Being Alone (D. Winchester)

"A Crush On Me?"

Night. At the cemetery.

The boys were digging up the grave of Howard Ross.

Sam "so, Dad didn't want either of you to tell me. How come? Was this place really so bad?"

Dean "i don't really remember. Look, nobody bad-touched me, nobody burned me with their smokes or beat me with a metal hanger. I call that a win "

I nodded .

Sam chuckled and went to dig in again but looks like he came across something. 

Me "stop, boys"

They put the shovels away and opened the coffin. 

Dean poured salt over the skeleton while Sam poured Spiritus over it. 

Dean took a lighter out "all right, let's barbecue Old McDonald here get the hell out of Dodge"

He burned the body.

Next day. morning. at a dinner. 

I was sitting between the brother at the table. 

Sam "You do realize that i would've been okay with just grabbing a burger and leave, right?"

Dean looked at the meals"what, and miss out on the best banana pancakes you ever had?"

I looked at the card. 

Flashback. At the diner. 

I was sitting between Sonny and Dean. 

Dean "thanks"

Sonny shook his head, smiling "no prob, i do this for all the boys, and the girl, after they been here for a month"

Dean "i mean for getting the charges against us dropped. Well, being hungry is not a crime, it's the stealing that is. But i feel if you only do that once you don't deserve a record"

I nodded. 

Sonny "and seeing as how we can't find your pops anywhere, you can stay here as long as you want, Dean"

Then he looked at me "same goes for you, Elena"

I smiled, nodding. 

Dean looked shocked.

Sonny "you two are doing good in school, you're making friends, you made the wrestling team. I'm proud of you. both of you. Let me ask you something and  i want you two to be straight with me. Are you into the while heavy metal, devil -worshipping stuff?"

I grimaced, confused "what?"

Dean shook his head "no"

Sonny shook his head "I'm not judging. it's just i found a few occult-looking symbols carved into both your bedposts. "

I sighed "IT's a very long story"

Sonny "That story have anything do to with why you put salt in front of your bunk doors every night before bed?"

Dean "Well, it's a family thing, so i can't really talk about it"

Sonny "Same family that left you here?"

Dean was caught off guard. Sonny had a point. 

Sonny chuckled "what are you two in the Mob or something?"

Dean "more like something"

I looked at the card. 

Sonny took a deep breath "i was part of this gang, right? they were my family. i lived, breathed i would've even died for them. you know where it got me? Fifteen years in a correctional facility. And for what? being loyal? to who? I should've been loyal to myself.  Because you get one shot at this game. And when you look in the mirror, and when you look in the mirror, you want the guy looking back at you to be his own man. "