He drove us to a diner down the road in Uncle Bobby's car, humming the entire time to Simple Man, with me rolling my eyes and turning to look out the window.
"Ya know, Sammy and I always wonder how you are doing while we are away. We're always annoying Bobby by calling so much while you are at school." He said, smiling in amusement.
I scoffed, shaking my head, before I turned towards the window so he wouldn't see the hurt look on my face. "Don't even have the balls to call while I am home… yeah, that definitely shows how much you care." I scoffed, shaking my head.
"Hey, it's not that we didn't want to talk to you, it's that Dad would have tanned our hides if he found out that we were checking in with you. He wanted you to have a chance at a normal life… Something we never got, Si." He replied defensively, as he frowned at the road in front of us.
We passed a good amount of the town before finally reaching the diner he was talking about.
It was the same diner I usually ate super in when Uncle Bobby was away on business.
"Right … so that's his piss poor excuse for abandoning me, and leaving me here with Uncle Bobby. Great, I should be so thankful that I had a chance at normalcy. Thank him for me next time you see him, alright, Deanie." I scoffed as I got out of the car, slamming the door and marching towards the diner.
I could hear him follow me hurriedly as I rushed into the small mom and pop burger shop.
"Sienna!" I heard as he called after me as I walked through the door.
Marcy, a waitress that worked at the place would often see me coming in after school, on the days Uncle Bobby is gone, to eat and waste time before walking home.
"Sienna, dear, is that Bobby gone again?" She asked me as I walked in and sat in the last booth in the back of the restaurant.
"Yes… this time with my sperm donor." I muttered as I slid in.
She sighed, giving me a sad smile before setting down two menus on the table. "I saw you pull up with an older fellow, he a friend of yours, hon?" She asked, as she tried to change the subject.
"He's my—" I began before Dean interrupted.
"Older brother. Nice to meet ya, Dean Winchester." He said, smiling brightly at her.
Marcy's eyes widened, before she looked at me, clearing her throat. "Nice to— Nice to meet ya too. Marcy McLain. What can I get ya, hon?" She finally asked.
"I'll take a bacon cheeseburger, with fries. Extra sauce for the fries." I sighed.
"To drink?" She asked.
"A Dr. Pepper." I replied, before handing her the menu.
"Oh, that sounds good. I'll take one of those. To drink I'll have a Coke please." Dean said, as he handed her the menu.
"I'll get right on that." Marcy muttered before walking away.
Dean smirked, twisting in his seat leaning over to watch as she walked away, as I reached over and smacked him upside the head. "She's married, yu beast." I chastised shaking my head at him.
He pouted before turning back in his seat and rubbing the spot.
"So, Sam left." I surmised, sighing.
He swallowed, and nodded, frowning and turning to look out the window. "He did." He confirmed.
I sighed, shaking my head as I slid into one side of the booth, and turned to stare out the window. "I suppose it was gonna happen someday soon, Sammy always was the smartest out of all of us. Wouldn't expect anything less from him." I told him, quietly.
He nodded, "We've all got our… strength, I suppose. You're the technological genius, Sammy is the brains in other-- areas, and I'm the handsome one." Dean says smirking as I roll my eyes.
"I don't see how you can say that… I'm no genius." I mumbled.
He frowned, "Of course, you are, Si. You have no idea how amazing you are." He tells me.
"Come on, Dean, Sammy is the genius out of all of us." I told him. "I'm the spare. You've got the looks, Sam is the smart one…. And I'm the clutz that occasionally manages to get lucky." I mumbled.
He scoffs, "Lucky? Yeah right. Not even Sam managed to hack into the school database and do what you did without getting caught." He told me amused.
"That's because he couldn't guess the passwords. Which were almost too easy to guess by the way." I told him with an eye roll as he gave me a head shake.
A moment later the food arrived and the conversation wind down.
By the time we arrived back home, I noticed I had a few missed calls.
Dean looked at me with a raised brow as I listened to the voicemail, and rushed to the upgraded computer our dad had managed to send me last year.
"What's wrong, Si?" He asked as I turned it on, and began logging in.
"It's Uncle Bobby, and dad. They've run into trouble on their hunt." I whispered as I sat down, and quickly logged on.
"What type of trouble?" He asked me, concerned.
I held up a finger as I clicked a few times and hacked into one of the cell towers to locate their last location.
"They have their phones off, how are you going to locate them?" He asked me.
"I'm using the last known location they were at. Along with any possible camera within the vicinity to help locate them. Should be quicker than any other route." I told him, as my fingers flew across the keyboard.
"Okay, what do we do once we've located them?" He asked.
"Nothing. The message said to keep an eye on their location. Odds are that if they don't call in 48 hours, then we need to look for them. Sammy may need to come here. I can't go with you." I told him.
He shook his head, "It's fine. You can go with me. You know how to work a gun, and the knives. I'm sure, Bobby taught you well." He replied smiling at me.
"Dad will kill you if I go." I told him.
"Not if he dies, and he will if we don't go." He argued.
I sighed, before nodding, "What-- What about school?" I asked, hesitantly.
"Don't worry about it. I'll call the school and have you excused." He reassured me.
A week later, he held me to his side as Uncle Bobby drove us back home.
Both Dean and I had bruises all over our bodies, but we managed to rescue both of them from the demons who managed to capture them.
"You put up quite a fight, I'm proud of both of you." I heard my dad say.
Dean made a noise of acknowledgement in his throat as he held me to his side protectively, as I wiped my face, and winced at the dull ache in my side.
None of us willing to acknowledge what we had just heard, or what happened.
As we arrived back to the yard, I slowly slide out of the car and made my way inside, to look for the first aid equipment.
Once our wounds were healed, Uncle Bobby ordered some take out for us, before sitting down and letting out a long breath.
I saw the look in his eyes before he even said a word.
"So, we tell ya to watch over y'ur baby sister and ya take her on the hunt?" He asked.
"Bobby--" Dean began to say.
"I begged him to take me. If ya wanna be mad, be mad at me." I cut in.
My dad and Uncle Bobby exchanged a look before sighing, "No way in hell that is true, baby girl. So, why are ya taken the heat?" My dad asked.
"Because Deanie needed me. How else would he find ya, magic spell? Don't ridiculous." I scoffed before rolling my eyes at them.
"She does have a point there." Dean replied amused, as he winked at me and leaned back with a sigh.
"The idgit is right." Uncle Bobby said looking amused at my dad.
"More like two peas in a pod." My dad replied unamused.
"She's too much like Mary, got the brains, braun, and beauty, what'd ya expect, John?" Uncle Bobby replied with a shrug.
Dean winked at me again before sighing and checking his watch.
"Well, I suppose we should head to bed, we got an early morning tomorrow." My dad said.
I nodded, hugging all of them goodnight before heading upstairs to bed, trying to hide the tears that sprung in my eyes as I did.
I knew I would see them again when I woke up, so I told them all goodnight before heading to bed, wondering when I would see them again.