"I wish you didn't have to go," Ethan said, kissing his wife once.

"I know, me too, but I'll be back in a couple of days. Believe me. I'd love to escape the chaos of fashion week for at least one year but I just got back into the business. I've got to make an appearance with my new line," Molly replied.

"I know," Ethan sighed.

"How are you hours at the hospital?" Molly asked back.

"Fine. It should be okay with you gone but Renee and Iz are okay by themselves every once in a while, aren't you Renee?" Ethan asked his daughter.

"Yeah, Dad, we're fine," Renee shrugged.

"If you need anything, you know to call Meredith and Dean, right?" Molly asked.

"Of course, Mom. I'm seventeen, not seven," Renee reminded.

Molly chuckled, "I know. Sometimes I just like to pretend you're not. It's as if I turned around and when I turned back around, you were a grown woman."

"Alright, I've got to go. Good luck this weekend, babe. I'll see you when you get back," Ethan said, kissing Molly once before heading out of the house for the hospital. Renee finished her cereal and went to put her bowl in the sink.

"Hey, is everything alright, sweetie?" Molly asked.

"Yeah, everything's fine. Why?" Renee asked back.

"Nothing, you're just quiet this morning. Anything on your mind?" Molly asked again.

"Uh… sort of," Renee said.

"Okay," Molly said, giving Renee a chance to continue.

"John Winchester asked me to tutor him and I told him I'd think about it," Renee confessed.

"Oh, you and John used to be great friends! Why wouldn't you tutor him?" Molly asked back.

"Well, Mom, he's kind of become a notorious womanizer and… he's just not the kind of person I've wanted to be around ever since freshmen year. All he's ever been concerned about was being popular, himself, and his family. You know how he is, Mom," Renee replied.

"Well what about second chances?" Molly asked.

"I don't know. It just came out of the blue – him asking me to tutor him. It's weird, you know?" Renee asked.

Molly nodded, "Yes, but you and John used to be friends and he used to really care about you, Renee. I don't think that's ever really changed and maybe he honestly wants to reconnect with you."

"So you think I should do it?" Renee asked.

"It's up to you, sweetie," Molly smiled. Ugh. Renee hated when her mom did that. She knew that that was her mother's version of guilting her into it. She'd persuade her that it was the right thing to do and then leave it up to Renee so that Renee felt like she had to do the right thing.

"It was just weird though, you know? He tried to convince me and said he'd take me out for a burger and-," Renee started.

"Oh, he asked you out for a burger? Renee, this boy means serious business," Molly teased.

"Mom!" Renee groaned.

"What? His father was just like that in his teen years so I can only assume that asking you to get a burger sounds like asking you out on date," Molly replied. Renee thought it over. There was a question that had been bothering her for a while and she knew now would be a good time to ask it.

"Mom, can I ask you a question?" Renee asked.

"Sure," Molly answered.

"Uncle Dean used to be just like John, didn't he? When he was about our age?" Renee asked.

Molly thought it over, "A little yeah. Well, yeah, a lot. Dean was like that always but when we could all see how much he loved and cared about your Aunt Meredith. He never would've done anything intentionally to hurt her and he was true to her."

"I guess, just talking to John today, I found it hard to believe that she would've ever gone for him if he had at all acted the way John does now," Renee sighed.

"Dean and Meredith grew up together. They were practically in love with each other since they were seven… there was always something there between them," Molly said.

"I see…" Renee said, processing it all. Renee and John had grown up together and had been best friends up until high school. Had then there always been something between them? He was asking her out on a date… he couldn't be. He was always with Jamie Callahan. There was no way… not that Renee wanted it to be. Or did she? She could see the parallels between she and John and her aunt and uncle's relationship. She never really could resist John's charm… Renee sighed and tried to push away all of the obnoxious questions running through her head. Renee didn't have answers now but she did know one thing: She was going to have to tutor John Winchester.

"Great… just I need right now," Renee said to herself.

"Hey, can you take me to school?" a little voice asked.

"I thought Dad was taking you to school," Renee replied.

"Nope, he just left," Iz, Renee's little sister asked.

"Yeah, sure," Renee sighed. Just one more chore for her to cross off her list. Great, tutoring John Winchester was going to be like another chore. She was going sure when she was going to tell him that she'd do it. She'd just let him squirm for a little while, if he really cared. Renee grabbed her car keys and she and Iz went outside to the car.

Iz straightened out her tank top. Isabelle, "Iz" for short wore a beaded tank top with a skinny black tie and a black, leather jacket with some dark skinny jeans and trendy boots. Her hair was light blonde and wavy, and was cut just to her shoulders. It was curled today. Iz was edgy and had her own sense of style. Renee glanced at her younger sister who was now in the eighth grade. She'd be going to high school next year.

"I can't believe Mom let you wear that out of the house," Renee said.

"Mom can't say a thing because she's a fashion designer. It would be hypocritical of her. Dad on the other hand by take issue but he left before we did," Iz shrugged.

Renee rolled her eyes as she got in the car. It bothered her that it sometimes felt like her sister tried to defy her parents. Iz got along with them pretty well but her fashion statements happened to be a little too bold sometimes. Renee, on the hand, preferred safe, casual clothing, like things from J Crew and Banana Republic: Chic and Classy yet simple.

"What do you want to listen to?" Renee asked.

"Do you have that The Format record in your car?" Iz asked back.

"I knew I liked you for a reason," Renee smiled, finding her CD and putting into her CD player. She loved the Format and was at least thankful that her sister had good taste in music. She pressed play and Renee and Iz drove off.

That morning, over at Sam and Sawyer's, it was quite the opposite of Dean and Meredith's. The family sat down to breakfast and things were calm, simple, and affectionate without the silly jokes attached to everything.

"How was everyone's first day of school?" Sawyer asked.

Jackson took a sip from his orange juice: "It was fine. Seventh grade is better than the sixth grade." Jackson was the youngest of the family. He bore an uncanny resemblance to his older brother, the both of them very much like their father. Jackson had a lot of his mother's features. He had the same dirty blonde hair, and the same icy, blue eyes. His older brother Cole had the same blue eyes, but he had his father's hair, jaw, and chin.

"It was cool," Cole shrugged.

"It was cool, was it?" Sam asked, shooting his son a look.

Cole sighed, knowing that he would get nowhere without a real answer, "Yeah, my classes are good. I hung out with John a lot of the time."

"Hm, well I'm not surprised. You and your cousin are really close," Sawyer mentioned.

"What about you, young lady?" Sam asked his daughter.

Haley tucked her dark hair behind her ear, "Great! There's a new family in town that just moved here. They're living right next door to Aunt Meredith and Uncle Dean, and Victoria and Flynn were showing them around so I got to meet them. They seem nice."

"Oh yeah?" Sawyer asked.

"Yeah, Gallaghers," Cole brought up.

"Gallagher… their parents don't happen to be Kitty and Bryan, do they?" Sam asked, curiously.

"I don't know. Why?" Haley asked back.

"Just curious," Sam said.

"What, are they hunters or something?" Cole asked, intrigued. He had always been intrigued with the hunting life. He just wasn't allowed to indulge as much as his cousins were and he never understood why. It was fascinating to him – his family's life before they had all settled down – and he wanted to know more. Unfortunately, his dad was never found of him whenever he got involved with his cousins' affairs with hunting.

"Might be. But you know, there have got to be tons of Gallaghers in the world," Sam said.

"Yeah. Who knows? Maybe it's just a coincidence," Sawyer shrugged it off.

"Hales, will you teach me guitar later?" Jackson asked, looking at his big sister with that same puppy dog look that they had all got from their father.

"Sure, but just so you know that that look does not work on me. We all have it… so we're basically immune," Haley said back.

"It's just cause you love me right?" Jackson asked.

Haley chuckled, "Yes, it's because I love you."

"You guys are dorks," Cole teased, shaking his head a little, laughing.

"Be nice," Sawyer warned, lightly.

"Yeah, yeah. I will, Mom," Cole chuckled.

"Hey, we should get going, but thanks for breakfast, Mom and Dad," Cole said, getting up out of his chair and excusing himself from the table.

"Yeah. I'll see you later. Oh and by the way, I've got guitar lessons this afternoon so… Cole, will you drive me?" Haley asked.

"Sure," Cole mumbled.

"Hey, wait up for me!" Jackson called, getting up from the table and following his siblings out.

At school, Victoria sat in her AP Bio class next to Tyler. The class was wrapping so she tried to focus her hardest. Just five more minutes and then she'd be free.

"That's an odd bracelet you've got there," Tyler pointed out.

"Oh, this? Yeah, it is. It was my grandmother's though," Victoria answered, looking over her bracelet.

"Oh, so it must mean a lot to you. Are you close with her?" Tyler asked, curiously.

"No, I never got to meet her. She passed away when my dad was four," Victoria replied.

"Oh wow. What happened, if you don't mind me asking? Sorry, I don't mean to pry or anything," Tyler said, hesitantly. He let out a nervous laugh and Victoria smiled at him.

"No, it's fine. It was a uh, a house fire," she replied.

"Sorry," Tyler said back.

"It's alright. I never met her. My dad was really close to her though so he took it hard," Victoria said. God, she shouldn't even be talking about this with him. It was a little too close to comfort. It was too close to hunt – hell, it was the reason her dad became a hunter, and they were sworn to secrecy about hunting. "So, did you get number 17 on the homework last night? I think I missed a step. Do you mind looking over my summary?" Victoria asked, quickly changing the subject.

"Uh, yeah, sure. Are you alright? I hope I didn't-," Tyler started.

"I'm fine, really," Victoria said, in hopes that she sounded convincing. She was eager to get off the topic.

"Alright, if you say so," Tyler said. He glanced down at his homework, looking for number 17. He hoped that he hadn't offended her. He really liked Victoria – as a friend – but that was for now. She was pretty and he'd be lying if he said that he wasn't attracted to her. "Uh yeah, here. Go ahead a just look at this. I did the math to try to get the conversion here… but then I kinda screwed up at this step. I don't know if it'll help much, but I'll try as best as I can."

"Great, thanks," Victoria said, looking over at Tyler and shooting him a sweet smile. Damn, that smile. Either this girl knew what she was working with and knew how to use it, or she was going to have him in the palm of her hand soon enough.

Once class was over, Victoria and Tyler went to the cafeteria, making their way towards the table with Victoria's family. John, on the other hand, had gotten out of his class late and was still strolling down the halls. He went to his locker, putting away his text book.

"Hey, you," he heard a voice say. John looked up and smiled a crooked smile, seeing Jamie Callahan his… his… well, the girl that he was hooking up with. They weren't exclusive and John wasn't looking to be exclusive with her. John wasn't looking to be exclusive with anyone unless it was someone he fell for. Then again, John kept telling himself not to fall for anyone right now. It was too messy…

"Hey," John said, leaning up against his locker.

"So I was thinking last night… in my bed, all alone," she cooed.

"Sorry, babe. I had uh, some stuff to take care of," John shrugged.

"What kind of stuff?" she asked, curiously. Woah! Was she going to get all clingy girlfriend on her because he did not sign up for that.

"Just family stuff. My sister busted me for the previous night so I kind of had to stay home. Plus my brother's only home for like two more weeks so my mom's kinda freaking out – making us stay home and have family time or whatever," John replied, casually. What was wrong with him? He loved spending time with his family. Family was the most important thing to him…

"Wait, isn't Flynn a freshmen?" Jamie asked.

"Yeah. My older brother. He's in college," John replied.

"I see," Jamie said back.

"Yeah," John said in response.

"So, now that you've been a good little boy, why don't you come over after school. My parents won't be home till later so we have the house all to ourselves," Jamie proposed, batting her eyes at John.

"I've got practice after school," John replied.

"What about after practice? It only runs about an hour right?" Jamie asked.

"Uh yeah. After practice sounds cool," John said back.

"Great. It's a date," she smirked.

"Great," John smiled. He watched as Jamie walked away. Damn, she was hot, John thought to himself. Just then, he saw Renee walking in his direction, buried deep in a book. "Hey, Renee!" Renee stopped and looked at him.

"Hi," she smiled politely, before returning to her book, and continuing to walk down the hall.

"Wait!" John called out. Renee took a deep breath before turning around to face John. She raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah?" she asked.

"I uh, have you thought anymore about tutoring me… the burger… you know… our date so that I can convince you that I really have changed?" John asked.

"Don't call it a date, John," Renee said, rolling her eyes.

"Okay, fine. Our not-date. How does that sound?" John asked.

Renee hated that John could always break down the wall that she constantly attempted to put between them. She laughed a little, "A not-date sounds great."

"So you'll do it?" John asked.

"Oh, no. I never said I'd do it," Renee replied, quickly.

"Well-, but you just-," John said.

Renee shook her head, "I told you I'd think about it and I'm not done thinking about it just yet." John took her in. She had perfect blonde, straight hair and warm dark brown eyes. Renee wore a light blue button down, the sleeves rolled up to her elbows. She wore dark blue skinny jeans and black flats. Her face had dainty features. She really had grown up on him. Since when did she start looking like this…?

John sighed, "Okay, fine."

"Okay," Renee mumbled, almost to herself, walking away from John.

Renee kept walking, but couldn't help but think about what she and her mom had talked about. Maybe John wasn't actually having problems in math and this was just some insistent, stupid, dumb, boyish plot of his to seduce her and then break her heart. She hated thinking about him that way but he had changed so much and that was the image that he gave off now. She remembered when they used to play in the sandbox together and sit in her grandmother's café, playing with blocks or playing tag when they weren't supposed to be. Okay, so those were their toddler days, but even after that, they were like two peas in a pod. Then when they got to high school everything changed. She barely recognized John anymore.

Her mother's advice was right though and knowing John and his laziness in school, he probably actually was having trouble in school. It was the second week of school! How much trouble could the boy already be having? Oh who was she kidding! John didn't care about school. Of course he'd let the class pass by him while he sat and… well whatever he did in class. Renee stopped in her tracks and turned around to look at John.

"Alright, fine. I'll do it," Renee said, flatly.

"You will?" John asked.

"Yeah. If you're really having trouble in math, I'll do it. And our not-date really isn't necessary, John. At all," Renee replied.

"Oh come on. It'll give a chance to catch up as old friends and I'll be able to thank for all of your tutoring services that are to come. Besides, if you hate me a little less, this whole tutoring thing won't be as awkward," John said.

Renee sighed, "Okay, fine. Let's just get this… not-date thing out of the way or whatever and then we can actually focus on the tutoring, okay?"

"Sweet. How does Friday sound to you?" John asked.

"Good. I'm busy Saturday and well, we all know that we have me and Jude's nut-so family gathering joint birthday thing happening on Sunday," Renee answered.

"Yeah… Wait, you're busy Saturday?" John asked back.

"Yeah, why so surprised?" Renee asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

"No reason," John shrugged. There was something bothering him. What was she doing? Was she going out with someone? Was she seeing someone? He hadn't even thought about that before and questioned why he hadn't.

"Okay, well, Friday it is," Renee said, before turning around to walk towards the cafeteria.

"See you at our date-, I mean, not-date," John replied.

Author's Note:Thanks to all for the feedback so far and for those who have favorited this story! It's much appreciated. Reviews as well. Also, please check out the banners. Jamie Callahan is played by Cassie Scerbo. I realized that she's not on the banners at all.

That John Winchester! Two timing those girls... will he even have a choice (i.e. will Renee actually fall for him?)?