Dean smiled at her shared disdain, currently, for his dad, “Yeah.  I figure he’s already started drinking by now.  Between Sam talking his head off and begging to go….he’s definitely already at least one sheet to the wind.  No worries for now.  And I believe, with that tiny body, you could always hide under the bed.”

He chuckled, picked up the controller to the TV and flicked it on, before throwing himself onto her bed, his hands behind his head.

“Dr. Sexy M.D…a pizza, and you not running off the first chance you get.  That sounds peachy.  Hell, I might be going off on my own. But what I know is that I’m going to get to the bottom of all of this, and I refuse to let you run off, when we have a lot to talk about…and…I kinda like you, a little bit.”

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Biting her lip with a bright smile behind it, she handed him his soda back, “So, tell me about Sam…”

She started walking, gesturing for him to follow her.  Something about him made her curious, and not in a romantic way.  She was genuinely curious about this boy.  He seemed to be her age.  He didn’t seem phased by the life they seemed to live together, and maybe, just maybe, he knew what her mom did for a living that made her move so much.

“I wanna know everything, Mr. Enigma.”, she giggled, acting completely out of her own nature.