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Family ties,not.

Dean and his sister were quiet , not by choice though .

Although , Dean could tell she had a lot she wanted to say judging from how her brows had temporarily assumed a new shape since they got here and had just kept rising for a while now .

After the butler or whoever he was supposed to be had brought them into what appeared to be a lounge for receiving guests that were to be turned away after sixty seconds , he had pointed out chairs as if Dean and Jaymie were blind and then promptly left without a word .

That was ages ago and he still was not back .

Jaymie was now staring intently at the painting that had been placed on the wall opposite them .

It was dull and monochromatic and just generally sad to look at .

" It is probably a ploy , you know ?" , She said as sbe nodded at the painting.

Jaymie was whispering loud enough for anyone that was interested in hearing to actually hear , Dean did not feel like telling her to keep her voice down .

" Yeah , how so ? ", he asked , Interested in what he was going to say .

He had nothing better to do , he might as well humour his sister and listen to what she was going to say .

" The painting and waiting makes you want to run out , any guests that are left here long enough will do just that . We are only still here because it is literally a life or death situation ", she told him ,her voice carrying a teasing edge .

Dean blinked , he was disbelieving of how much sense her analogy seemed to make , not that he would ever tell her that .

" Which in our case would be my death and your thereafter pathetic life filled with memories of me and my ..."

Dean cut her a look to shut her up .

He had been too early to think she would actually make a rational statement that was at least false .

She recovered a few seconds later , Dean's only parental glare effect was beginning to sour .

" They could have at least served us fancy tea and weird confectionery like they do in the drawing rooms of Victorian themed movie ".

She tsked at this and went back to frowning .

" This is not a movie , so don't expect to use some scene from a movie to get by and please , do not make any weird quotes from even weirder movies ", Dean pleaded with her , hoping to dial back on her weirdness .

Dean warned her because she used to do that , she had a whole lengthy phase of when people made comments or asked questions , she would reply with responses that she had heard from movies or books where those same questions had been asked.

It was unbelievably difficult explaining to a cashier that she wasn't being rude and was only making a reference to Salinger .

" Of course , it is not a movie .If it was , it would have made for a terrible movie ",she tsked at him .

Dean was about to ask her why she thought so when the butler guy returned .

He didn't so much as actually look at them , his eyes and entire face was so high up .

He did not really have to stress himself so much to show that he was better than them .

Dean was already well aware of his worth .

" Mr Virgo , Miss Virgo please , this way ", he called , making sure to emphasize on the 'Virgo' part of their names .

He was gesturing ahead not outside , they had been invited in .

He waited for Jaymie to pick up her backpack before they followed after the butler's retreating figure .

Jaymie was right , the house was Victorian themed even though the outside had looked quite modern like one of those houses from Home and Decor .

They kept walking deeper and deeper into the house , Dean had counted three dining rooms and several living rooms , a casino room too .

No wonder it had taken the butler so long to return.

Walking back and forth would have taken time , especially with the weird gait he was assuming .

The whole house was paneled , painted and displayed exactly like a Victorian house .

When they eventually reached the grand staircase that was supposed to take them up to wherever they were headed , Dean realized that his suspicions were right .

This was not a Victorian themed house , it was actually a house built as far back as the 1800's , it had simply been remodeled and kept in great shape .

They did not climb the staircase though but instead went under it and through glass doors .

They were in a study that was full of books , the old leather bound kinds , first editions and ones that probably had personal messages from the writers .

A money library .

Dean scoffed at it all .

The butler turned around ," She will be with you shortly ", he called haughtily.

He almost bowed before he probably remembered they were not up to his standard and instead huffed haughtily before leaving .

Jaymie laughed as soon as the man was out of the door .

" I can't believe I get to be in a Victorian house and also get to be scorned by a servant ".

I chuckled and bowed .

" Milady , is the house to your liking ? "

Jaymie lifted her gown with her fingers and spun away from me , succeeding in replicating an indignant huff as she moved .

" Sir Winchester , I would solely appreciate your discretion on matters of my house ".

I straightened my back , getting more into character .

" Of course , that could be arranged milady . As long as I am accorded the honour of having your first dance on your coming out ball ".

Jaymie twirled around as she laughed .

" A coming out ball ? Really ? I will never understand our founding fathers ".

Someone cleared their throat behind us and we both whirled to see who had possibly been watching us .

Dean had assumed whoever was supposed to "be with us shortly " would come through the door, hence , the embarrassing display .

She stood behind the shelves even though Dean was positive that no one had been in this room other than he and Jaymie .

She stepped out from behind the shelf , into the light , affording them a view of her face .

She was tall like his father had been and had the dark red hair that his father and Dean also had , hers was a pixie cut .

That was where the similarities ended though , she had frown lines when she was obviously too young to have them .

And even though Dean always suggested to his sister to get to know people before judging them, that seemed completely unnecessary if this woman was a subject matter .

She had a look that suggested she had been forced to deal with scum .

Dean made the classical mistake of stretching his hand towards her .

" I am Dean Virgo ", he Introduced.

His statement was followed by silence as she continued to stare at them .

Jaymie hissed and pulled at his arm .

" Is the Judge after knowing for awhile rule still in effect ? "

Dean flushed , he was sure she had asked on purpose .

But , finally the woman showed some emotion .

Her gray eyes blazed and her nostrils flared as she looked even farther down her nose at Jaymie .

" I know who the both of you are and I couldn't care less . What I would like to know is why you are here ", her voice was sharp and felt like needles .

Her gaze had been fixed on Dean as she talked , her voice reminded him of the evil stepmothers and older women from Disney movies .

She had unsettled all of Dean's speeches and he stood with nothing to say .

He looked down at Jaymie and placed his hands on her shoulders .

" Uhm , my sister . This is my sister , Jaymie . And Jay is a really great kid...Jay is short for Jaymie , you know ?",he was stuttering .

Dean was suddenly sweating and speaking incoherently .

His pride and anxiety were clashing arbitrarily , he forged ahead though .

" Well , that doesn't matter. You see Jay is sick , that's Jaymie . Jaymie's sick ".

" I was keeping a lid on it ,since the doctor told me the hole wasn't large and many people with holes that large lived till over eighty ".

Dean flushed , he was ruining this , he sighed softly and closed his eyes.

" Jaymie has a hole in her heart and the doctor says it keeps widening . Cardiac catheterization was supposed to be an option but Jaymie also suffers from Congenital Arrhythmia , so Catheterization is not advised".

Dean opened his eyes and smiled at his sister, she was grinning , a lopsided grin.

" Our only option is a heart transplant ".

Dean had finally said the word , he had not been able to process or think it since he had heard it and now he stared at Jaymie's face as he broke the news to their Aunt and Jaymie together .

Her smile did not falter , she smiled like she trusted Dean to do it right .

Dean raised his head to look at his father's older sister .

Her eyes were hollow and unwelcoming .

She observed the both of them for a short while , her eyes resting on Jaymie's shoulders where Dean's hands massaged his sister's collar .

" So , the girl has an Atrial Septal defect , quite pitiful really ".

Dean had not been expecting sympathy but the indifference she was showing scared him .

" I'd like to know Dean Virgo , why exactly are you talking my head off over the child's sickness ? "

Dean blanked, he stared at her , his eyes becoming moist .

" I'll do anything you want , I'll work and pay everything , please .Please , help my sister ".

He must have fallen on his knees at a point ,he was staring at her legs and her shoes now .

She bent and flashed Dean her white underwear , they were face to face .

" You don't seem to understand Mr Virgo , if you are here based off something you heard from your father , you are very wrong .The day your father stepped out of this house , he ceased to be a member of this household , hence making you unwelcome ".

She stood up and turned around , heading for the glass doors that led outside .

Dean had no idea what was going on , he just kept begging and sobbing softly .

" Please ....please ".

His aunt turned around after she opened the door .

" Get out of here now ".

She stepped out of the door and Dean could only hear as her heels clinked as she walked farther away .

" Let's go home ,Dean ".

His sister said but it sounded more like a plea .

So , Dean got up and prepared to take her home .

'It will work out' was what he kept chanting as they left .