"All right, so what have you found on her Majesty's Secret Suckbags?" Dean asks his brother, the two sitting at the table in the kitchen.
"Well, I may have turned the bunker upside down looking for any reference whatsoever to the British Men of Letters and all I found was this letter tucked into an old ledger, uh, from the London Chapterhouse." Sam says.
"Okay, well, that's something." Dean says.
"Yeah, uh... not so much." Sam shows the mostly blacked out letters.
"Awesome." Dean remarks. "Okay, well, what about little orphan Annie? What are we doing with her?"
"Uh... I don't-- she's still sleeping, I think." Sam says. "And, dude, please, don't call her that to her face."
"Okay, well, what are we running an orphanage now or what?" Dean asks.
"I don't-- I don't know yet, Dean." Sam says. "Look, she-- she's like a frightened animal, I'm not sure how to approach her. She's been held captive by vampires for six years. I'm sure she's mentally still, like, nine years old."
"I still think we should send her to Jody's. She's more experienced in the, uh, troubled teenage girl department." Dean says.
"I... yeah. Yeah, maybe. I'll call her later." Sam says, rubbing his forehead as he stresses over the whole situation.
Dean goes to talk, but stops when he hears somebody walk in and looks over at Lucy.
"Hey." Sam greets when he sees her. "Morning."
"Morning." She says, her voice still quiet and timid.
"Did, uh, did you sleep okay?" Sam asks.
"I guess." Lucy shrugs.
"Okay. Um, there's plenty of food here. Take what you want." Sam tells her and she nods.
Dean looks up when Cas walks in.
"Morning, sunshine. Some coffee?" Dean asks.
"No, thank you. I have to go." Cas says, walking off. The brothers share a look and follow him. Lucy shrugs, getting herself a bowl of cereal.
"What are you talking about? Mom's fine." Dean says as the brothers walk back into the kitchen.
"You sure? I heard her walking around all night last night. I mean, don't you think she seems a bit... withdrawn? You know, shaky?" Sam asks as they sit back down. Sam glances over at Lucy, watching her eat, and keeps his distance from her.
"Of course she's shaky. She hasn't been on this planet since Jane Fonda was wearing leg warmers. Look, all she needs is a little R&R. You know, some good family time... she'll be aces." Dean says.
"Yeah." Sam mumbles.
Lucy raises her hand.
"What?" Dean asks, giving her a weird look.
"Who's Jane Fonda?" She asks.
Before they can answer, they look over as Mary walks in.
"Hey." The brothers greet their mother.
"Hey. Hi." Mary says.
"Hey. Morning." Sam smiles.
"Ooh." Mary goes to the plate of bacon on the table, picking a piece up.
"Oh, we can fry up some more. That's-- that's probably cold by now, mom." Sam says.
"It's bacon." Mary says.
"Wow. We are so related." Dean grins.
"Did you cut your hair?" Sam asks, noticing the change in his mom's hair.
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look after you, spn
Fanfiction[ supernatural -- seasons 12-15 ] Lucy Danes Stand Alone: Look After You I DO NOT own SPN, any of the show's characters or storylines. I ONLY own my OC(s) and their storylines.
