Chapter 4
(I don't own anything)
Dean holds Bella as she buries her face into his chest. John looks to them off and in the rearview mirror. Bella continues to shake and won't budge from Dean's arms. Meanwhile, Dean blamed himself. He told her to put her tooth under the pillow. He practically handed his little sister to the monster, just like he had Sammy. Sure his father had said it wasn't his fault after all but he didn't believe that not fully.
John pulls into a hotel parking lot. He turns back to Dean.
"Stay put I'll be right back."
Wait you're leaving us alone after that? Dean thinks to himself. He watches as John walks into the office within a minute or so he comes back out. He gets back in the car and parks in front of the hotel they'll be staying in. John opens the back seat and reaches for Bella. Dean shakes his head not letting his father have her. He gets out clinging to her tightly. John sighs and rubs the back of his neck as Dean waits by the hotel door. John opens the door letting them in. Once their inside John sets up the room in order to keep them safe. Dean watches as his father does this. John sits at the table his legs kicked about every now and then he looks out the window.
"Get some sleep Dean."
"You think I can sleep now?" He harshly whispers as Bella's out.
John simply nods.
"What was that thing?"
John brings his legs off the table and he places his elbows on his knees. He looks upon his son.
"The tooth fairy but not the kind you grew up knowing. You know the tooth fairy we parents feed you kids isn't real."
"Duh." Dean smarts.
"But that tooth fairy that visited Bells tonight was. In fact I'd been hunting the little bitch for some time. She steals the souls of children in order to survive and to keep her powers strong."
"Is she a demon?"
"No son but she's like one. These fairies work for themselves. They are nothing like the fairies you see in fairy tales. They are ugly, gruesome creatures."
"So there are different kinds of fairies?"
"Yes and not a one of them as lovable and fun as you'd think."
John clears his throat watching his son tuck Bella into the bed.
"You did good son. I'm proud of you. You kept her safe."
"I told her to put the tooth under her bed. I practically set her up to die." Dean says not looking upon his father.
"That's not your fault Dean and you know that. You hadn't a clue how would you?" John says this but as he does he begins to think as he looks upon his children.
Dean says nothing in return. He lays next to Bella and closes his eyes. He didn't want to talk anymore tonight. He didn't even want to think. However when he closed his eyes all he could see was that fairy and how he'd almost lost his sister.
"Hey now…"
"Hey Dean… It's ok son."
John shakes his son awake as he's tossing and turning and whimpering in his sleep.
"It's just a dream."
He blinks his eyes a few times and looks around. He turns to see his sister is safe. He relaxes and lays back down. John kisses the top of his head.
"Want to talk about it?"
"No." Dean says closing his eyes again.
"I think maybe it's time for a change." John says.
Dean ignores him and keeps his eyes closed.
"D…"
Dean awakes to his sister poking at his nose.
"Bells.." He grumbles and rolls over.
"D!"
"What is it Bells?"
"I have a bad dream."
He rolls back over. He sees his father passed out in the chair at the table gun in hand.
He sighs.
"It's ok Bells." He puts his arm around her.
"Dean's got ya. You're ok."
She nods against him hiding her face.
"Get up time to go." Dean feels his father tapping his feet.
He groans rolling around in the bed tiredly. Bella tossed and turned all night. His body felt sore from being kicked off and on.
"D." He hears her giggling and she's jumping up and down on the bed.
"Get up D!" She squeals.
He looks over to see she's in pigtails and a baby blue jumper outfit. He thought she looked adorable but he also knew John never dressed Bella up like that. Dean couldn't help but to think what was John up to? He looks to his father oddly as he scrambles out of the bed to his feet. He rubs his eyes and stretches.
"Hurry up Dean." John says tossing some clothes his way.
Dean catches them and tiredly gets dressed.
John gets them in the car. He pulls up to the office and returns the keys. Once John returns to the car they drive for what seems like forever.
"Daddy I gotta tinkle!"
"Just hold on now Bells we're almost there."
She wiggles back and forth in her seat.
"I gots to go now daddy."
John nods and speeds up a bit. Dean looked around wondering where they were going. John pulls up to what looks like none other than a bar. Dean rears back looking to his father as if he'd lost his mind. He read the name Harvelle's.
"Um John?" Dean says as he gets Bella out of the car.
John snaps back looking to Dean.
"What's this John crap son? I'm your dad kid."
Dean shrugs.
"We're not really taking Bella to potty at a bar are we?"
"Just relax I know the owner."
John opens the door and Dean nervously walks in with Bella in his arms. The place smelt like cigarettes and whiskey.
"Well look what the cat drug in." Dean looks over to see a tall brunette haired woman at the bar.
She wipes her hands off on a towel making her way over. He watches as his father breaks into a grin. The two hug and Dean's completely lost.
"D I gots to go!"
The woman looks over.
"Oh my Lord she's as cute as button that one. Hell she's a dead ringer for Charlie and has Renee's eyes."
Dean places Bella down.
"She needs to potty." Dean says to the woman.
She nods and points towards the direction. Dean nods and takes her hand leading her that way. The bar wasn't really all that crowded Dean figured it was because it was still daylight outside. He didn't like his little sister being in here not one bit. It made him uncomfortable. He stood by the door waiting for her. He watched his father and this woman from a distance they sat at the bar together talking. They were drinking beer and laughing off and on.
Bella swings the door open.
"Did you wash your hands?"
"Yes." She says and shows him.
"Good girl."
She smiles and takes his hand again. He walks back towards his father and this woman. John looks over at his children. Dean and Bella this is Ellen Harvelle an old friend of mine.
"Old huh?" She says winking at Bella.
"You kiddos want something to drink?"
Bella shyly tugs at her father's sleeve.
"Daddy."
"What is it sweetheart?"
"I want juice."
Ellen hops down from her seat.
"I bet I can arrange that."
Bella wrinkles her nose and looks to her brother.
"It smells funny."
He laughs.
"It does." He agrees.
"What about you Dean?" Ellen ask peering over the bar as she hands Bella her juice.
"Um I'll take a Coke."
"Sure thang sug. You two sit down make yourselves at home."
Dean looks around for a place to sit. He didn't like this place though he wanted to go.
"Are we leaving soon?"
"Don't be rude son. Find a seat you and Bella drink your drinks."
"But…"
John gives him that look and Dean sighs.
"Fine." He says and takes Bella to a nearby table.
Bella takes out her car and is scooting it across the mahogany table. Dean keeps an eye on his father and this Ellen person. He wondered how they knew each other. He turns back to Bella at one point though and she's just sitting there staring off into space.
"Hey Bells…" Dean says.
"Hey…" He shakes her.
Bella looks over at him.
"D I don't like the tooth fairy." Her bottom lip quivers.
He swallows back on this the guilt weighing upon him heavily.
"I know Bells I'm so sorry. I…"
She hops down from her seat and gets in Dean's lap.
Ellen looks over noticing this.
"Those two are pretty close." She says and John looks back.
"Yep making this all that much harder."
"You're kidding…" Ellen says reading John.
"I've no choice. He needs to learn and she's still too young."
"You son of a fucking bitch John." Ellen says looking back to the children again.
"He's so young!"
"He's almost 12 now."
"He's just a kid John! He needs parental guidance still… To watch Saturday morning cartoons, to finish school for crying out loud John Winchester!"
"He has parental guidance."
"Bullshit John I know how you work. I can tell just by watching those two he's pretty much raised that baby girl."
John grips his beer bottle tightly.
"And what about love John? Who's going to love that boy?"
"I love both those children Ellen!"
"Then knock this shit off! Let the boy stay as well. We got more than enough room and…"
"It's already set in stone! I'm taking the boy. Bella stays with you."
Ellen shakes her head.
"You low down dirty dog! Come on John! This will kill them look at them!"
"Bella will be fine isn't Jo about Dean's age now?"
"You really don't get little kids do you John? You're truly arrogant."
"This isn't your business Ellen."
"The hell it isn't what you're asking of me. It's insane and you know that."
"It's just temporary I'm coming back for her."
"And what if I don't give her back."
"You won't have a choice. She too will have to learn one day just like Dean."
Ellen's jaw drops and she punches John clear across the face.
"You dick! She's a little girl!"
"She's my little girl Ellen and I know what's best!"
Ellen goes to argue on this some more but Dean appears by their side. He looks to the two of them.
"What's going on? Why'd she hit you John?"
"See what I mean your own son doesn't even respect you, can't say I blame the kid."
"Once again this is our business. This is my family Ellen I'll do as I see fit."
"Come on Dean time to go."
"Ok I'll go get Bells."
"No son. She stays here."
Dean looks to his father as if he's joking.
"Yeah right ok." Dean says but heads towards her.
"No Dean. It's time to go."
"What?" Dean says looking back to Bella in a panic.
"She's going to stay with Ellen for a bit."
"No!" Dean says and John grabs his shoulder.
"Let's go."
"I'm not going anywhere without her!" Dean yells and Bella looks over from the table.
She climbs down making her way over. John pinches the bridge of his nose. His eye begins to blacken from the hit Ellen gave.
"D?" Bella says as John starts to lead Dean out of the bar.
Bella reaches out to Dean and Dean holds out his hand.
"Come on Bells." He says in a pleading voice.
"DEAN!" His father scolds.
Dean ignores him he takes his sisters hand and starts out the door. John picks Bella up yanking her away from Dean. Bella shrills reaching out with both hands.
"Daddy what you doing!" She screams at him.
John's heart drops as he hands her over to Ellen.
"You have to stay here sweetheart and Dean's gotta go with me."
"No Daddy NO!" She wails.
Dean's entire face glows with anger. He looks to his father and shoves him with both hands.
"I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU SO FUCKING MUCH! I WISH YOU'D NEVER COME BACK!"
John closes his eyes for a moment. Ellen wipes a few of her own tears away.
"You're making a huge mistake." She says to John.
"It's mine to make." John says and forces Dean out the door.
Ellen holds the child close her own heart breaking along with hers.
"I'm so sorry sugar bug. You don't deserve this, neither of you do." She says kissing her forehead.