Loosely basted on the episode where we learn about Dean going to Sonny's Home for Boys. He goes there for two months and Sam comes to live with Bobby. also, Margret and Dean have been dating for a while.
Margret —-17
Dean—-16
Sam—-121995
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Margret was practicing. Her ballet slippers were tightly wrapped around her feet and her ballet body suit was paired with a pink cardigan to keep her cozy. The music played throughout her room like it's done millions of times when she practiced.
She's been dancing more lately. Her dream of becoming a professional dancer was just a year away, when she would graduate high school and apply for Juilliard for Dance. She heard as all her teachers boasted about how she could get a scholarship, but she wasn't going to jinx the possibility.She had told her father about it. Surprisingly, he was astonished and proud to say the least. His very own daughter, going to a high end school, and a opportunity to get out of the life, he would push her out the door himself when the time came.
She would be done hunting. She wouldn't have to fight, or kill anything. She would be safe. At 17 years old, she had her goals set and planned, and she couldn't be happier about it. However, the thought of Dean broke her heart.
Shaking her head, Margaret scolded herself for letting herself get distracted in her mind. She needed to focus. She needed to get better. Just as she was about to start her routine, she heard her name being called from downstairs.
With a annoyed sigh, she tuned off her music and made her way down the old stairs. As she reached the bottom, she was met with Sam and John, but no Dean.
She raised her brow as she looked between the adults. "What's going on?" She asked
She noticed Sam's puffy eyes and was even more determined to know what had happened.
"Sam—he's gonna come live with us for a while." Her father said. She could tell he was upset. The way he spoke made it clear he was trying not to yell, or freak out. He was obviously mad and she didn't know why.
"Sam, go bring your things into Margret's room. You can stay with her." John had said, a hand on Sam's shoulder.
Margret nodded and grabbed Sam's backpack. She looked behind her and noticed Sam following behind her. Once they reached her room, she placed the bag on the bed and turned to Sam.
"What happened, Sammy?" She asked softly. She was worried now. She had no idea where Dean was. If he was okay. Her heart beats were quick as they sat on the edge of the bed.
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