Hello All,
So you may or may not have noticed that I basically fell off the face of the Earth with this story. To tell you the truth I wish I had a better reason for doing so. It just wasn't good. Lots of stress.
BUT! I am back. I have no idea when I will be able to upload chapters. I do not think it will be very consistent just because I have a lot of stuff happening right now. You all are so wonderful and I hope you understand that my predicament for this was not ideal and hopefully life will allow for me to get back into this. I truly missed being active on fanfiction and creating this story. I hope that I can still do these characters justice. If you have any plot suggestions please let me know, I love getting different ideas.
When Dean rolled out of his bed in the morning he glanced up at the buzzing clock by his side. He sighed. Groggily he slid on a pair of jeans and through on a t-shirt without looking.
"Good morning, Dean," said a cheery Charlie who was sitting at the kitchen table eating cheerios. Meg was next to her with a small plate of scrambled eggs and toast.
"Hello, sweetie," said Mary. She came over to Dean and kissed his forehead. Dean blinked, trying to get his eyes to focus more.
"I like your fashion statement," said Meg with a laugh.
"What?" asked Dean.
"Your shirt. I like your fashion statement."
Dean looked down at himself and realized that not only did he have his shirt on inside-out but he had it on backwards.
"What? How'd I do that?" he asked himself, but quickly slipped his arms out and turned it right side forward and flipped the fabric so the batman symbol faced out off of his chest.
"Seriously? Batman again," asked Charlie.
"Batman is awesome!" Dean declared
"Hm," puttered Charlie.
"Dean, you need to eat before the bus gets here," said his mother.
"Eggs please?" he asked quickly.
Mary smiled, and filled his plate. She then went over to the stairs in the other room and Dean could hear her call Sam's name.
"How'd you sleep?" asked Dean.
"Like a log," said Charlie, taking a bite into a well crisped piece of toast.
"Same," said Meg.
They all sat there for a bit. Dean ate his eggs and grabbed some pieces of bacon from off the table. Charlie finished her toast and took a swig of her orange juice.
"Alright, I'm ready," she said to Meg, who nodded and started to get up from the kitchen table.
"You're heading out?" asked Dean.
"We need to get on the road," explained Charlie. "But," she turned, "Mrs. Winchester, thank you for letting us stay last night," she said to the older woman.
"Oh girls, it as such a pleasure. It was so nice to meet you. Dean hasn't told me that much about you, but what he did say was extremely sweet. I'm so glad you could stay, if you ever want to come over and chat again I'd love to see you."
"Thanks," both Meg and Charlie said in unison with smiles on their faces.
"Bye, Meg," said Dean. He got up, and Meg glanced at him cautiosly and then extended her hand. Dean grasped it.
"Bye. Good luck with everything," she said.
"Come here," said Charlie when he released Megs grip. Charlie wrapped her arms around him, and he mirrored her actions in return.
"You're such a hugger," he grumbled jokingly.
"It's only sometimes a hazardous habit." She pulled away and smiled at him. "Texting is good now, email, skype, coming out to see me?"
"Sounds like I'll be seeing you soon," said Dean.
"You better be."
"Bye, Charlie," he said.
"Bye," she said with a grin.
Sam came running down the stairs.
"You leaving without saying goodbye to me?" he whined.
"Sorry Sam, didn't mean too. Bye," she said, roughing up his hair before hugging him too.
"Bye Charlie," Sam said and then turned to the dark haired girl. "Meg."
"Bye shortie."
They both waved their final farewell and then headed out of the kitchen and Dean followed to see them exit the front door before going back into the kitchen.
"Sam, sweetie I have your toast. Your bus is going to be here soon. Both of you."
"I'm ready, my stuff is by the door," said Dean.
"Thanks, Mom," said Sam, taking the toast.
Dean went over by the door and glanced out the window in time to see Meg pull out of their driveway. Dean could hear Sam shuffle around in the kitchen eating his breakfast quickly.
"Dean, your bus is going to be here any minute," said his mother again.
"I know. I'm going to go out and wait," he called.
"Okay sweetie, I'll see you when you get home."
"Community meal?" he asked.
"You are correct," she confirmed.
"See you, Mom."
Dean exited the front door with his bag slung over his right shoulder, bunching the fabric of his jacket up to his neck. When he got to the end of the street where the yellow bus would pull up he readjusted the fabric. He felt his phone in his pocket and pulled it out.
From Cass: My mother is so excited about me going to the community meal so I can go. :)
Dean smiled.
From Dean: Awesome! I can't wait!
I know this was a very filler chapter, but I had to do my best from where I left off.
You are are amazing! Can't wait until I get the next chapter up for you!
-IAmAPurpleLewie