"So let me get this straight," John said, pacing back and forth in the living room. "You knocked up your girlfriend and you punched a kid in the face?"
Both boys nodded.
"One hell of an operation you're running here Singer."
Bobby wanted to retaliate but bit his tongue. Now was not the time to go off.
"So? Who wants to go first?" John asked. Both boys were sitting on opposite ends of the couch. No one made eye contact with anyone.
"I didn't mean to," Sam said quietly after a while.
"You didn't mean to? Like we haven't heard that before."
"It's not like I broke his nose!" Sam said, starting to act up.
"No but you could've! And I would know. I've trained you to."
"Come on John, like you wouldn't have done the same thing when you was their age?" Bobby asked. "Or even now?"
"This is a private family matter, why are you still here?"
"Because it all happened under my roof. And if the boys want me here, damn it, I'm here."
John sighed in annoyance and turned back to Sam.
"Why?"
"Because he's a jerk!" Sam spat.
"Sam." Dean said. As much as he did not want to intervene due to his own trouble, he was not about to let it go down ugly.
"No! He set me up with Brooke and he told me you got Kelly pregnant!"
"So you hit him because of a rumor?" John asked.
"Not so much a rumor now is it?" Sam mumbled. John lashed forward but Bobby put a hand up and stopped him.
"Kid stood up for his brother. You should be proud," Bobby told him. John was conflicted.
"You get your ass upstairs. I don't want to see it for the rest of the day," John told Sam. Sam jumped off of the couch and ran upstairs. John turned to Dean. "Your turn."
"What do you want me to say?" Dean asked sarcastically.
"I do not want you involved in this in any way," John said in a low voice. "Understand? It's better for everyone."
"But I want to help her," Dean argued.
"You do not need this right now."
"I have to take some responsibility!"
"Dean, we are talking about a baby! Okay? Do you know what it takes to raise a child?"
"Like hell! I raised Sam! How hard could it be?"
"You better watch that tone."
"Or what? You're gonna hit me?" Dean scoffed. "And you wonder how your other son got in a fight at school."
Dean stood up and started to walk out of the house.
"Dean Michael, you get back here right now!" John yelled, following him.
"No! You're the one always telling me to man up and that's exactly what I'm doing."
Dean left the house and got in the car. He drove to Kelly's. After contemplating leaving, he got out and walked up to the door.
"Hey," Kelly said when she opened the door. "How are you?"
"I really need to talk to you."
Kelly invited him in. They went down the hall to her room.
"I miss you at school. You're gonna have one hell of a time catching up," Kelly said, trying to lighten the mood.
"Yeah I don't really give a shit about that right now."
"What's up?"
"My dad's in town… and he's pissed."
"You told him?"
"I had to! I thought he could help me. Turns out I was wrong."
"What makes you say that?"
"He wants me to have nothing to do with you."
"Oh." Was all Kelly could say.
"But that's not what I want!" Dean added quickly. "I want to be there for you and help you however you'd like."
"Dean that's really not necessary-"
"Yes it is!"
"No it really isn't."
"Kelly-"
"Dean."
Both of them stopped talking and just looked at each other in silence.
"I took care of it," Kelly admitted after a while. "There's nothing to worry about."
"What do you mean you took care of it?" Dean asked. Kelly just looked at him. Then it hit him. "No."
"I know I said I wanted it but I just can't. I'm not ready to have a baby or to even be pregnant."
"Are you okay?" Dean asked, walking over to her and holding her hands.
"I'm fine. A little sad but I'll recover."
The room got quiet for a few minutes again.
"Guess it's a good thing no one at school found out," Kelly joked quietly.
"Actually… Sammy heard a rumor today."
"Where? At the junior high?" Kelly asked. Dean nodded slowly. "How the hell did they find out?"
"I don't know. But I'm guessing if kids at the junior high know-"
"Kids at the high school know," Kelly finished for him.
"You didn't tell anyone did you?"
"No! I mean, I told a couple girlfriends we had sex-"
"You what?"
"What? Like you didn't tell a couple of your guy friends?"
"What guy friends?"
"I don't know. Sam?"
"Sam's too young to know about sex," Dean said, letting Kelly's hands go. He turned around and walked to the other side of the room. Dean took a deep breath. So much happened in one week it made his brain hurt.
"I still love you Dean," Kelly said walking over to him. "And I'm willing to work on moving past this."
"I don't think I can," Dean admitted. "I have to go."
"Call me when you make up your mind."
And with that, Dean left Kelly's. He drove around town for another two hours. By the time he got back to Bobby's, it was already dark outside.
Dean walked in and saw his dad and Bobby drinking in the living room.
"Well I hope you're happy," Dean announced, walking into the room. "Kelly had an abortion."
Bobby and John exchanged looks.
"I'm so sorry Dean," Bobby said. "Are you alright?"
"I don't know. Kelly says she's okay so I guess I am."
John took another sip of beer but remained silent.
"Dad?"
"John?"
"You got off easy," he said quietly, but still loud enough for Dean to be able to hear.
"John I swear-"
"Leave him alone Bobby," Dean said, interrupting him. "If that's how he feels that's how he feels."
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