Dean gets inside Sam’s apartment too late to save his brother, but by some miracle, Jess survives.
She takes to the life like a natural; she’s a natural with a gun, with a knife, with Latin. She’s a smart girl, and sometimes Dean thinks, with a pang, she was always out of Sammy’s league.
She takes her cues from Dean, so she learns how to hustle pool in a short skirt, low-cut shirts, midriff bared, and they bring home more in one night than Dean used to from a week of rigged games.
He thinks the difference is, those guys don’t want to hit Jess the way they’d beat him into the ground for fooling them. They’re dazzled by her smile and her cleavage and they don’t notice the bright, shark-like gleam in her eyes when she’s lining up a shot. She smiles at them afterwards, sometimes pecks the older, gentler guys on the cheeks, and then lets them buy her drinks for her victory.
These guys don’t mind being fooled so much as long as it’s a pretty face and long legs doing the fooling. Dean still keeps his hand in his jacket while she plays, though; sits back and watches over her, enjoys the show. But also protects her the way he would’ve protected Sam, if Sam had lived long enough to get back into the life.
She’s the sister he never had, the little girl his Mom would’ve loved to have, and he thinks it’s a damn shame he had to lose Sammy to have her.
All that is. All that was. All that ever could be.
Tyler Estate → A Dawson’s Creek-esque teenage drama, requested by itsvolcanoday.
Stuck in secondary school in the Powell Estate, Rose Tyler and her best friends Mickey, Jack, and the Doctor want to see the stars. They struggle through school, relationships, and the unexciting life in the Estate by creating their own adventures.
As the years passed, he fell into despair and lost all hope. For who could ever learn to love a Beast?