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Dean-22

Sam-18

Kate-14

It was an average Thursday afternoon in April. Normally Dean allowed Kate and Sam to walk home from school together because the weather in April was quite pleasant in Illinois, however this school let seniors out early on Thursdays if they met a certain high GPA requirement. At first when Sam found out, he was pissed, but then he realized his last period was study hall, so he stopped throwing a 'bitch fit', as Dean put it. And on this particular Thursday, Sam had somehow managed to convince Dean to go get Kate. He just wanted to have a lazy afternoon for once.

Dean rounded the corner and saw a bunch of cars lined up outside, waiting to pick up their kids. He breathed a sigh of relief that he hadn't driven. The Impala would not have been safe around all these crazy soccer mom drivers.

As he walked along the high fence in front of the school trying to find the stupid entrance, he glanced over towards the main doors searching for Kate. He spotted her and mentally thanked her for not making him wait in this disaster zone.

Someone walked by Dean and smacked into his shoulder hard. Dean turned around, ready to beat this person down, but the lucky bastard had already disappeared and mixed in with the sea of other crazy people flooding the sidewalk. "Ass," he muttered under his breath as he turned back around and kept walking, finally spotting the entrance a few feet ahead of him. He glanced through the fence wires again and stopped dead in his tracks. Kate was no longer waiting alone. There was now a boy beside her, holding her hand. His eyes narrowed in on them and then he saw them leaning in towards one another.

He instinctively reached to the small of his back, but immediately scolded himself for not packing a gun. He couldn't believe this. This stuff was never supposed to happen to his sister. His little sister. Dean grunted as he finally marched through the entrance and headed towards the main doors. He shoved a few older kids out of his way. They didn't seem to understand he was on a mission, even with the infamous Dean scowl plastered on his face. Kate spotted her brother and she recognized that look. And it was not good. "Oh crap!" she thought as she let go of the boy's hand and pushed him to the side. "You better run!" He gave her a confused look as he followed her gaze and saw one pissed off looking guy. He could only assume this was the other brother. Kate gave him a sympathetic and apologetic look as he took off running behind the school. Kate wasn't sure how much Dean had seen, but she knew it was enough. He wasn't even supposed to find out; Sam was always supposed to pick her up!

She nervously shifted her feet back and forth until he finally arrived. "Who was that?" he asked, trying to keep his cool in public. He didn't need the cops called on him for a public disturbance.

"Oh, he's my Science lab partner." Technically that wasn't a lie.

"Uh-huh," was all he responded. He grabbed her upper arm and started pulling her on. Kate braced herself. Now she knew he saw, but she hated when he did this—when he goes all silent instead of yelling and makes you torture yourself thinking about what's going to happen. He was really good at it.

They walked all the way home without exchanging even a single word as Kate stayed one step behind—and out of arms reach—of Dean. The second she entered the motel room, she practically all but sprinted to the bathroom. She wanted to put off the inevitable for just a little bit longer and think of a plan.

Sam looked from the closed bathroom door over to a very pissed Dean. He just raised his eyebrows, silently asking for some sort of explanation.

"Dude, I saw our sister. With a guy," Dean whispered harshly at Sam as he sat down on an empty chair beside him at the table. He didn't want Kate to overhear.

"So?" Sam didn't get what the big deal was.

"Sam! He was practically sucking her face off!" Dean was trying to keep his voice low, but it wasn't that easy.

Sam smiled. He knew who this guy was. It was Tyler Franklin and Sam had already met and checked the guy out. He was actually really nice and genuine. Much needed after how that bastard in North Dakota treated Kate. They both had agreed to just not worry Dean by telling him about Tyler. "What was he, a vampire then?" Sam joked.

"What? Is this funny to you? This punk is violating our little sister!" Dean threw his hands up in frustration.

"Dean, kissing is hardly worth getting so worked up over," Sam replied.

Dean stared at Sam is shock. Since when was he not on his side about everything when it involved Kate and men! Dean ran his hand over his face as he heard the bathroom door open. Both Sam and Dean looked over. "Might as well get it over with," she thought as she slowly emerged from the bathroom.

"Kate, sit down." Dean pointed to the empty chair on the other side of the table. "We need to talk."

Kate looked at Sam for some sort of guidance, but he didn't give her any help. She cautiously took a seat. "What's up?" Her game plan had been to play it dumb apparently.

"I saw you with that little blond shitface," Dean began.

"I told you. He's my science lab partner."

"Oh, I guess I didn't realize swapping saliva was part of Science class now," Dean responded. He had fully hulked out into overprotective brother mode.

"Dean, just let her explain," Sam interjected. Kate gave him a half smile, thankful he was there to keep Dean from reaching across the table and chocking her to death.

"Well at first he was just a friend. My lab partner…and…um…now we like each other. Like a lot. So we kiss. Not worth flipping out over, Dean," Kate explained calmly.

"Flipping out? I'm already passed flipping out! I knew I should have salted and burned that damn lip gloss when I had the chance." Sam and Kate both rolled his eyes. And he called them drama queens?!

"Seriously, Dean, take it down a notch," Sam said, trying to create some peace before steam started spewing from Dean's ears.

"No. She's kissing boys, Sam." Dean switched his glance to Kate. "I thought I was pretty damn clear when I said you aren't dating until you're 30." Kate folded her arms and practically threw her upper body back in the chair. She was getting frustrated. "I mean all it takes is a kiss and then BAM! I got people knocking on my door asking to film you for an episode of 16 & Pregnant!"

"Wow. You never exaggerate. It's only kissing. I'm not having sex! And you're one to talk anyway. You don't even bother to learn a girls name before you sleep with her!" She'd kept that bottle up for awhile and it was finally time to throw that in his face. He was being a complete hypocrite.

"How the hell would you even know?" Dean was starting to get defensive.

"Hello? We've grown up in crap motels and apartments. The walls aren't exactly sound proof. I hear you and Sam talk about girls all the freaking time!" Kate's voice was starting to rise. Sam and Dean shared a quick look. Sam just shrugged his shoulders, showing Dean that Kate was probably right about this one.

"Well that's completely different," Dean said.

"No it's not!" Kate shouted.

"Yes it is. You're 14 and my little sister. So of course it's different," Dean finished, adding emphasis on every word.

"I'm not having sex nor do I plan to anytime in the even remotely near future." Kate felt the need to clarify that one more time because this was getting out of control. Somehow it had gone from an innocent kiss to her being knocked up. Sam and Dean fell quiet. There was a beat of silence as everyone tired to collect their thoughts.

Finally Sam broke the silence. "What Dean is trying to say and failing miserably at doing is just don't do anything stupid. You're still young." He reached out and gently touched her arm.

"Fine, but I'm not a freaking slut, Dean. Not that it's any of your business, but I just had my first kiss on Monday." Kate looked at Sam and he just nodded his head in support. Dean's eyes flew back and forth between his younger siblings as he picked up on their silent gestures.

"You knew about this?! And you didn't freaking tell me?" Dean demanded.

"I didn't want you to rip the guy's lungs out, Dean. And I already met him. He's a nice guy," Sam defended himself.

Dean looked from Sam to Kate and back to Sam. Were they ganging up on him now? Yes, they were most definitely ganging up on him. Somehow all this been turned around and was making him look like the bad guy. He got up and went to grab his keys off the bedside table.

"Where are you going?" Kate asked nervously, fearing the worst.

Dean took a long drawn out breath. "I'm not going after the ass hat. Not today at least. Even though every bone in my body says I should rip him to shreds."

"Then what are you doing?" Sam prodded for more information.

"My sister is kissing boys now, Sam. If I'm not going to kill him, where else would I be going? I'm freaking getting a beer. Or five." He wasn't ready for any this. The little girl that he had taken care of and practically raised was growing up without his permission. He wanted her to be little Katie for as long as possible, preferably forever. He just wasn't ready to accept the hard facts of life. He turned around giving Kate one last look. "And you. Don't even think about asking to go on a date with this guy. You're grounded...for…forever." Satisfied that he had made a point, he walked towards the door and left the room. Sam and Kate listened for the roar of the Impala leaving, knowing it was finally safe to talk.

Sam leaned in to Kate. "Didn't you get my text about him coming to pick you up instead of me?"

Kate smirked mischievously. "Yeah, I did."

"And?" Sam wanted a better explanation.

"Well you're leaving me soon and you promised you'd help me break it to him. So I figured no better time than the present!" Kate was always thinking one step ahead of all of them.

"Well at least give me a heads up next time," Sam joked. They both couldn't help but share a laugh.

"You think he'll get over it?" Kate asked genuinely.

"Oh yeah, he will. After he gets a few beers in him, he'll be fine. I swear the veins in his forehead were going to pop though!" Sam made a 'popping' noise with his mouth for extra emphasis.

"I know!" Kate giggled. "Watching Dean freak out won't be as much fun when you're not here with me." They fell silent for a brief moment, both thinking about what would be coming in the next few months.

"What do you say we go grab some money from Dean's bag and get ourselves some ice cream?" Sam asked, wanting to not dwell on the inevitable.

"Heck yes!" Kate said as she jumped up from her chair and made her way over to Dean's duffel with Sam trailing behind. Kate suddenly stopped and turned around to face Sam. She wrapped her arms around his torso without saying anything. They both knew this hug was more of a 'I'll miss you' than a 'Thank you'. Sam just gave her a tight squeeze before they let go and went to find the money Dean always 'hid' in his bag.