Heaven's Child ≫ SPN

28.1

The three of us were sitting side by side in the waiting room, filling out my fake application, each of us with matching pride buttons.

"What are you doing?" Dean glared at me flatly.

"Family selfie," I held the phone high above me to get Sam and Dean in the picture. I was smiling hugely, Sam was in the middle of rolling his eyes, and Dean was glaring at me flatly. I giggled. "I love it," I shoved the phone in Dean's face and then Sam's.

"This is so much paperwork," Sam complained.

"No it's not just..." Dean pulled it out of his hands and signed all of them really fast. "There."

"Does anyone feel like that signing all that paper we didn't read is going to come back to bite us in the ass?" I muttered, but then the woman cut me off.

"Alrighty. All set for the tour?"

***

The lady then showed us to the cabin where I'd be sleeping. It was humid, molding and had four bunk beds.

"You guys aren't going to really make me sleep here, are you?" I whispered.

"Yes," they both answered, hiding smirks. The lady was still showing us around the cabin.

"There's a toilet here but it's overflowed and I don't advise you to walk around the cabin barefoot. There is a working bathroom in the boys' cabin next door so don't be shy to use it, we'd rather you not go in the trees because over time the entire camp space begins to smell."

"I'd rather kill myself," I hissed at Dean.

"You're staying."

"No."

"What was that?"

I gave her a half hearted smile but Sam grabbed her attention with a question.

"Where are the rest of the kids?"

She checked the clipboard in her hands. "Let's see, she's with group B, and the schedule says they should be finishing up with the yoga instructor."

"Yoga instructor?" I was seconds away from bolting out the door.

She nodded with an empathetic smile. "Yoga is very important for your body's physical and mental well being. It's a vital part of the daily schedule here, I'm sure you'll learn to love it." I gave her an unconvincing smile and shot Sam and Dean a look who were trying to hide their amusement and not doing a good job at it.

"I think you should change and go catch up with them right now! The quicker you start the quicker you'll get comfortable here." My stomach was churning, my clothes were sticking to my body from the humidity and there was the faint smell of urine from either the mattresses or the overflowing bathroom, I didn't know. I felt like I was going to throw up.

"Oh, cheer up," Dean asked, sinister humor in his eyes, but to the woman he probably came off as an encouraging father. "Do you want us to come with you to class? Help you get situated."

I only glared at him, silently daring him to force me to go to yoga and watch me do it.

"Oh I'm sorry. Didn't I tell you? All parents are required to sit with the camp psychologist before we can fully commit Sally to a schedule."

"Sorry?" Sam asked.

"I'm afraid it's mandatory. He'll just ask a few questions about her childhood, her school, any traumatic experiences, things of the sort. That way we could prepare the best possible way that you could work with the camp at home to help her overcome her eating disorders. He's a very friendly person, I'm sure you won't have any problems with him. Especially because you seem like such a well rounded couple." I let out a loud snort, making sure Sam and Dean understood I was referring to their not so healthy codependent relationship.