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Sam sat up in bed, rubbing the sleep from his tired eyes and blinking hard to focus his vision in the dark motel room. The only stream of light came from the small gap in the middle of the shades. He reached over and picked up his phone to check the time, something else catching his eye. The date. It was one year on since the night they'd stopped the world from ending. A whole year since the night that Ruby had died and they had stopped the apocalypse from happening. Lying back down, Sam thought over the last year. If he was being honest, it hadn't been all that eventful. Not that he was complaining about that. None of them had died or been seriously injured, something quite rare for them. The world hadn't ended and they still had their good friend Castiel watching out for them. And most importantly to him, things had pretty much gone back to the way they were before with his brother and sister.

Kate had gotten over things pretty quickly. She'd stuck around him for a couple of weeks, barely letting him out of her sight but that soon stopped. She trusted Sam never to go down that road again and that was enough for her.

Dean had been pretty good about it too. Sam had never expected him to forgive him for what he'd done with Ruby but he had done. He'd kept a close eye on him for a while until he was sure that he could totally trust him again, not that Sam blamed him for that. But he knew that Dean had his back and somehow that made him feel pretty safe.

Sam had much more negative thoughts of his brother the next morning when he shot up in bed, his face dripping with ice-cold water and Dean kneeling on the end of his bed, an empty cup in his hand. "Mornin' Sammy!" He yelled, a huge grin spreading across his face. Sam merely snarled at him and climbed out of bed, looking over at the other bed where their sister was still sleeping peacefully.

"Why the hell didn't she get one of those?" Sam moaned at his older brother.

Dean rolled his eyes. "Oh don't get all pouty Sammy." He smirked as he walked over to the sink and filled up the cup again. "She's getting the same. You just had to be first."

"Oh yeah? And why's that?"

"Because there's more chance of her killing me. Duh." Dean answered flatly. Sam shook his head and watched as he walked silently over to Kate's bed and dunked the water over her.

"Dean!'' Kate yelled, as she shot bolt upright in bed. "You son of a-"

"Before you finish that sentence.." He cut her off, backing away from her slowly. "Sam made me do it."

She glanced over at Sam, who was now drying his hair off with a towel, and raised an eyebrow. "Nothing to do with me." He stated simply.

"Oh well thanks for the support bro." Dean said, still walking backwards across the room away from Kate. "You wanna quit the smirking Kate, it's making me a little uncomfortable."

"So it should." She grinned at him. "You're really gonna pay for that one Dean."

Dean raised his eyebrows at her. "Oh yeah?" He grinned back at her. "And what exactly are you gonna do?"

"Oh you'll see." She said as she took another step towards him, causing him to move backwards into the bathroom where Sam was waiting. He grabbed Dean around the arms from behind before pushing him into the shower and turning it on. Both him and Kate laughing as the cold water gushed over him.

"Jeez, that's cold!" He yelled as he jumped out, his clothes dripping wet. "You gonna pass me a towel?" He asked Kate, still holding her stomach from laughing so hard. She picked up a towel from behind her and held it out to him. Dean took hold of her arm and pulled her towards him, grabbing her in a headlock and holding the shower over her head. She screamed while Dean shouted, both of them now soaked wet. Sam made a move to grab his brother's arm but only received the shower sprayed straight in his face. The three of them looked up as a loud bang sounded from the motel door. Dean turned off the shower and followed Sam and Kate into the main room.

"Hey!" A voice yelled from outside as there was another loud banging. "Manager! Open up!"

The three of them stood and looked between each other as he continued to knock. "Maybe someone should go talk to him?" Kate suggested.

"What are you crazy? Look at this place." Sam said as he gestured to the soaked room, filled with empty beer bottles and food wrappers from the past week. "Aside from it being trashed, how do we explain the flood damage?"

"Dude, don't exaggerate." He smirked to Sam. "I mean he knows that we're in here and it doesn't sound like he's planning on leaving until one of us goes out there."

Instinctively they both turned to Kate. "What? Why me?"

''You can distract him while we climb out of the bathroom window and run." Dean said with a grin.

She rolled her eyes at them and moved towards the door, muttering under her breath as she went. As she pulled open the door, the guy outside looked her up and down. "Something wrong?" She asked, giving him an innocent smile.

"A couple of people complained about noise." He grumbled. "Shouting and stuff."

"I don't know what you mean."

"Why are you all wet?" He asked her flatly, taking in the fact that she was fully clothed and dripping wet.

"I just took a shower." She answered him quickly, mentally slapping herself for the stupid answer.

"In your clothes?"

"I'm sorry sir, I don't question your showering habits do I? No. So I'd sort of appreciate it if you didn't ask about mine. It's a little creepy."

The guy just looked at her in astonishment for a couple of seconds before shaking his head. "Just keep it down, yeah?" He said to her as he turned to leave, muttering something that sounded like 'It's too early for this crap' as he went. She closed the door and looked back into the room where her brothers were holding onto each other as they lost their battle of trying to contain their laughter.

"Guys. So not funny." She smirked, giving them a slight glare.

"You.. You don't question his showering habits." Dean choked out between his laughs. "I'm sorry sis but where the hell did that come from?"

"I don't know.. Maybe growing up with you made me stupid." She said, working to keep her face straight.

"Oh come on. We all know I'm the brains of the outfit."

"Really bro?" Sam asked him, raising his eyebrows.

"Fine. Well then I'm obviously the looks."

A cough came from Kate who shook her head at him. "You're the one who carries the guns, Dean." She winked at him.

He rolled his eyes at them and made his way to the bathroom, dramatically slamming the door behind himself. "God, I hate you both!" He yelled from behind the door.

They both laughed and went to their bags to find some dry clothes to wear before they headed out on the road to find another hunt.

Thanks for reading guys. :)