could tell it was Uncle Bobby about the meeting Dad was headed to. He couldn't hold it in any longer,

"You never answered my question, how long are we grounded for?"

"Samuel Michael Winchester, I just said you aren't being punished and that we were done talking about it."

"I am too being punished!"

"You watch your tone right now young man!" John bellowed.

"Sammy please just stop. You're not in trouble I am so please stop it before you do get in trouble." Dean pleaded.

"I'm trying to tell you both I'm being punished too. Dean isn't allowed to do anything so he can't play with me, read to me, watch TV with me, or take me outside. We get to do some running when you say Dad but nothing fun. So now we get to sit in the car and do more nothing. At least in the room we have room to walk around." Sam was yelling at this point because of pure frustration!

"ENOUGH!" John yelled, "I don't have time to stop to deal with you. Just stop, last warning!"

"I don't understand Dad. It's a simple question." Sam sulked.

"That's it. I don't have the time to pull over and deal with you. I want you here." John said pointing to the floor in front of the middle of the back seat.

"Dad please, I'll get him to stop." Deal begged.

"Dean, this doesn't concern you. Sammy, on your knees then turn around and bend over the back seat."

Sammy didn't mean to push his dad so far. He just wanted to understand. He slowly moved to get into the position his Dad told him to get into.

"Sam I understand that you feel frustrated but talking to me the way you just did is NEVER acceptable! Understand?"

"Yes sir, sorry." Sam bent over the seat and Dean grabbed his hand.

John awkwardly reached his hand straight down over the backseat and started the assault on Sam's backside. Sam was crying after a few swats as his Dad was spanking hard but luckily for Sam he didn't spank long. The Impala held the poor boy in position and Sammy's tears soaked her seat. Dean rubbed Sammy's back until he calmed down. He whispered words of comfort to him as he calmed. Neither boy was sure if Sam was allowed to get up or not so, he stayed in that position. His knees were starting to hurt.

"Daddy?"

"Yes Sammy?"

"Can I get up?"

"That depends."

"On what?"

"Are you done raising your voice to me and being disrespectful?"

"Yes sir."

"Then yes, you can get up."

"Thank you Daddy, Sorry."

Sammy leaned on Dean and cried. Dean wrapped his arm around Sammy. After a little while Dean asked his Dad,

"Sir?"

"Yes Dean?"

"May I have permission to read to Sammy?"

"Yes Dean go ahead."

So, Dean read the Cat in the Hat to Sam and he fell asleep. He helped his little brother lay down and he carded a hand through Sammy's hair. Fifteen minutes later they pulled into a gas station. John got Sammy up and made them both use the bathroom. He didn't want them to get out of the car at all while he was gone. They loaded back up and headed out. A few minutes later he pulled off the side of the road and parked. John made sure his boys were all set and he headed out to find the grave. The boys liked to hang out in the front seat since they aren't allowed to ride up there yet, so they hopped the seat.

"Dean will you please play with me?"

"Sure thing kiddo but we need to watch out for Dad. I don't want a spanking."

"Okay Dean, it's getting dark we just have to look for his flashlight."

"What do you want to play?"

Sammy grabbed his backpack and carefully put it in his lap he pulled out Dean's bag of Legos.

"Sammy what did you do?"

"I wanted you to have fun too!"

"Thank you." Dean answered and he really meant it.

His ass would be grass if he was caught but the gesture didn't go unnoticed by a grateful big brother. The boys played with the Legos and built a house for Sam's Ghost Busters action figures. They had been playing by flashlight as it had started to get dark. Dean should have insisted they go to sleep since it was past their bedtime but they were having fun. Out of the corner of his eye, Dean spotted his Dad's flashlight.

"Hurry Sammy, Dad's on his way back."

They grabbed the Legos and shoved them back in the bag they were in and Sammy zipped the bag into his backpack.

"Dean look," Sam said in a panic as Dad was getting closer.

Dean looked at the dash and saw five Legos in the window. He quickly grabbed them and couldn't find a place to put them until he saw the heater grates. He quickly shoved them down the grate and sat down with his book reading while Sammy played.

Dad opened the car door as the boys acted like they'd just seen him and climbed back into the backseat.

"You boys alright?"

"Yes sir," was echoed throughout the car.

"Good, I've thought about it and if you stay out of trouble the rest of tonight and the trip we have to take tomorrow, I'll consider the grounding over and allow you to stay at the motel."

"Really? Thanks Dad." Sammy said

"Awesome" Dean said looking at the dash as his Dad started the Impala.

They headed back to the motel. John not knowing what they'd shoved in the heating vents and them not talking. They boys behaved and were ungrounded by the next day. As far as the Impala goes, they were in the clear until the heater was used for the first time. But that's another story the Impala could tell if she talked.