Missing Her

Part 4

Dean drove away, putting Jim's house in his rearview mirror as quickly as he could. He checked on Ollie in the backseat a few times, and the girl never moved. She was huddled up against the rear passenger door, her knees drawn up into her chest, and her gaze transfixed out of the window. (Y/N) was pretty much the same way, except for her knees drawn up, and Dean was in awe at how much love and fear he had with both of them in mind.

"Hey," he said and placed a hand on her knee. It was enough to break the spell and to look over at him instead. "You alright?"

"Physically, yeah, I'm fine. He more startled me than anything," she said softly and stole a glance back to Olivia. "I hate that she saw it though."

"What was wrong with him?" Ollie's voice chimed in from the back. She finally moved, leaning forward in the middle of the seat. "Why did he do that to you, mommy?"

"He was mad at me, and he overreacted. I think your dad was having a bad day, and—"

"He took it out on you, again," Ollie finished and leaned back in the seat.

"What? Again?" Dean asked sharply, looking back and forth between (Y/N) and the road ahead.

"No, it's not what you think. Relax," she reassured him and turned around to face Ollie. "Can we talk about it tomorrow, Ol? Its been a long day, and I just kind of want to go home. Is that alright?"

Dean looked up in the rearview and saw her nod softly. When she settled back against the door, he cleared his throat to get (Y/N)'s attention.

"About going home... I think that's not a great idea. I don't like what just happened back there. I don't trust that guy. He's got a key to your house and he could show up at any time."

"What am I supposed to do? Where do I go? He's got partial custody of her, Dean. I can't stop him from taking her."

Dean looked thoughtful for a minute until an idea took shape in his head. "Road trip. Who's up for a road trip?" he said loud enough for Ollie to hear.

"To where?" (Y/N) asked her expression a mixture of concern and surprise.

"Roadhouse. Go see Ellen and Jo. It's been a while since I've dropped in. Hell, I don't even know if she knows I'm topside again."

"I can't just pick up and leave. Ollie and school, I have work..."

"Alright. Tell me this. Who picks her up from school? You or Jim?"

"We alternate," she sighed and realized his meaning. "And his day is Monday."

"After that, you tell me... would he take her and run? Not return her to you?"

She turned and watched Ollie in the back seat lost in thought. When she turned back to Dean, she nodded slowly.

"Ok then. Call off work and tell school she's sick. We're going to Ellen's."

"Fine. I still need to go home first, though. You can stand watch if you want, but I need to pack some stuff for her."

Dean nodded hesitantly. "Ten minutes, then we're gone. Okay?"

(Y/N) sighed softly. "Ten minutes, and we're gone."

Ollie just kept looking out of the window, watching the neighborhoods go by in a blur. Dean was driving fast, and normally, that would scare her. Not today. Today she was grateful that she was with someone who could drive fast. Her dad had scared her badly and the faster she could get away from him and the house, the better.

There was so much about grown-ups that she didn't understand. They were always thinking, or angry, or sad. None of them could ever just talk to each other. She kept wondering why her dad had gotten so angry with her mom. Ollie wasn't dumb, she knew it had to do with Dean, but she thought her dad would have been happy to know that her 'bibiological' daddy was a really nice guy.