The Winchester Three (S1): The Beginning

Ch 3 Section 5

Dean and Angel stood by the car as they looked at a map. Both turned when Sam and Rebecca walked outside.

"So, this is what you do? You, your brother and your sister- you hunt down these kinds of things?"

"Yeah..." He nodded, "Pretty much."

"I can't believe it... I mean, I saw it with my own eyes. And, I mean..." She looked up at him curiously, "Does everybody at school- nobody knows that you do this?"

"No."

"Did Jessica know?"

Sam looked thoughtful for a second before he shook his head, "No, she didn't."

Her eyes saddened, "Must be lonely."

"Oh, no. No, it's not so bad." He motioned to his siblings who were watching on with curiosity, "Anyway, what can I do? It's my family."

She laughed, "Well, you know, Zack and me, and everybody at school- we really miss you."

She hugged him as he agreed, "Yeah, me too."

She studied him once they pulled apart, "Well, will you call sometime?"

"It might not be for a little while..."

Rebecca nodded before waving goodbye to Angel and Dean. They each wave back before she headed back inside. Sam walked back over to the car with a sigh.

"So, what about your friend, Zack?"

Sam smirked to Dean as he walked over to the passenger side, "Cops are blaming this Dean Winchester guy for Emily's murder. They found the murder weapon in the guy's lair, Zack's clothes stained with her blood. Now they're thinking maybe the surveillance tape was tampered with. Yeah, Becca says Zack will be released soon."

He smiled triumphantly as Dean rolled his eyes and got in the car.

Angel chuckled and shook her head, "Well, at least you don't gloat."

A few miles down the road Dean sent a look to Sam beside him, "Sorry, man."

"About what?"

"I really wish things could be different, you know? I wish you could just be... Joe College."

"No, that's okay..." He shook his head as he sighed heavily, "You know, the truth is, even at Stanford, deep down, I never really fit in."

Angel leaned forward with a grin, "Hey, that's 'cause you're a freak."

"Yeah..." He chuckled, "Thanks."

"It's so not a bad thing, Sammy." She motioned to Dean, "D and I are both freaks too."

"Yup." Dean nodded, "We're right there with ya, all the way."

Sam laughed, "Yeah, I know you are."

"You know, I gotta say..." Dean shook his head with a small smile, "I'm sorry I'm gonna miss it."

Angel rose a brow, "What's that?"

He grinned, "How many chances am I gonna have to see my own funeral?"

The three of them smile at each other as Dean guns it down the road.