The Youngest Winchester

Ch.9

I woke up and saw Seth wasn't beside me anymore. I shrug it off and get ready. I grab my pirse and put a book, a notepad, and some pencils in it. I throw my hair into a messy bun and walk downstairs. When I get there, I see Emily making breakfast, and Leah, Jared, Paul, and Quil on the couch. I heard yelling from outside. I turn to Emily, and she doesn't say anything, so I run out there. I see Paul and Sam yelling at Seth.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" I yell, making my appearance known. They all stop and look at me. I walk up to Seth and hold his hand. He smiles at the gesture. Sam and Paul look defeated.

"I came in your room to wake up up from breakfast when I saw you and Seth sleeping together." Paul grumbles.

"Are you serious?" I ask, laughing. He nodded his head. I turn to Sam.

"What's your excuse?" I ask.

"When I came in and saw you and Seth in the same bed, my mind went to the worst." He said. Well, at least he cares. After everything gets settled, we head inside to eat breakfast. Me and Seth sit close together.

"The food looks good, Emily. Thank you for the food." I say digging in the food.

When we all get done, Paul and Sam have to help clean up since they yelled at Seth for no reason. Me and Seth go outside.

"Wanna do something?" He asks, turning to me. I nod my head.

"Do you trust me?" He asks, standing in front of me.

"Yes, Seth, I trust you." I smile. He smiles and leads me to the woods. He starts to take off his clothes.

"WOAH THERE PAL WE AIN'T DOONG ANYTHING LIKE THAT!" I shout, and he takes a minute to take everything in, and he blushes.

"I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT! I WANTED TO TAKE YOU SOMEWHERE!" He replies. He tells me to turn around and close my eyes. I hear some commotion going behind me when I feel something nudge the back of my knee. I turn to see a wold bigger than usual setting there looking at me. It motions for me to get on its back.

"Seth, I swear if you do something reackless with me on here." I say climbing on his back. I hold onto his fur, making sure not to hurt him. He tries to laugh, but it comes out more of a small bark.

Seth runs into the woods. I don't know where we are going. I close my eyes and carefully lift up my hands.

"Woooooo Hoooooo!" I shout. Seth responds with a howl. I laugh and lean down on him. He completes me. He's my family. I smile.

We get into a clearing, and I place a kiss on top of his head. He goes behind a faily large tree as a wolf and comes back around as a guy... With no clothes on. He's smiling.

"Uhm, Seth?" I say, looking away. His face turns into confusion, then I to realization.

"SORRY!" He shouts from behind a tree. He comes back out with some shorts on. He's adorable. He walks up to me and then leads me to sit down. When we sit, he lays his head in my lap. I pull out my book and start to read aloud. While I'm reading, I play with his now short hair.

After a while, the sun starts to set, and Seth shifts so he can take me back to Sam's. When we get there, we are greeted with Sam, Emily, and Leah at the table. Oh no, what happened?

(I know the timing is off. I apologize for that. It's been a minute since I've watched movies. Bare with me. PLEASE)

"Is something wrong?" Seth asks before I do. They all turn to us. It's clear that Leah has been crying. Leah gets up and puts her hands on Seth's shoulders.

"He died, Seth. Our father died." She says, starting to cry. I've never met him, but I heard he was a good person.

Seth starts to cry. I back up to let Leah care for him. That might seem heartless, but my dad and Dean didn't really care if something was upset to the point of crying. Sam didn't know what to do, so he just patted me on the back.

"We have to go check on mom, ok?" Leah says, pulling apart. Seth walks up to me and grabs my hands

"I got to go. Maybe we can talk later?" He says, playing with my fingers. I smile and hold his face.

"I understand. You can talk to me whenever you feel ready. Ok?" I tell him kissing him on the cheek. I walk them out of the house.

When they leave, I go up to my room when Sam Uley stops me.

"Is there anything you want to talk about?" He asks.

"No?" I respond, confused.

"You seemed confused about what to do when they started to cry." Emily pipes in. Oh, this is what it's about. I walk back down and join them at the table.

"My family wasn't really big on emotion showing. So whenever I cried or got upset. Their usual response was to dry it up and get your head back right." I say. Emily nods in understanding.

"What do you mean?" Sam asks.

"When I was younger, I was sharing a hotel room with my father while he was trying to contact my brothers. Outside of our hotel room was a tree branch that would constantly hit our window." I start.

"I thought it was a monster or something. I told my dad, and he told me to stop overreacting and just shoot it." I end.

"Or when I was being bullied for wearing my brothers clothes a few years back. This one girl cut my favorite flannel, and I cried the whole day. When I got back to my brothers Dean called me stupid and to punch the bitch and Sam, my brother, said it's ok, but didn't do anything to help me." I say. Emily comes over to hug me. Me being awkward just patted her arm.

"Alright, kid. Head to bed. I'm probably gonna have a busy rest of the week." Sam says, heading to bed.

I get to my room and change and lay down. As I'm lying down and staring at the ceiling fan, I remember my apartment. I should probably ask tomorrow what I should do.

"I should just sleep on it." I say, turning over to sleep on my side.