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" The usual " . Dean blinked , he was pretty good with faces and he was sure he had never seen this man before . Yet he was asking for his usual . Dean was not in the mood to humour some drunk ass . " What would that be sir ? " The man frowned , obviously displeased with Dean . He must have seen the dead ass expression on Dean's face . " A bloody Mary " . Dean grabbed a glass to fill the man's order . '' On the rocks ", the man called out . Dean nodded , grabbed the ice box and filled the man's glass . He slid the glass over the wide tabletop to the man . The man nodded at him , the kind of nod you would save for your pals . Dean did not return his nod , instead he went back to work . He filled drinks , added ice when it was asked for and wiped the table down every couple of minutes , not because it was dirty but because he could not stand doing nothing . He looked down at the wrist watch he had placed beneath the counter . The owner of the bar had forbade having wristwatches while they worked so the customers would not ask for the time . 9 : 45 pm He still had an hour and fifteen minutes till his shift was over . He took a deep breath , he would get through this night too . " Dean !" He turned to see who had called . Jimmy stood behind him , a frown on his face . Dean frowned back at him waiting to hear why he had called him . Jimmy did not like him enough to just call out his name for no apparently good enough reason . " Someone's on the phone for you ". Dean looked around , it was a Tuesday so there was not a lot of people that the other bartender , Kim could not handle . He took off his apron as he walked towards Jimmy . Jimmy's frown intensified as he drew closer . The thing was Jimmy was an highschool student that was called in only whenever there was a lot to handle . Their asshole manager had mentioned in front of them all that if any of them lost their jobs , Jimmy would be replacing them . Jimmy had decided however that it was Dean's job he wanted . He entered the back store room , the telephone hung unplugged . He picked it up . " Hello ". There was no reply , only a distant rustling . " Hello ". Phone calls made him nervous , they were usually about his sister . " Jaymie ? " " No pretty boy , it's not your sister ". It was Laura , she lived in the crumbling apartment complex that he and his sister lived at . She usually kept his sister company . " Laura , Is Jaymie okay ? " " Sure are intuitive for a pretty boy . Yah I called about your sister , she's been all curled up like she trying out to be a ball and it's been hours ". Dean's heart stopped for a second . " Thank you Laura , I'll be there in a few ". He ended the call and was about to walk out of the room when he heard the manager talking . He was talking to Jimmy . " How long has he been in there ? " " It's been hours sir. He told me that he was going to be resting for a few minutes so I let him go in but he's been there so long and I even heard him making a call to a woman , probably his girlfriend sir ". " That crazy lunatic ", the manager spat . Jimmy's voice was coated with honey . Dean could just imagine the managers face , he had always hated Dean maybe because Dean would not call him ' sir ' but Dean had been here even before he was made manager , so he had not been able to find a good reason to fire him . He opened the door and stepped out . The managers face twisted into a very ugly look when he sighted Dean while Jimmy's smile stretched impossibly wider . " You are getting it now . You are ..." Dean did not let him finish , he interrupted what the manager had been about to say . " I quit ". The manager looked quite surprised even though Dean was sure that he had just been about to fire him . " You ..." Dean did not have to wait to listen to his s**t . Luckily , he had received a paycheck just last week . He walked past them and towards the bar , he grabbed his stuff from beneath the counter . He turned to survey the bar and grabbed two bottles of Monet . " My pay for the past three days ". There was no point asking for cash , the manager was not going to give him . He packed all of his stuff into his backpack and scaled over the bar top . When he landed on the other side , he realized that everyone was staring . He brushed them off and adjusted his clothes , he was going to really just leave but he could not . He grabbed his apron , balled it up and threw it in Jimmy's face . It had the desired effect , Jimmy stumbled into the manager and they both fell back . Dean turned around and exited the building . He ran all the way home , taking the bus was a luxury he could not afford especially now that he had just lost one of his jobs . He arrived at their run down building in fifteen minutes , a new record . The elevator had long since been written off . They lived on the fifth floor , it took another two minutes for him to reach there . They lived in unit Fifty - two but Laura stayed at Fifty - three . He knocked once and walked in , running towards the only chair that Laura had that was not completely stained with alcohol and other undecipherable stains . Jaymie lay there . She was curled like a ball . Her long blonde hair was in a messy ponytail and she had eyeshadow on her eyes . " Jaymie ? Baby wake up , I'm here ". She turned slightly to face him before opening her eyes , her extremely blue eyes . She was an exact replica of their mum . " You are here early " She was also very observant , her blue eyes travelled about his body . " Yeah , Laura called me . What's wrong ?" She rolled her eyes , puckering her little mouth . " Laura is a drunk and she's f*****g suffering from Paranoia ". Dean narrowed his eyes , she smiled sweetly . " Laura is not a very responsible adult ", she said . " You like her ", Dean reminded his sister . She scoffed . " Liking someone does not mean you have to lie about what the person really is ". Dean finally saw it , her hands were clasped . His sister was very touchy but she had not touched him once since he walked in . He could not bring himself to touch her , scared of what he would discover . " The pretty young man is back , eureka ". Dean turned to face Laura , she walked out of her room wearing a see through gown with nothing underneath . " I'm pretty sure that's not how you use Eureka ", Jaymie said to her . She ignored Jaymie . " You lost your job , didn't you ?" He turned back to Jaymie and grinned , she had always been perceptive like that . " Oh honey , you got the quits? I could get you a nice job, Ya know ? " Dean was about to politely refuse for what was probably the seven hundredth time when his sister beat him to the chase . " Dean won't be working anywhere around you , go back to bed " . Laura looked around like she had lost something . " The rude brat is right , I best be going to bed ". Dean quickly pulled out one of the Monet he had taken and placed it on the table . " For you Laura , thank you for watching Jaymie ". Laura clapped her hands and ran to him , she picked up the bottle to examine it . " A Monet ? Just for me ? Tell me rude brat , why wouldn't I love your brother ? " " Go to bed !" , Jaymie yelled . Laura stood up with the Monet under her armpit and stumbled into her room . Dean finally touched his sister , she was so cold , he exhaled . She was smiling but It did not reach her eyes . " It doesn't hurt all that much ". Dean bowed his head , he was angry . He was always angry . Why did his seven year old sister have to go through so much pain ? When he raised his head though , a smile was on his face . " Let's go to Will " , he announced . Jaymie rolled her eyes yet again . " I don't want to go there , Will's a murderer ". Dean sighed and bent to lift her into his arms . " I can walk ". He ignored her . " You shouldn't call Will a murderer , he's been nothing but nice to us ". Will was a doctor whose medical license had been revoked when a patient of his had died during surgery . He looked at Jaymie once in a while and told Dean what drugs to buy . Jaymie had a heart condition . She had a hole in her heart and was constantly exhausted and in pain . She had turned all her free time into time for making creative insults . " Might as well get a piggyback ride if you're going to carry me ". He did as she wanted , transferring her to his back and his backpack to his front . " I got a calculus textbook today ". " Should seven year olds be using calculus textbooks ?" " Who cares ? " Dean chuckled . She did not go to school because of her heart condition but Dean was sure she was still better than the kids that attended the best schools . Dean attended a part time college , he would have long since quit but that seemed to be the only hope he had to take care of his sister . " If you were fired , does that mean Jimmy the goat got your job ? " " I quit ", he told her . She laughed quietly . " Tell me you at least made a dramatic exit ". " I did ". She laughed again . They had arrived at Will's equally run down house . He entered without knocking , Will never did come to open the door when you knocked . He went in and found Will asleep on the couch . The house was a mess . He kicked the Couch startling Will into a sudden awakening . Jaymie laughed behind him . Will opened his eyes . " What are you two asses doing here ? " Dean could already picture his sister rolling her eyes . " I need you to have a look at her ". Will sat up and observed both of them. " Take her to a real hospital ". Will did this every time they came over . Dean nudged his sister . She coughed once and then twice . " Please Uncle Will , help , I think I'm dying ". Dean frowned , that had not been part of the original speech . Will rolled his eyes . " How can you look like an angel and be as foul as the devil ? Take her to the observation room". Jaymie yawned , bored . Dean waited outside the observation room for them . He had left the Monet inside Will's fridge , he would find it later . He could hear Will ask her some questions and then see the light from one of the machines . Will finally opened the door , his sister was sitting on the observation chair . She was smiling but Dean could see just how exhausted she was . " Take her to a hospital first thing tomorrow ". " What ? ", Dean asked . Will turned to him , his old face tired and full of worries . " Dean , if you don't want to lose that foul mouthed child , take her to a hospital tomorrow morning ". Dean's heartbeat slowed , everything around him slowed too . And in this slowed down version of the world , all he could see was his sister's face as she smiled . A smile that did very little to hide her pain .