At My Breaking Point

Chapter 8

Chapter 8:

The whole way back to the house Dean was over the speed limit. Ever since he took care of the girls he tried to stay underneath the speed limit because if he ever got pulled over they would find his records and take him in. The girls would have to go into the system and Dean wasn't going to let that happen. He had to watch out for his family. Dean looked in his rearview mirror to see his brother holding Skylar's head in his lap, underneath her head was Sam's jacket that was stained red.

Dean turned his head a little still focused on the road but looked at his daughter. She was awake unlike her cousin, but still in some pain.

"We're almost there; I'm just trying not to get pulled over."

"You speed every other time dad, why can't you this time?"

They were just a couple minutes from their home.

"If the cops pulled up my record it says technically I'm dead, along with several other charges we won't talk about."

"What did you do?!"

"Long story that you might get to hear sooner than later."

After that Amelia stopped asking questions and just stared out the windshield of the impala. Dean sighed as he ran one hand through his hair, keeping the other hand on the wheel. He pushed to pedal down just a little more making the impala speed up a tad. After all, his niece was bleeding in the back seat of his car, and his daughter was too. Dean looked back into the backseat for a split second again and met his brother's eyes. And Dean saw the worry in Sam's eyes that made Dean think back to when they were both children. When Sam would worry when John got back late, before John started training Sam.

Dean gunned it the whole way back home

As soon as the front door to the old white two story Dean and Sam owned that was a while away from the town, Sam went one way holding Skylar and Dean went another holding Amelia up a little. Dean ushered his daughter in to the kitchen and into one of the wooden chairs around the table. He ran out of the room and came back seconds later, with a first a kit. Dean sat it down on the table and opened it.

"Alright let's see it Em."

Wordlessly Amelia lifted her shirt up just enough to show Dean the cut. Dean saw it clearly for the first time and quickly decided,

"It's actually not that deep, so I don't think you'll need stitches."

Amelia just nodded as Dean put gauze on the cute and put some tape from the kit to keep the gauze on. Dean started putting the stuff back and Amelia flipped her shirt back down. She looked at her dad who was still turned around when she decided to ask him the question on her mind since they left the school.

"Was that really a demon Dad?"

Amelia watched as her dad froze and turned around to face her. He looked shocked but really Dean was unsure if he should explain his and his brother's hunting background to his fifteen year old daughter. And her mother's hunting background too. Dean was trying to keep the hunting life away from his family. Emma and he had decided just before Amelia was born to stop hunting and when the occasional hunt popped up. The girls were sent to Bobby's.

"Dad?"

Dean stayed silent.

"It was wasn't it?"

"Listen Em. I can't answer that right and I need to talk to Sam and Cas. Once Sam's done with Skylar I'll need you to go upstairs for a little bit."

"But Dad..."

"Amelia, I'm not going to tell you a second time."

"Fine"