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Chapter seventeen
November 11th 2010 4:00 PM
John arrived shortly after the policemen had arrested Inias for disturbing the peace. Thankfully, the group of people who were previously hanging around his house had cleared up and he could safely walk into his house.
"Where's Sammy?" Dean said immediately upon seeing his dad walk into his bedroom.
"He's at Bobby. He shouldn't –" John hesitated and there was a long pause. "He shouldn't hear this. He's too small."
Dean nodded in agreement. He agreed, though he himself was only twelve years old, he had seen a lot and knew quite a lot more than the average kid should have known. He didn't want Sam to be the same way. He wanted his baby brother to have his innocence, at least for the next few years.
John noticed Anna and Castiel sitting next to Dean. "Can I please have a talk with my son in private for a few minutes?"
"Whatever you have to say, you can say in front of them." Dean protested.
"Dean." John narrowed his eyes and gave his son a pointed look.
Dean seemed to understood because he then whispered something in Castiel's voice ( it sounded like, "It's going to be okay, just a few minutes") and then Castiel and Anna left Dean's bedroom.
John went to sit down on Dean's bed but before he could, he had to mov Dean's pile of clothes to the side. And good thing, he had noticed the open bag of chips before sitting down. After this mess, he was going to have to talk wit his boys about cleaning after their literal messes.
Sometimes, John really missed Mary. She always had an answer for everything.
"What are we going to do?" Dean asked worriedly, looking up at his dad.
John sighed. "You know Dean, you were right."
"About what?" Dean asked curiously.
"We should've done something a long time ago about the douchebag that is Inias."
"Yeah but you said we couldn't take him down."
"Yeah, well I met someone. I think.. no I know, they can help us."
Dean wondered what kind of magical powers this person contained that they managed to convince his father that it was possible to take down Inias Milton.
It turned out that the mysterious person whom John had talked about did not have magical powers. In fact, Dean wished someone would give the woman magical powers so that they would help her appear a little less weird.
Ash's aunt, Ellen strolled into the Winchester house in a matching dress shirt and skirt. She had the same rollers in her hair the day she had picked up Ash. Dean wondered if it really took women that long to curl their hair.
But when he looked down, he forgot all about the curlers and just had to ask what was up with her shoes. They were slippers, the kind that had bunny ears and were often paired with pajamas.
Dean hoped that this woman wasn't totally nuts and that they could trust his dad's judgment.
"Dean, this is Ellen, she's Bobby friend. She's here to help us." Ellen moved her hand forward and it was a few seconds before Dean realized that she was waiting for him to shake it.
"I know who you are. You're Ash's aunt." Dean said abruptly as he shook her hand.
"Well I've already gotten a reputation, haven't I?" Ellen laughed. After a few second of silence, "I saw you looking at my slippers, they help me think."
Dean nodded as if he understood and then left to go talk to Castiel and Anna.
After questioning the Winchester family and the Milton children, Ellen said good-bye and left with a reassuring smile that everything would be alright.
Dean sure hoped so.
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