Chapter Six: I Won't Let Go
Two weeks later, and they really felt like a family. Dean was fully moved into Cas' place, and so was Frankie. Her aunt Lucy had helped get all of her things there, and they set her up in one of the upstairs bedrooms. Cas had converted the office downstairs into his and Dean's bedroom for the moment, so Dean wouldn't have to climb the stairs as often. Dean could not believe how happy he was. This was the first time in his life he had a real family. Dean was currently cooking something for dinner, Cas was working on the latest article he'd been working on for the newspaper, and Frankie was eagerly trying to help Dean in the kitchen.
Dean was making pork chops and mashed potatoes, and at the moment he was letting Frankie mash the potatoes with the potato masher. She was having the time of her life. Dean was smiling as he watched her. She had taken to him and Cas quickly. Dean was surprised. But he was glad that he was getting along with his daughter so well. She called him Daddy and Cas Papa. They both had let her choose what to call them, they wanted her to be comfortable. Dean was marinating the pork chops in a brine that he made himself. He was brushing them with it, and he turned to look at Frankie.
"How are those potatoes doing, sweetheart?"
Frankie set her blue eyes on her father. "Good, Daddy." She said, she was standing on a very tall stool, she was short like her mother. Although Dean thought she would grow. She was only three. Frankie looked at him. "Can I go tell Papa that I mashed the potatoes?" She asked, the pork chops were already cooked, it was time to eat.
"You can, make sure to knock on the door before you go in." Dean said, Cas worked out of their bedroom, since it had already been the office. Dean watched as she climbed carefully off the stool and took off running for the bedroom. Dean chuckled as he watched her. They hadn't heard from Charlie lately, but Dean had called the place yesterday and asked after her and they said that she was hanging in there. But it didn't sound good from what the nurse had said. Deah hadn't decided what to tell Frankie about it when it happened. So far she hadn't asked about her very often, but Dean just thought that was because of all the new in her life.
Dean went to get the dishes out of the cupboard. He couldn't believe how much his life had changed so quickly. It was surprising. Dean reached for some water out of the fridge and then some milk for Frankie. She liked chocolate and he just couldn't tell her no. So far that had been Cas. Dean needed to learn how to say no more often. Kids needed structure and discipline. Dean didn't want to turn out one of those participation trophy kids. He had raised Sam and Sam had turned out just fine. Dean didn't want to have one of those bratty kids that people hated.
As he was putting the food on the table, Cas came in carrying Frankie on his hip. Dean watched as Cas went to help her into her booster seat, and Dean was blown away by how much he loved him. They were so happy together. Dean couldn't believe it most days. He leaned to kiss Cas as he finished setting Frankie in her seat. "I love you." Dean said, this might not be what he had envisioned for his life, but it was what made him happy. Dean let Cas pull his chair out for him, since he knew that Cas liked to do that, and sat down. They all had a family dinner like this every night. Dean was a construction worker, but he wasn't working right now due to his medical problems. Dean missed work, but he wasn't complaining, Cas worked from home, and he got to see Cas and Frankie every day.
Cas didn't know when Dean had learned to cook, but he liked it. Cas was the one who cooked the most often, and now that Dean was learning how he didn't have to be the one who cooked a lot. They could share in the work. Cas liked that a lot. He was reaching to cut Frankie's meat for her. He had taken to being a father well. Cas had never thought that he would have kids, and he loved that Dean just considered Cas her father too. He didn't stop Cas from being hands on with her. Cas loved that. Dean made her mind Cas just as much as he did himself. It felt amazing to be trusted like that.
He turned to Dean. "This smells amazing, Dean." He said, as he finished cutting up Frankie's meat. She was happily stirring the gravy into her potatoes. Cas didn't know what he was going to do when Charlie passed away. They didn't know what to say to Frankie about it yet. Cas had decided though that he was going to tell Dean what Charlie had said to tell them was the best thing. Cas believed in God and heaven. He wasn't one to say that Charlie was going or not, that was up to God. But Cas thought that that was going to be the best thing to say. It was going to reassure Frankie the most. When she was older they could tell her the specifics.
"Thanks, babe." Dean said, as he reached for some chocolate syrup for Frankie's milk. She gave him a sunny smile. "Thanks, Daddy." She said, and Dean gave Cas a sheepish smile when he gave him a look. "She likes it, she takes after me." Dean said, laughing. He took a spoon to stir it up. Dean loved making Frankie happy. They didn't let her have a lot of sweets after six, or she would be too hyper to sleep, but they didn't limit her too much. She was a kid. Kids ran and played all day. Especially when they were too young for school. Dean was already looking into preschools for her though. She would be ready to go next year. Dean hadn't found one he liked yet but he knew that he was just being picky.
Cas gave her a smile. "Daddy knows just how to spoil our girl." He said, making a face at her, causing her to laugh. She was totally enamored with Cas, she could spend hours playing with him. He didn't know what he was going to do when she got to be a teenager and grew out of that. Cas didn't want her to grow out of it. He wanted her to love him no matter what. Cas reached for the gravy to put on his own mashed potatoes. It was from a jar, that Dean had warmed up on the stove. Cas preferred to make it from scratch, but this was good. Frankie liked it, and that was the important part.
He was quiet as he watched Dean interact with their daughter. He didn't know what he had done to get so lucky. The only thing that would make it better would be if his brothers were talking to him. Cas definitely wanted them to meet Frankie. He missed them a lot. Cas wanted them to meet Dean. He wanted them to accept him for who he was. He didn't like that they had cut him out of their lives. He wanted to know his nieces and nephews. Dean had assured him that his family was Cas' family now, and that was amazing, but he still wished he had his own family in his life.
After dinner, they gave Frankie a bath, and she made them watch Frozen again. Dean grunted, but Cas knew that he secretly loved it. Cas didn't know why Dean pretended to hate it. He knew that Dean would sing along with Let It Go along with Frankie loudly. Cas always promised not to tell anyone, but he thought it was adorable. Dean had a beautiful voice, too. Cas loved to hear him sing. Dean liked to sing in the shower, lots of Metallica. It wasn't Cas' taste, but he loved that Dean loved to sing like that when he thought no one was listening. Cas thought it was a waste of his talent.
Cas was typing on his laptop while they were watching. He knew that Frankie hated that, but he was in the zone with his story and he wanted to get it done. Cas was writing about the Cowboys, they had asked him to write about their winning streak lately. Cas wasn't usually the one to write about sports things, but he had been glad to agree. It had been the first time that he'd be in Dallas' paper. A lot of people were going to be seeing his name in the byline. Cas was excited about that. It had been a long time since he had seen his byline in the paper. He was living off royalties from some of his old stories. Which was fine, he made a good living. But Cas wanted to do something new.
Frankie was sitting between them, and she looked at Cas. 'Papa, you aren't watching the movie." She told him accusingly. Frankie loved sitting between them, she could see both of them that way. Frankie was wearing her Snow White nightgown that Dean had bought her. It was the first thing that he had gotten for her and she loved it. Frankie folded her arms tightly. She hated when Cas didn't pay attention, especially to Frozen. It was her favorite movie. She wanted all kinds of Anna and Elsa stuff for Christmas. It was coming up too.
He leaned and kissed her cheek. "I am so sorry, love, but Papa needs to finish this article for the newspaper. You know what that is, Daddy reads it every day on his tablet." Cas said, he knew that Frankie loved stories, she made them read her a story every night when they tucked her in. Cas loved to read her stories, he had gotten out the Grimms Fairy Tale book out that his mother had used to read to him when he was her age. She loved the one about the 12 dancing princesses, it was her favorite. It was Cas' favorite too.
Dean said, "Come on, Cas, you can take a break while we watch the movie, you know she loves it when you pay attention." They had watched it three times this week already, and he knew that it was tiring, but he thought that Cas could take a break and watch with them. He didn't know that he was going to like it if Cas sat there typing the whole time. Dean wanted to have them watch the movie as a family. Dean reached and took the laptop off Cas' lap. Cas gave him a look.
"Nope, you have plenty of time to work on it after we put your daughter to bed." Dean said, setting the laptop on the table. He didn't know that he blamed Cas though, it was such a horrible movie. It wasn't that bad, except for they had seen it three times already this week. Dean didn't mind as much as he knew Cas thought he did. Dean wanted to make Frankie happy, and she loved this movie. When they got to Let It Go, Dean and Frankie sang along as loudly as they could. He loved singing with her. She had a good voice. Dean thought she could make a career out of it if she worked at it.
Cas sighed but he didn't move to get it back. Frankie looked at him. "Popcorn, Papa, please." She said, she tugged on his shirt. Cas sighed but he touched her nose. "Okay. I'll go make some." He stood, and made sure to tell them they didn't have to pause, but Frankie did, she didn't want him to miss a minute of it. Cas sighed and chuckled to himself. "Dean, would you like a soda? We have Diet Pepsi." He called out to him.
"I guess so, but you know I hate Diet pop." Came the answer. Cas was struck by how much he loved this. This was a family. He finally had a family. He had people that counted on him. There was no feeling in the world like having a child look up to you and count on you to make things alright and take care of them. Cas loved that feeling. He couldn't believe how happy he was. He went to the kitchen. Cas was wondering if they should get a dog. He thought that Frankie would benefit from having a pet. He knew Dean wasn't good with animals, usually, but he thought that if Dean saw Frankie with a dog he'd change his mind.
Cas put the popcorn in the microwave and got out two Diet Pepsis for him and Dean, and a juice box for Frankie. Cas didn't mind her having popcorn, it was mostly healthy. They got the ultimate butter kind, it was Dean's favorite, but it was still just popcorn. It was healthier than chips. Cas didn't worry about healthy food too much, but he did more than Dean did. Cas didn't mind though, it was one of the things he loved most about Dean. That he was so passionate about pie and burgers. Cas remembered then that they had some pie, in the fridge. It was chocolate cream. He knew Dean had forgotten, and he knew that getting him a slice would make Dean very happy.
He slid a slice onto a paper plate, and grabbed all of their things and went back to the living room. "Dean, I got you a slice of pie." He said, and it was worth it when he saw Dean's eyes light up. Cas grinned happily and handed it to him, along with his soda. He loved making Dean smile. It was worth anything he had to do.
"Thanks, babe. I totally forgot we had pie!" Dean said, grinning as he took a bite. He loved pie, and always had. He wasn't picky either, he would eat just about any kind of pie. His favorite was cherry pie. Dean met his little girl's eyes, she was giving him a pleading look. He sighed and gave her a soft smile. He let her have a bite. "That's how much I love you." He told her, tickling her belly and she giggled. Dean loved making her laugh. It was like tinkling bells. Dean leaned and kissed Cas. "I love you so much." He said, he was so happy right now. Cas, Frankie, and pie. It was perfect.
The phone rang then, and Dean reached to answer it, admist Frankie's protestations. "I'm sorry, kiddo, but it could be your mom." He said, and answered the phone. "Novak-Winchester residence." He said, totally not expecting who was on the other end of the line. He honestly thought it was Charlie or someone else at the facility.
"Dean? It's Jo." Jo was crying. She couldn't believe what had just happened. "I'm down at the police station….. Sam got into a fist fight." She could hardly contain her anger. Sam had used to get into fights with guys who flirted with her, but he had promised to stop. Sam had never been the jealous type, at least, not before this. Jo added, "He got into a fight with this guy that was hitting on me…. And someone called the cops. I don't have the bail money, at least, not right now. It's $500, I can get it in the next couple of days, but I don't want him to have to spend the night in jail."
It was beyond belief to Dean that Sam was in jail for a fist fight. "I can handle it, you just hang tight." Dean promised. "I will be there as soon as I can, just let me get dressed and grab my ATM card." He couldn't believe this. It was the first time that Sam had ever been busted by the law. Dean had done some things as a teenager, but not a lot, John would have killed him. Dean may buck at authority, but never at John's. Or Bobby's. Dean wouldn't ever show them disrespect like that.
"Just tell Sam to hang on tight. I promise, we'll get through this. It's not so bad, it's his first offense, so he'll most likely just get community service or something." Dean promised her, and they hung up. Dean turned to Cas. "I've got to go, babe, Sam's in jail…. He got into a fight with someone." Dean had never thought that he'd have to say that about his brother. Dean didn't believe this. Although he didn't blame him, if someone was hitting on Cas, he would have done the same thing. Dean was that kind of guy though. He was just that kind of guy. You didn't hit on what was his. Dean didn't know how Sam was going to deal with this, but he was sure that it wasn't going to be a big deal. Sam hadn't ever been in trouble, and this was just a fist fight. He was sure that the other guy was more beat up than Sam. Sam could hold his own. John had taught them when they were younger.
Cas touched his hand to his heart. "Oh my…. Of course. I'll take care of getting Frankie to bed." He said, shaking his head. This was awful. What was going on? Why was Sam getting into fist fights? He couldn't imagine what must have been going through Sam's mind. It was so crazy. Cas looked at Dean. "Why did he get into a fight?" He asked, Sam was not that kind of guy to let his temper get away from him like that. It was surprising to Cas that this was happening. Cas wondered what had made Sam snap. Maybe it had to do with Jo. That was a big possibility. "I didn't even know that Sam could fight that well." He said. "Sam's not one who usually lets his fists do the talking."
Standing, Dean said, "The guy was hitting on Jo, I guess. I'll get the full story when I go down there." He handed the rest of his pie to Frankie. "Daddy has to go see Uncle Sam and Aunt Jo." He said, and she eagerly took the pie. Dean was glad that she was as into pie as he was. He also wondered if Jo had called John. Or if Sam had used his one phone call to call John. John wasn't going to like this. "I promise I'll be as quick as I can, babe." He told Cas, and kissed him as he headed off to the bedroom to get something on. He only had on some of Cas' Columbia sweats.
Within a half an hour, he was pulling up in front of the police station that Jo had texted him to go to. Dean parked his Impala and headed inside. He found Jo in the lobby. Dean went up to her, the money for the bail was in his pocket. He still couldn't believe this. This was Texas, it was normal behavior to get into a fist fight over some girl. It was just how things were. Dean was honestly surprised that no guns had been pulled. He gave Jo a hug. "What happened? I mean, details." He said, discreetly showing her that he had the money in his pocket. "I mean, Sam has never been this kind of guy before."
Jo brushed her hand through her blonde hair. "Well, we were at Harvelle's, and I was working the bar, and Sam had come in to hang out with me. So, there was this guy, he comes in a lot, his name is Balthazar. I don't know why he was there tonight, but he was drunk within his first half hour. And he knows that Sam and I are together. Tonight that didn't seem to bother him. He was hitting on me every time I served him another drink. Sam was quiet for awhile, trying to let me handle it, but when Balthazar touched me, Sam lost it. He got up and punched him, knocking him to the ground."
It had been hard to watch, it had just escalated from there. She told Dean that she'd not been able to get them apart, and since Ellen wasn't there, no one was there to reason with either of them and someone in the bar had called the cops. Balthazar had insisted on pressing charges, since Sam had been the one to throw the first punch. Jo knew that John was going to throw a fit about that, he had taught the boys to fight but never to throw the first punch. Jo couldn't be angry at Sam, she had been nervous when Balthazar had grabbed her hand. He was lecherous, especially when he was drunk. She had always worried about him whenever he was in Harvelle's. She was glad that Sam had been there.
"What kind of name is Balthazar?" Dean asked, making a face. "I'm not surprised that Sam stuck up for you. I would have too." Dean never let anyone hit on Jo when he was in the room. She was a beautiful woman, and Dean loved her, she was his sister. He knew that Sam and Jo were together forever, especially with the baby now. Sam had been with her for longer than he had ever been with anyone except his college girlfriend. Dean was glad that Sam had fallen for her, Jo was a good person and he knew that they'd be happy for a long time. "What's the charge? Just assault?" Dean asked, he was sure that Sam wouldn't get much in terms of a sentence. They were well known in Dallas, and they had a good reputation. John had grown up there, and so had they. The only one who had left for any length of time was Sam, he'd gone away to college. But he'd ended up coming back after his girlfriend in college had passed away.
"It's just assualt. I think he's going to be okay, I'm with you, I know that he's never been in trouble before, and even though he threw the first punch, but it was obvious that Balthazar was trying to start something." Jo was shaking a little, she was actually scared that something was going to happen with him. Just because Sam had gotten into a fight with him didn't mean he was going to back off. "I'm… I'm scared, Dean." Jo said, looking up at him. She was actually starting to cry. Dean put his arms around her. He whispered to her that it would be okay. Jo wasn't the type of girl who couldn't take care of herself, she was a Texan. But she was still worried.
"I promise, we're not going to let anything happen to you." Dean told her, letting her let it all out. Dean wasn't going to let this joker scare her. Jo was the toughest girl that he knew, besides Ellen. She had raised a tough girl. Jo even knew how to handle a firearm. Dean had to admit, it was something that had attracted Sam to Jo, that she knew how to protect herself. Dean had never let anything happen to Jo when she was around him. Guys had always tried, but it had never gone this far before. "I'm glad that Sammy was there to keep you safe." He told her, brushing his hand across her back.
"Stay here, I'll go and bail Sam out and you can go home." He said, stepping back, his hand still on her shoulder. She nodded, and he hated to leave her alone, but she was in a precinct full of cops. No one was going to let anything happen to her. Dean headed up to the window, pulling out the money. He was glad that they'd had the money, he would have hated to have to call John, he was already going to be angry enough about this when he found out. Although Dean knew it was going to be because he'd thrown the first punch, not because he had been protecting Jo.
Dean held up the money. "I'm here to bail out Samuel Winchester." He said, and the cop slid some forms out for him to sign, and he got to work while someone went to get Sam out of holding. Dean hadn't been in the precinct for a long time, not since right after high school. He'd egged his neighbor's house when he was drunk, and someone had called the cops. Luckily, John had been able to talk the owner out of pressing charges. Dean had been a hellraiser when he was younger, and honestly, sometimes he still liked to do stupid things. Although, now he had to worry about Frankie and his heart. So he was going to have to behave.
About fifteen minutes later, and Sam was being led out to him, the cop took off Sam's cuffs and Sam sighed, heading towards Dean. "Sam, I'm not going to question you sticking up for your girl, but you should have let him throw the first punch! That is such a rookie mistake. You're better than that." Dean told him, it was his job to lecture him, he'd been doing it since he was ten years old and Sam was six. It was just a habit for him to slip into it.
Sam sighed again. He was going to have to show up for court in three months. Dean had had to sign papers that promised that he was going to appear. He didn't know what was going to happen, but he hadn't been able to see that guy hit on Jo. He wondered if someone could talk Balthazar out of pressing charges. Although Sam was sure that he could get someone to testify that he'd been intending to hurt Jo. He had been really strong and not taking no for an answer. Sam hadn't been able to stand it. He wasn't going to let anyone hit on his girlfriend. And Jo had actually looked really freaked out, and Sam knew that she had actually been worried that something would happen.
"I know, Dean, I know… it was stupid." Sam said, rubbing his wrists. He brushed his hand through his shaggy brown hair. "I just, he was hitting on Jo, and she looked really scared. I didn't want to watch her be hurt like that." He said, shaking his head. "I know that this is going to get me into real trouble. I just, I couldn't let him do that. Especially since Jo is the mother of my child." This was the first time he'd said it out loud, and he was rewarded with Dean giving him a smile.
"Dammit, you already knew, didn't you?"
Dean wasn't able to keep the smile off his face. "I do, yeah. Jo told me. But I haven't told anyone else. I know that you wanted to be the one to tell the family." He couldn't believe that Sam had admitted it out loud. "I can't wait for Frankie to meet her little cousin." He said, Frankie loved other kids. She was always wanting to go play at the park to meet new people. Dean was hoping that she'd be able to keep that enthusiasm for when she went to school. Kids could be mean, and Dean didn't want her to have to learn that the hard way. Dean wasn't going to let anyone hurt Frankie, she was his pride and joy. He loved that little girl with all of his heart.
"Come on, Jo's worried about you." Dean said, he had said what he had needed to say. "Sam, you're going to be fine. You've never been in trouble before, and you know the kind of sway Dad has in this town." Dean told him, leading him back to Jo. He watched while Sam hugged Jo tight. Dean couldn't believe it. They were settled down. They were adults. Dean had been one for almost 20 years, and it still didn't feel like it. Not until this moment right now. He knew that he had a husband and a child at home to get back to. Sam was hugging the mother of his child. Dean knew how lucky they both were. John had raised them as best he could, and Dean had done his best to make sure that Sam followed the straight and narrow. And he thought he'd done a pretty damn good job. He wasn't worried about raising Frankie at all, at least, not at the moment. He'd already done this once, and Sam was a good man. He was proud of himself.
Jo watched Dean head out and socked Sam hard on the shoulder. "Look, Sam, I am so glad that you were sticking up for me, but I can't believe you did that! Never throw the first punch." She was glad that she got to speak her mind, she could focus on that instead of being freaked out about Balthazar. She didn't know what she was going to do if he showed back up at the bar. He was still there at the precinct himself, filling out the paperwork. Since he was pressing charges he had things to sign. "Your dad is going to kick your ass for being the first to hit." She said, and she was sure that he was going to hear that several times over, she was sure that Dean had already given him hell for it. Although she didn't blame him, Sam knew better than that.
"But that aside…. I'm really glad you were there." Jo said, her voice shaking a bit. Sam immediately took her in his arms again, she buried her head in his chest, he was so tall. She hadn't ever been with someone as tall as Sam before. Jo said, "I am actually worried that he's going to try again, Sam. I don't feel safe." She wondered if she should try and get a restraining order, but she wasn't sure that she had enough evidence for a judge to grant one of those. She wished that she did, she was worried about him. Tonight had really made her worry. She hadn't really paid him much mind before.
Sam looked down into her eyes. "I promise, I won't let him hurt you. No one will let him hurt you. If he comes after you, I will make sure that he pays for it." Sam didn't know how Balthazar had gotten so messed up and hadn't taken no for an answer. He had seen the guy in Harvelle's before, but he'd never worried about him like he had tonight. Sam wasn't going to stand by and let someone hurt Jo like that. She was the love of his life. He had never thought that he would love someone like he loved Jess in college. But he loved Jo so much more than that. It felt… he would never regret being with Jess, but he was so much happier than he had ever thought that he could be.
Swept away by the love he felt for her, he took her hands. "Joanna Beth Harvelle, will you marry me?" He asked, and she looked at him, her eyes widening.
Jo could hardly believe that Sam was asking. "Oh my God, yes! I love you so much, Sam." She said, giving him a soft smile as she brushed a tear off her cheek with one of her hands. Sam had just made this night so much better. She would always remember it for this now, and not the awful fight. "I can't believe this. I have been waiting for you to ask." Jo was an old fashioned girl, at least, about some things. She hadn't wanted to ask Sam, she had wanted Sam to ask her. She couldn't believe he was asking, finally. Jo had never been unhappy with him, but he was glad that Sam had finally made an honest woman out of her.
Sam leaned to kiss her. "I love you so much and I want to be your husband for the rest of my life." He said, he wanted to be as happy with her as Dean was with Cas. He couldn't believe it, but he really thought that Dean and Cas were forever. Sam had never seen Dean so happy before. It was nice. Dean had so many issues, but the fact that he had just opened himself up to Cas was a miracle. Sam was glad that he had found someone and had moved so quickly. Sam knew that it had been fast, but sometimes you just knew.
"I love you so much." Sam said, still holding Jo tightly to him. He felt very protective of her, he didn't want her to worry anymore. She was safe with him. "I should have asked you sooner. I have known you were it for a long time now. You are the best thing to ever happen to me, Jo. I love you and you're carrying my baby. We are going to be happy forever. I know it." He said, he could hardly believe that this was his life. He was getting married, he was having a baby. He could deal with the fallout from this, it was going to be just fine. He didn't know that he would ever feel sorry for having protected Jo. She had been scared and Sam hadn't been wanting her to be scared anymore.
They headed for Sam's truck, Jo leaning into him. Jo was glad that Sam had proposed. She didn't even care that it had been spontaneous. It was so much more romantic that way. Jo looked up at her fiance. Wow, that sounded amazing… she could hardly believe that she got to call him that now. "So, you know that John is going to give you hell… but I promise we can tell him and Mom together." Jo said, she wasn't going to let Sam do that alone. She had called Dean because she knew that Dean wouldn't go and tell John before they got a chance to. She trusted him. Dean had never let her down. She trusted him with her life, just like she did Sam. He was her family.
"I am glad that Dean had the money to bail you out. I didn't want you to have to sit in jail overnight." She said. She was surprised that he'd gotten out so quickly, it was late enough that he should have missed the deadline for getting out tonight. She was glad that he had though. Dean had come through. Jo knew that Dean would do anything to keep Sam safe. Jo couldn't imagine her life without Sam in it. She brushed her free hand through her long blonde hair. She then let her hand go to her belly, there was a baby in there. She still couldn't believe that. She was having Sam Winchester's baby. She was going to be a Winchester officially. It was blowing her mind.
Sam unlocked the truck as they reached it and let her inside. "I am glad that he did too. I would have hated to spend the night in jail." He had used his one phone call to call Ellen, he hadn't wanted to call John if he didn't have to. He knew that Jo would have taken care of calling Dean. Sam knew that John was going to give him hell, before anyone told him, and he was doing his best to delay that from happening. Sam helped Jo up into the truck, it was tall, and was four wheel drive. She was short and any reason for him to have his arms around her was a plus in his book.
He went around to get inside, and Sam wondered what was going to happen with all of this. He was worried a bit, he knew that it was his first offense, but there was still the chance that he would come across a judge who would want to throw the book at him. The Winchesters had a good reputation in Dallas, mostly because of John, but that didn't mean that someone wouldn't want to take them down. Especially since he was Dean's younger brother, Dean had made some enemies back in his day. Sam had had to deal with it his whole life. Not that he blamed Dean for having issues. It had been hard losing their mother when they were so young. And John having to work for a living and being gone so much.
That's when it hit him, John was a cop. Someone might call him. How did that not occur to him until now? Fuck. He didn't know what he was going to do. They hadn't been at John's precinct, but the Dallas PD was a close knit group. Everyone in all the precincts knew each other pretty well, especially John. John was an exceptional cop and had gotten quite a reputation for catching people and putting them behind bars. And this was most likely going to be in the paper. He was screwed. He didn't mention his thoughts to Jo though, he didn't want to add to her worries. If he hadn't thought of that till now, he was sure that Jo hadn't either.
When Dean got home, he found Cas in the living room writing. Dean watched him, he was sure that Frankie was tucked away and asleep by now, she always went to sleep better for Cas than she did him. Dean liked watching Cas work. It was like watching Beethoven working on his symphony. At least, that's what it felt like to Dean. He imagined that it must have been so cool to see Beethoven working on his work. Dean leaned against the wall of the living room, watching Cas hard at work. His tongue was sticking out of his mouth with his concentration. That was adorable.
Dean knew that he was going to have to actually address what might happen to them if something happened to him eventually, but he didn't want to right now. They were happy right now. They had Frankie, they were married, things were going well. Dean didn't want to burst that bubble right now. It felt too good.
There was no way that he could be happier. Dean just hoped that the bubble wasn't about to burst all over them.
It's like a storm that cuts a path
It breaks your will, it feels like that
You think you're lost, but you're not lost
On your own, you're not alone
I will stand by you, I will help you through
When you've done all you can do
And you can't cope
I will dry your eyes, I will fight your fight
I will hold you tight and I won't let go
It hurts my heart, to see you cry
I know it's dark, this part of life
Oh it finds us all and we're too small
To stop the rain
Oh but when it rains
Author's note: I hope ya'll liked! I wrote this all in one day, I mean, technically it's a new day since it's past midnight…. But we'll go with one day. XD. I played a little loose with the legal system, but I figure it's all good. Sometimes you have to change and twerk things to make it work your way. I think this fic is gonna use a lot of music, at least, it seems that way so far. If ya'll got any songs that make you think of Destiel, you can suggest them, and I might use them if I can make them work in the flow of the story. Anyway, please review, and keep hanging in there!