Running why am I always running?! No matter how my dreams begin by the end I'm always running. I could feel my legs begging to turn into jelly, I knew I couldn't run much further. The monster was right behind me, and then my foot hit a root and I was falling. Dean! I screamed as the ground rushed up towards me, but he wasn't there to catch me, he never was anymore.

I woke up covered in sweat and breathing hard. I shake my head trying to clean it from that horrible dream. Instinctively my eyes roamed around the room making sure everything was as it should be. My roommate is across the room, I can see her blanket moving slightly as her even breaths let's me know I haven't waken her.

I slide out of my bed and padded across our little dorm to the bathroom. I splash water on my face and looked into the mirror. Grimacing at my disheveled brown hair that has fallen out of the pony tail I had thrown it into before bed. I pull it loose of the rubber band and began to brush it out. As I do I study my face. Other then the crease marks from my pillow my face is clear and smooth. I have my mother's olive skin but my father's clear green eyes, the same eyes my brother has.

I frown my thoughts shifting back too my eldest brother Dean. It's been three years since he and our father decided sending me to Saint Valence was the best way to keep me safe. Don't get me wrong I really like my school, I have some great friends, my classes are fun, and in many ways it's like college with the freedom we have. But I miss my family very much!

It's just the four of us; my dad John is a very illusive man. He is the leader of our family through and threw but leaves often for weeks on end, with only a day or two in between trips that he`s actually home. So raising me and my older brother Sam fell too our oldest brother Dean. Growing up it was Dean's job to make sure we were; Fed, bathed, and staying out of trouble. He took care of homework, bad dreams, and tummy aches. He was the one who had to deal with endless questions when I was a child and my attitude as I got older. I was never a real trouble maker in the life style my family leads there not much room for disobedience. But when I did get into trouble my father was rarely there when he was I tried to stay out of trouble acting up only when he was gone. I can't count the amount of times that I have been grounded by Dean. Though it would have been a lot more often is it weren't for my brother Sam. Sam has always been my protector, though I know my dad and Dean would never let me get hurt it was always Sammy who played buffer when it came between them two and me. He would argue my side when they felt I was to young to do something. He would often take the blame for things I did especially when dad was home. Sam has always been honest with me often answering questions that my father and Dean avoided. Sammy was the one who first told me about our family business. He is the one who opened the door to hunting for me.

My family hunts the supernatural saving people from things that go bump in the night. I been training since Sam let the cat out of the bag when I was seven. I'm a good hunter but after Sam left for college my dad and Dean both felt it was to dangerous for me to be around and sent me here.

I crawled back into my bed and turned on my laptop. There was some last-minute homework I could finish since after the dream sleep was always impossible. As my computer booted up I checked my phone and groaned, it was 3:30 in the morning! Then I noticed I had a text from Dean.
Dean: hey kid just checking in seeing how every thing's going how though GRADES are coming? Miss you.
I gulped I knew mid quarter grades were coming out and that mine were less than stellar. I figured I would just get this over with, I texted him back.
Me: I can explain my progress report.
Turning my attention back to my computer I signed into my email first. I was just finishing reading a dumb chain letter when my intent messenger popped up simultaneously with my phone vibrating next to me. I laughed as I looked at both.
Stanfordboy475 : hey... it's kind of late
Dean: why are you up so late!
This was classic Dean verses Sam. Dean up front and demanding, Sam nicely pushing. I answered both, first Dean than Sam.
Me: couldn't sleep
Mcnothammer: had the dream again :( why are you still awake?
I started my paper waiting for one of them to write back. Sam was first.
Stanfordboy475: Mia you should really talk to someone about these dreams you can't keep not sleeping, and I'm studying for my LASTS
Mcnothammer: yea Sam that would go over well they would tell dad or Dean for sure.
Like thinking his name forced him to appear my phone vibrated once again.
Dean: you feeling alright kiddo?
Me: I'm fine Dean. Just woke up wide awake.
I wished more than anything I could tell him about the dream but he would just worry. he messages me back right away.
Dean: alright, no reason to snap on me I'm going to be through your parts this weekend I want to see you and talk about these grades!
I knew it wasn't a request and at times like this it's best to suck up so I answer with the safest thing.
Me: yes sir
Dean: I need to catch some z's I'll talk to you later kid, love ya
Me: love you to, night.
I had just finished my homework when Sam finally messaged me back.
Stanfordboy475: hey sorry sis I'm falling asleep here, you going to be ok by your self?
Mcnothammer: ya I'll be fine go to sleep I'm just finishing up some homework.
As I sent that I knew it was a mistake.
Stanfordboy475: you shouldn't leave things till the last-minute! I hope your grades are not slipping because of that Mia Christine!
Mcnothammer: night Sammy love you!
I wrote and quickly signed off. That was the only good thing about being far away from my brothers, is I could avoid lectures easily. I was smiling smugly to my self when my phone vibrated.
Sam: nice try punk! I'll call you in a few days love you to goodnight.

2 days later
Running just a bit further come on Mia you can make it! Suddenly I felt arms circling my waist and lifting me off the ground. I let out a surprised gasp, Jammie! What are you doing? Helping he said running with me over his shoulder ball still clutched in my hands. We need this point. I laughed as he ran the last five feet and delivered me and the ball across the end zone, tying up our make shift football game. He lowered me from his shoulder but kept my feet off the ground, an easy feat for him at 6'3" he towered over my 5'5" petite form. He kissed me and then spun me around as we laughed at the whoops and cat calls our friends were making at us.

Yea no that's not cheating at all J-man, our friend Randy said. Behind him his girlfriend, who is also my best friend and roommate Sandra silently laughed at his anger. She wrapped her arms around his waist and whispered in his ear, a smile formed on his face and he nodded. Suddenly they were running towards us. No! I yelled just as they jumped on us, we ended up on the ground in a big pile laughing. You two are t crazy! I said as I got up from the ground. Yes, yes we are. Randy answered as he helped Sandy up.

We got to head out we're catching a movie you guys want to come? Sandy asked. Nah you two have fun. Jamie said. Sandy lifted an eyebrow as she hugged me. Goodbye, she whispered, don't do anything I wouldn't do pretty lady. And that would be? I asked her trying to hold back laughing. Bitch, she said with a smile. We waved goodbye to them and the rest of the group as Jammie and I went to find a little privacy.

We ended up on a bench close to the visitor parking lot. Jammie pulled me down into his lap and I laid my head on his chest. You look tired Mia Mine, he said rubbing my back. I am I answered looking at him. I leaned in for a peck, which he depend immediately. I was going to pull away but at the last second I sunk into it into him. As I turned my self straddling Jammie. I feel bad at 18 Jammie is more than ready to take our relationship to the next level. I a newly 17-year-old am not ready in any way, he is amazing at not pressuring me but it does not make me feel any better. I felt him grip my hips and pull me closer to him as my hands wrap into his hair, and I opened my mouth allowing his tongue to enter my mouth.

Well Sammy, I suddenly heard. I think I know why her grades are slipping how about you? I jumped off Jammie shocked as Sammy answered Dean. Yeah I have a few guesses. What are you guys doing here? I asked using the bench as a shield between us and them. Apparently watching you suck face with this guy! Dean answered, who are you by the way?! He practically growled out. I sucked in a breath, ok Jammie this is Dean and Sam my older brothers, guys this is Jammie... I paused really not wanting to finish this part. Jammie is my boyfriend I said. What! Dean shouted, I'm pretty sure he would have jumped over the bench if Sam wouldn't have had his hand on him.

Ummmm I think I should give you guys some time, Jammie said standing, Mia Mine call me later please. Wait don't leave me! I say as he walks away, COWARD! I yelled after him. I turned back to my brothers and felt like hiding under a rock from the looks they were giving me. Soooo you two are talking again? I asked trying to avert their glares from me. My head dropped and I shuffle my feet feeling like a bad eight year old all over again.

Sam is the first to break from the stoic act and come over to wrap his arms around me. I wrapped my arms around him, God had I missed my Sammy. I lifted my head and looked at Dean from around Sam. He raised his eye brow at me and I lowered my eyes disappointed, then I heard him huff and say come here Mia May. I ran to him throwing my arms around his neck. Missed you brother, I say to him. Missed you the most, he replied. After a minute he reached down and gave me a swat on my butt. Hey! I exclaimed jumping back, that hurt! I said with a pout. Good we have a lot to talk about little girl! We do? I asked innocently. Oh yes we do, Dean said taking my shoulder and leading me to the car.

Turns out the school called Dean and told him about everything that has been going on. my grades slipping, acting up in class when I was paying attention at all, they apparently known about all of our parties, including all the drugs, boys, and alcohol. Mia what the hell is going on with you? Dean asked in an exasperated voice. This is worse than being yelled at to me, Dean sounding deflated and Sam silent in the front seat makes me feel like the worst person in the world. I found out the reason Dean and Sam are together is because it's been weeks since dad checked in. Dean went and asked Sam for help before coming to get me. That didn't help my guilt to know that on top of everything else my brother was dealing with he had to deal with my screw ups. I hung my head, I'm sorry Dean nothing is going on we were just having some fun.

Dean was going to say something back when my phone began to vibrate in my pocket. It's Jammie, I explained. Answer it, Dean said, let him know that you are grounded till you get back to school. Dean! I whinned you can't do that I'm 17 it will be so embarrassing! Thankfully my phone has gone to voice mail by now and I was hoping that would be the end of this discussion. You want to talk about embarrassing! Mia Christine! Dean yelled, try getting a call from your sister's head master and admitting you had no idea she was falling and throwing wield parties. Try begging him not to suspend her, then and only then can you talk to me about embarrassing. I want you to text whoever you need and let them know then I want your phone for the rest of the trip. Fine! I said sending out a quick mass text. Here I said, tossing it over the seat. Drop the attitude Mia now! Dean growled looking at me through the rear view mirror. Yeah whatever, I mumbled looking out the window.

There was an intense silence for all of two minutes when Sammy started laughing. What the hell is so funny? Dean asked. For years Sam said, I been gone four years and it takes less than two hours to feel like I never left. Me and Dean shared a look, he raised an eyebrow and smirked at me, I rolled me eyes but smirked back. Bitch Dean said, jerk Sam replied, your both dumb I said. Just like that the tension was gone, even if it's just for a little while. It's four years ago again, we're not looking for our missing dad, I'm not a complete mess up at school, and Sammy never left us. As I settled back in the seat Dean cranks the music and for a moment it's just me, my brothers, the Impala, and the open road...Just for a moment.