Big Sister

Dear Diary,

Daddy wasn't happy.

Daddy spoke to Rob's Mommy and Daddy and no one's gonna get in trouble. The school told Rob's Mommy and Daddy that Rob keeps picking on me and than Dean was just sticking up for me.

I told them that Rob's a big meanie who pushed Dean down the stairs when he didn't let Rob push me. I told them no one's allowed to hurt my brother so I pushed him down the stairs to see how he liked it.

Dean wasn't allowed home and we couldn't all stay so Daddy has Pastor Jim come and get me and Sammy.

Sammy woke up and I let him draw on Dean's cast. I can't tell when he drew but he said he drew Dean and me and him.

Dean woke up before we left.

I was right - he like my picture of Rob crying.

Daddy didn't yell at Dean.

Daddy yelled at me.

When Pastor Jim got there Daddy left him in the room with Dean and Sammy but took me in another room.

He yelled at me for hurting another kid - even a big meanie like Rob - and that I better not do it again or I'll get a spanking.

He made me cry 'cause Rob hurt Dean and Daddy said no boys are allowed to hurt girls and Rob hurt me so Dean hurt him back and I got Rob back 'cause I'm the big sister and no one's allowed to hurt Dean but Daddy yelled at me for it.

I'm not talking to Daddy ever again.

Bye.

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Jim looked in the review mirror to the two children sitting in the back.

Little Sammy Winchester was sitting in his car seat, pacifier in mouth as he held his stuffed bear in one hand and a tattered children's book in the other.

Cathrine Winchester was sitting beside him, seatbelt securely on as she stared out of the window.

Cathy's eyes were as red as her face and tear tracks could easily be seen on her cheeks.

Her bag was stuffed down onto the floor but she held onto one strap so tight her little knuckles were turning white.

She barely sniffled, her nose running still.

She hadn't said a word since she came back into Dean's room with John.

He turned back to the road to concentrate on getting them back safely.

Sammy turned to look at his sister. She was crying. He didn't know why, though. Spitting out his dummy he held out his bear.

"Yiyi, no cry."

She turned to look at him. She reached over and took the bear, making a brilliant smile appear on the baby's face. She kissed the bear's head and stroke the smooth fur before leaning over more and using one soft furred paw to stroke down Sammy's chubby cheek, making the little guy giggle happily.

She got the pacifier and put it back in his mouth before making the bear dance for her brother.

"Cathrine?" Jim asked, voice soft. She paused, then turned to look at him. He smiled gently. "You did a good thing, sticking up for your brother. Next time, though? Try not to hurt them too badly." Telling a Winchester not to hurt someone was not a smart thing to do.

"Pastor Jim?" She finally spoke, still making the bear dance. "I used to tell Sammy what Mommy said but I stopped 'cause I didn't want Dean and Daddy to hear 'cause it made 'em sad. Do you think it's true - what she said?"

"What's that?"

"That the angels are watching over us."

"I believe it is."

"Mommy said she'd watch us when she's gone. Would she do that?"

"If she said she would then I believe she is."

She looked down. "Mommy wouldn't like me hurtin' someone. She wouldn't like to see it now. But she wouldn't've yelled like Daddy."