It All Started With Candy

Part 26

The two of us were greeted with a smile of the older, yet smaller of the two Winchester brothers.

"I'm glad the two of you could make it! Please come in!"

What. The. Fuck.

I looked up at Sam to see if he was just as surprised as me, but the smirk on his face and the devilish look in his eyes told me that he was expecting this.

I brought my gaze back toward Dean, who was trying to suppress a laugh, most likely because of my shocked expression.

"Dean?! Why the fuck are you here and how the hell did you beat us?"

He didn't answer me. Instead, he side stepped to the right of me and almost aggressively pushed me inside, Sam following pursuit.

"It's simple really. Mom wanted to meet you, the boy that Sam hasn't shut up about, Sam decided you would be more comfortable around two familiar faces than one, and so I got on a plane while Sam was asking you to come, and now I'm here."

I narrowed my eyes as I studied his facial expression. Wait a minute...

"Aren't you afraid of planes? And flying?"

Deans eyes widened as Sam gave a snort. Clearly he knows something that I don't.

"Hey! We don't talk about what happened ON the flight! All you need to know is that I'm here okay?!"

Sam bent down to whisper in my ear, sending shivers down my spine as he did so.

"Those poor flight attendants. I wasn't there to comfort him so they probably had to help him through several panic attacks."

I kinda feel for the man. Panic attacks are really the bane of my existence.

Dean aggressively cleared his throat, so aggressively that he started coughing like an old man.

Once he was done, he stood back up after being hunched over with a bright smile on his face.

"Anyway! Sam was totally right about you being more comfortable with two people you know around! I can't believe that you're talking in a place you've never been before!"

What?

WHAT?!

Dean instantly regretted his words as he slapped a hand over his mouth, which wasn't good enough for Sam because he punched his shoulder.

"You dumbass! He was doing so good and you had to just go ahead and remind him?! Whatever happened to distracting him?!"

"I'm sorry! I wasn't thinking! I-"

Their voices started to trail off as I started to flick my eyes from place to place realizing that I really am in an unfamiliar place. I tried to speak which only hurt my vocal chords with how much i'm trying and failing to use them.

This just proves that it's all in my head. I'm perfectly CAPABLE of speaking, my brain just won't let me sometimes which is STUPID! Why can't i just be normal?!

And what did Sam mean when he said I WAS doing so good? Am I actually a burden to him after all? To the point where he has to make plans with Dean to keep me distracted so i won't freak out?!

"Hey sweetie, are you doing okay? You seem very out of it."

Who the hell was that?!

I flick my up towards where the voice was and I saw a beautiful blonde haired woman sitting on a loveseat across from where I am and smiling at me.

I looked around once again to realize that I am no longer in the nice entrance hallway, and instead in what looks like a living room of sorts. This house is as gorgeous on the inside as it is on the outside. However how did I get in here, sitting on this couch in from of this woman i've never seen before.

She smiled at me once more as if she could read my mind before speaking with such such a motherly tone in her voice.

"Oh honey, you must be so confused. I heard screaming in the other room so I went to see what was happening. What I saw was horrendous! I don't know why the boys would be fighting at a time like this!"

It was at this moment that my ears tuned in the distant shouting in the background. It seems like they're still fighting.

"I tried talking sense into them but it's like they couldn't even hear me! That's when I saw you, sitting on the floor with your knees brought up to your chest and tears down your poor face."

Oh no...

OH NO! I DON'T LET PEOPLE SEE ME GET LIKE THAT! THAT'S SO EMBARRASSING!

"Oh no! I'm sorry! Please don't be embarrassed! I would never judge you! Although you've never met me so you wouldn't know that."

I didn't even notice that I was recoiling on the couch. I'm just making more of a fool of myself. In front of who I assume to be Sam's mom no less!

She gave out a hearty laugh before continuing.

"Anyway, I hope you don't mind what I did next but you deserve to know. With you being so small, I had no problem picking you up and carrying you to the room that you're in now. I'm so sorry if I crossed any boundaries! You weren't responding and I couldn't leave you sitting there like that, not with the boys fighting right in front of you. So I placed you on the couch, somewhere comfortable, and I brought you a weighted blanket and a normal blanket and placed them on the back of the couch. I didn't know what kind you preferred so I brought both. I also decided sitting farther away from you would be the best decision because I didn't want to scare you."

I timidly grabbed the weighted blanket and draped it around my shoulders. They really stimulate my sense of touch and keep me grounded when I'm freaking out.

I wanted to tell her that it was okay and that I'm okay despite still shaking. I wanted to tell her thank you for being so kind to me, but it hurt every time I tried to talk. There's something about her that's seems so comforting, I don't know what it is.

Her eyes widened, probably as she realized what I was trying to do.

"Oh please don't hurt yourself dear! Sam has told me all about your selective mutism and I don't want to force any conversation out of you if you're not comfortable. However, I have put a notepad and a pen in front of you on the table if you wanted to communicate by writing, however it's perfectly fine if you don't want to do that! I can talk enough for the two of us!"

She gave me a playful wink and I let out an almost audible breathy laugh.

I think I'm starting to like her.

A/N: No not like her like that you silly people. Anyway, I am SO SORRY for not updating this IN FOREVER! It's really inexcusable, and I don't really have an excuse except for writers block and no motivation lol

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