Chapter 39
Skye's POV
Max leads us in. We are back to wearing the stupid priests and nun outfits. "My mom's resting, she's pretty wrecked." Max says. "Of course." I say. "All these people kept coming with like, casseroles? I finally had to tell them all to go away. You know cause nothing says I'm sorry like a tuna casserole." He says.
I smile at him and he smiles back. Max gestures to the lounge and we all take a seat. I sigh. "How you holding up?" I ask. "Okay." He says. "You're dad and your uncle were close." Sam says.
"Yeah I guess. I mean, they were brothers. They used to hang out all the time when I was little." Max says.
"But not lately much?" I ask. "No, it;s not that. It's just...we used to be neighbours when I was a kid, and we lived across town in this house. Uncle Roger lived next door, so he was over all the time." Max says.
"Right. So how was it in that house when you were a kid?" I ask. "It was fine why?" He asks. "All good memories? Do you remember anything unusual? Something involving your father and your uncle maybe." Dean asks.
Max shakes his head no. "What do ya...why do you ask?" He asks. "Just a question." Dean says. "No, there was nothing. We were totally normal. Happy." Max says. "Good. That's good. Well you must be exhausted. We should take off." Dean says.
"Right." Sam says. I look at Max. "Thanks." I say. "Yeah." He says. We walk down the driveway to stand beside the Impala. "No one's family is totally normal and happy. See when he was talking about his old house?" Dean says.
"He was scared." I say. "Yeah Max isn't telling us everything. I say we go find the old neighborhood, find out what life was really like for the Millers." Dean says.
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How It All Started (Dean Winchester Love story book 1)
FanfictionSkye and Dean have been best friends since they were kids. John Winchester took her with him and his family after a hunt gone wrong with John Winchester and Skye's Parents. Years later Skye still has been by Dean's side slowly falling for him. Sure...
