1.87 Chuck The Prophet

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On the streets. 

I was on the way home to tell my dad about my other dad. About Alastair. I was scared as hell to be honest but it had to be done. I don't want to tell him but i don't want him to find out by another person either.

My phone started to ring. I groaned annoyed and grabbed the phone from the passenger seat. 

Then i answered "What?"

Dean "Leny?"

Me "What?"

Dean "Where are you?"

Me "on my way home"

Dean "are you backing out on the case?"

I asked confused "what case?"

Dean "the Sam-case, duh"

I shook my head "of course not"

Dean "what are you doing?"

Me "i'm on my way home to tell dad about Alastair"

Then it went silent. 

Me "Dean?"

Dean "You really wanna do that? Are you sure about that?"

I pulled over to the side of the road "Why? Am i not supposed to or what?"

Dean "do you really think he's gonna take it well? i mean, compared to me? you really think he wouldn't..."

He didn't finish the sentence.

I raised an eyebrow,changeling "finish the sentence, i dare you"

Dean "That's not what i meant, i mean-"

Me "i know what you mean. Why did you call me?"

Dean "i need you to head over to Chuck's. Pay him a visit"

Me "You're pissed, aren't you?"

Dean "of course i am, Elena!"

I sighed "i'm gonna head over there. Don't worry"


At Chuck's. 

I walked into the house. I had opened the lock with my powers. Then i sat down on the sofa and waited for Chuck. 

I heard him walk inside with a bottle in a brown bag and six-pack of cans.

He didn't look surprised to see me "Elena"

Me "I take it you knew I'd be here. "

Chuck "You look terrible. "

Me "Maybe because i don't know how my dad's gonna react when i tell him that Alastair is my birth father!!"

Chuck "Oh. "

I raised my eyebrows and yelled  "that it? Every damn thing you write about me comes true; that's all you have to say is "oh"?! "

Chuck jerked together " Please don't yell at me. "

Me "You're not telling us something. You're keeping something from us"

Chuck "and what?"

Me " How you know what you know, for starters"

Chuck " I don't know how I know, I just do! "

I stood up and walked over to him "that's not good enough"

He took a few steps back and his back hit the wall behind him. 

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