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Dean-19

Sam-15

Katie-10

"Sam, pick a color," Katie said. Sam sat down his pencil and looked over at his sister sitting across from him at the table in the school cafeteria. They had been waiting here for about 30 minutes now and Sam didn't like to waste time so he had gotten started on his homework, while Katie had decided to make one of those origami fortune tellers.

"I don't want to play." He gave her an annoyed look.

"Pleeaase. Just once!" Katie begged as she placed her thumbs and index fingers into the folded up paper, getting ready to play. She held it up in front of Sam's face. "Pick a color!"

Sam gently pushed her hands away from his face so he could look at what was written on each of the 4 flaps. Blue…red…gren… "Hey, you know green is spelled g-r-e-e-n…with 2 e's, right?" he asked gently without trying to make her feel bad.

Kate quickly pulled her arms back and looked down at her paper, suddenly embarrassed. "Oh yeah, I... I messed up...uh...but come on, let's play," she said trying to take the focus off of her writing and back to the game.

"Fine…blue," Sam replied.

"B-l-u-e," Katie spelled as she moved her fingers back and forth, making the flaps change. "Okay, now pick a number," she said as looked up at Sam.

"Uh…six, I guess."

"One, two, three, four, five, six," she counted moving the paper back and forth with each number. "Which number now?"

"Four." Sam was hoping this game was about to end. He really wanted to get back to his homework; it was over his favorite subject, government.

Katie slowly lifted up the flap labeled '4', making sure that Sam could not see the writing. She didn't want him to see any more spelling mistakes that she was sure she had made. "Your fortune is...you will have 20 babies!" She burst into a giggling fit. "You should have picked 8, Sammy! Then it says you would win a billion dollars!"

"Well guess I missed out then, didn't I?" Sam joked, smiling at how silly this all was. "Okay, now I gotta get back to my homework."

Katie didn't seem to hear the last part as she sat her origami fortune teller down on the table. "Why do you think it's taking Dean so long?" She glanced out into the hallway where parents occasionally were passing by. Today was parent-teacher conferences in the elementary school and Dean had come in place of John, who was away on a hunt. The teacher had been very persistent that someone from Katie's family needed to come in, so Dean finally relented and went.

"Maybe Mrs. Jackson is telling Dean how bad you are," Sam said smiling.

"I'm not bad. Maybe she's telling him how good I am," Katie countered.

"You wish," Sam finished as he picked back up his pencil again and started in on his homework. Katie stared down at her game and played another round quietly to herself as she waited.

"Let's get out of here, little people!" Dean said as he appeared in the doorway of the cafeteria.

"Dean, you're going to have to think of a new nickname cuz I'm going to be taller than you someday!" Sam said as he shoved his homework in his backpack.

"In your dreams, Sammy. You'll never beat me. I'm the oldest." Dean smirked.

Katie grabbed her backpack and walked over to Dean. "Maybe I'll be taller than both of you!"

"Yeah right, only if you work for the circus and walk around on stilts all day," Dean replied as he messed up her hair. Katie crossed her arms defeated. She didn't fully understand what Dean was talking about but she assumed he was making fun of her when he mentioned 'working for the circus'. She was suddenly distracted from her pouting when she noticed he was holding something in his hand.

"What's in the bag?" she said pointing to the gray plastic bag he was carrying.

"Oh, just some cool stuff your teacher wanted you to have," Dean said as he instinctively pulled the bag our of her reach.

"Really?!" Katie was excited. Teachers never gave her anything fun. "Let me see!"

"Wait till we get home," Dean responded as Sam joined up with them at the door. The 2 brothers exchanged glances. Sam knew there was something Dean wasn't mentioning, and his concerned glance back confirmed it.

They started walking down the hallway towards the exit. "Dean, pick a color!" Katie said as she help up her game for him to see.

"Again? Don't you ever get tired of that game?" Dean complained. Katie always found some new game or obsession and would play it constantly for a few weeks and then it would fade out. It was always the same cycle. He couldn't wait for her to pass through this one, but it hadn't been the worst phase for her. He cringed as he remembered her 'wheels on the impala go round and round' phase.

"No! It's lots of fun! Ask Sammy." Katie looked up at Sam expectantly but was only met with a shrug of his shoulders. Dean eventually gave in and played her silly game not one, not two, but three times on the drive home. According to his fortunes, Dean would get attacked by a banana-eating monkey, grow purple hair, and win a billion dollars (Sam helped him out on that one). Once they were back and inside the motel room, Dean went over and sat down on the couch.

"Hey, Katie, come here so I can show you what I got," he said as he held up the plastic bag for her to see. She made her way over and sat down beside him, anxiously waiting to see what great things her teacher had sent home. "Mrs. Jackson knows how much you like to play games, so she gave me these cards to play with." Dean pulled out a handful of flashcards.

Katie wasn't amused. She furrowed her eyebrows as she grabbed the cards and examined them. "These all have words on them. This game doesn't sound very fun."

"Yeah, well it is. We can play it together. Heck, I'll even time you to see how fast you can say them if you want." Dean was trying to stay positive about it, hoping that she would jump on board with it.

"Okay, but I'm going to beat you!" She was suddenly excited to play.

Dean smiled, knowing he had won her over again. He was happy he wasn't going to have to force her to practice the sight words. Actually, her teacher had sent him home with an entire packet of words and very specific instructions. He had to practice with her at least once a day because the teacher was very concerned. Katie was an entire grade level behind in reading. When the teacher told him that, Dean had never been so taken off guard before. He was supposed to know everything about his younger siblings, but somehow this had just slipped through the cracks. Sam had practically taught himself to read and was always independent and never asked for help, so Dean hadn't bothered him or even thought to check and see if he was reading correctly. And he had just assumed the same when it came to Katie. He didn't even think about how moving around and changing schools so often might affect her most fundamental learning. He wished now that he had paid more attention before, instead of assuming they were both the same.

"See, I told you Sammy! She told Dean how good I am," Katie bragged as she turned around to Sam who was sitting on the bed pretending to do homework. He had been listening to the conversation the entire time and he could read between the lines and tell what had really been said at that conference. He couldn't believe he hadn't picked up on it either.

Sam got up and went over to the couch. "What do you say we practice those words now?" he asked as he picked up the flashcards off the coffee table. Dean gave Sam a slight smile thanking him for helping. "It's Katie against Dean…Ready?" Sam said as he sat down on the coffee table. They both nodded and Sam began to hold the words up in front of them. Dean purposely got many words wrong or would wait for Katie to answer first. After the first round, Sam and Dean were shocked and realized just how much they needed to keep working with her. In the end, Dean won by just a few words, but Katie was excited for a rematch.

They played a few more times before Dean said they needed to quit so they could eat dinner. Later that night, Katie changed into her pajamas and crawled into bed and waited for Dean to come over and tuck her in like he always did. But instead Dean sat down beside her with his back up against the backboard of the bed. "I'm thinking that you owe me," he said with his arms crossed and a straight face.

Katie sat up and stared at him confused. "For what?"

"Well, for all those times I read you bedtime stories when you were little. I think it's time you paid me back and started reading me a bedtime story," he said as he held out a paper book. What Katie didn't know was the teacher had also sent Dean home with a plethora of books for Katie to practice with. He knew that Katie wouldn't want to read them if she realized it was essentially 'homework' from the teacher, so he had to think up another way to get her to want to read.

Katie reached out and grabbed the book as a smile spilled across her face. She felt so special right now because Dean actually needed her for a change. He never asked her for any favors. "Okay!" she replied joyfully as she scooted over closer to him, so he would be able to see the pictures. Dean gently wrapped his arm around her as she opened up to the first page.

Sam put his glass of water down on the kitchen table and walked over towards the bed where his sibling were sitting. "Hey now…Dean's not the only one who read to you. You definitely owe me too," Sam said as he motioned for Katie and Dean to scoot over so he could sit down on the other side of her. Katie swelled up with happiness. It wasn't every day that not one but both of her brothers paid so much attention to her and were being so nice. Sam knew how important this was for her and she needed both of their support. She smiled at both Sam and Dean before she returned her gaze to the book in front of her. She slowly started to read, fluently knowing some words and stumbling over and sounding out the rest.

Deep down both Sam and Dean knew that they had to make this a priority and part of their new routine. So from that night on, one of them, and occasionally both, would sit down with her before bed and read through one of the books. They weren't going to let her fall any further behind. Not on their watch.