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Chapter 25; Dean 15 going on 25... Bobby talks to John.
Topic Started: May 1 2011, 01:23 PM (83 Views)
Crissi Marie
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Chapter 25

Bobby shook his head as he stared at John before he stated sarcastically, "Well that explains why you're sitting out here. John, Dean's 15 going on 25. You've been treating him like an adult."

John started to protest but Bobby held up his hand as he continued his train of thought, "I'm not saying that's wrong. Just if you're going to treat him as your equal you're going to have to go all the way. You'll have to tell him why you've been such a hard ass with them."

"I don't know if I can." John admitted quietly.

"Why?" Bobby asked curiously.

"I just… I." John shook his head before he muttered, "If they know I'm weak how can they trust me to keep them safe?" John looked at Bobby as a tear slid down his cheek.

The screen door opened as Dean stood in the doorway he told his father, "We've never thought you weak Dad."

John looked startled to see Dean in the doorway.

Dean gave him a sad smile before he told him, "Maybe a bit of a drill sergeant instead of our Dad sometimes. But that's never stopped us from loving you."

"Son." John started and then stopped as he looked away biting his lower lip.

Bobby stood and stretched before he looked at an imaginary watch on his wrist as he said, "Well would you look at that; Time for me to check on Sammy. I'm going to try to get him to drink that juice." and then he slid past Dean into the house; He made eye contact for a second with Dean and patted him on the arm when he slid past.

Dean sighed as he told John, "I regret…"

John jerked back to stare at Dean as he told him, "I was wrong, son. And I feel guilty as hell for the things I've said. Especially now that he's so sick that I can't make it right. I tried to apologize but he…"

Dean interrupted as he held up his hand to silence his father, "What are you talking about?" he asked as he stepped out onto the porch.

"He didn't tell you?" John asked confused, normally Dean was the first one Sammy told everything to. He'd kinda thought that might be one reason Dean was so mad at him.

"Dad." Dean said in a warning voice.

"I said he needed to lose some weight and now… I think God is punishing me for not being happy with just the fact that you guys were healthy." John rushed out before he could think better of it and lie.

Dean rubbed at his temple, his eyes closed as he counted to twenty. Then he dropped his hand as he glared at his dad before he asked in a barely controlled angry tone, "What the hell did you say to my brother?"

"I told you." John replied mulishly.

Dean shook his head before he demanded, "And what did you say to him the night he was lost in the woods?" He was afraid that the pieces that were clicking together were not something he was going to be happy with.

"Nothing before. I was talking to Bobby about keeping him but Sammy wasn't there. He was with you. It was after I got back from the bar… when you were asleep." John admitted honestly but dreading Dean's reaction all the same.

Dean took a step back and placed his hand on the screen door as he asked his dad, "You told him he was too fat to go with us?"

"NO!" John snapped as he thought silently, he'd told Bobby that.

"But you did tell him he needed to lose weight. And in the woods you said you'd made the right decision about sending him to Bobby." Dean's jaw was flinching as he tried to sort through what everything meant.

"Dean." John started but Dean once again stopped him.

"Dad… you can't be an ass to Sammy and expect it to roll of his shoulders like it does mine. He's not like us. He's like mom." Dean stated quietly.

"What do you…?" John started only to have Dean interrupt him.

"Dad… he's the good that we have left of mom and if you break him…" Dean stopped and then started again, "If you keep it up we will lose him."

"Dean… I have to tell you what the..." John tried to tell Dean.

"No. You don't. I'm not losing him. He's not going to die." Dean stated hugging his stomach with his casted arm.

"Dean." John said his name in the listen to me now tone.

"Go back to the motel, Dad." Dean ordered as he pulled the screen door open and stepped back through it.

"Dean. I came to see you." John said in a semi pleading voice.

"You saw me." Dean stated flatly.

"I have to see Sammy." John added desperately.

Dean shook his head no as he closed the screen putting that barrier firmly between them.

"I bought you both some things." John tried again as he stalled for time.

"I just need time to think… can you give us that?" Dean asked in his own slightly desperate tone.

John opened his mouth and then closed it again without speaking.

Dean stared at him unmoving.

"Dean they said we only have…" John said, not ready to stop trying yet.

"Shut up!" Dean yelled as he backed away from the door.

"Dean. Please don't." John held up his hand as he pleaded.

Dean shook his head as he turned and ran down the hall to the stairs. He didn't stop until he got to the bedroom where he stopped in the doorway to catch his breath.

Sammy was sitting on the bed holding a glass of juice and staring at him.

"D, you okay?" Sammy asked as he started to set the glass aside.

"Don't Sammy. You need to try to drink that." Dean said as he shook his head.

Sammy sighed but took a drink so Dean could see him.

Dean smiled and motioned for Bobby to come with him as he backed out the door he told Sammy, "Be right back."

Sammy nodded but he was worried as he watched Dean. Something was bothering his big brother and he'd bet the impala it had to do with their dad.

"What's the hell is wrong with you Dean?" Bobby asked as he pulled the door shut behind him.

"Dad… he said something to Sammy…" Dean said quietly as he asked, "What did Dad say to you?"

"When?" Bobby asked as he stalled for time.

"When he called you about keeping Sammy?" Dean demanded with a frown.

Bobby sighed as he thought silently he knew this day would come, aloud he told Dean, "He felt that Sammy would be safer with me."

"Really? He seems to have an awful lot of guilt for saying nothing wrong." Dean said as he walked back over to the door.

"Dean, I think this can wait for another time." Bobby said as he nodded towards the bedroom.

"Yeah, okay get rid of Dad for me would you?" Dean agreed wearily.

"And tell him what?" Bobby questioned.

"I'll call when I give a damn." Dean stated dryly.

"Boy. You don't mean that." Bobby said.

Dean's chin jutted out in stubbornness as he turned and walked into the bedroom.

That's where Sammy learned that. Bobby thought silently.

TBC


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