Okay. So I must say that I absolutely love Ridley C James' Brotherhood AU and I asked her if I could write stories that were part of it. She said that I could so I decided to write this. Now The first part has very little of the Winchesters but it does set up the background and it will get more with Sam and Dean in the second chapter and the third will be the beginning of a hunt. Now I did use my character Kat who will be almost exactly like my other Kat character except she has a different background. Also although there will be a little crush on one of the characters there is NO love stuff in the relationship way. I really hope you like this and thanks to Ridley!

All Brotherhood stuff and characters are Ridley's. I only own Kat.

Thanks for reading and reviews are always welcome. Thanks again to Ridley for letting me use her Brotherhood AU. Enjoy!

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Chapter 1

Running Home

The time had come. Life throws curves and this was one huge curveball. The house that she had lived in, the only real home she knew, was going up in flames. Her parents had known, yet it was highly debatable if they knew exactly when, the fact that their son would not survive, and that their 8 year old daughter would have to watch the whole scene. Talk about traumatizing. Somehow this twist of fate seemed to be part of her destiny, even though neither she or her parents really knew what it would be exactly.

Right around the time that her parents knew that they would be expecting their second child, they had also told her that is something ever happened she was suppose to go to Pastor Jim's, which would be like running home. What that exactly meant, she had no idea. She was only 8 and was now traveling to someone's house who she had only met once that she could remember, possibly twice.

There were few facts that she even knew about this man as well, he was a pastor, knew about hunting ,and was the Guardian. Yes, her family hunted supernatural beings and that was what had taken her family. Her father was in line to be a possible guardian since he was of guardian decent just as her mother was from a long line of guardians as well. Obviously girls were not involved in the Triad, but the men did have wives and sometimes even had daughters. It was a tradition in her mother's family to marry those that were some how tied to the guardian bloodline. Her bedtime stories were never about the princess marrying a prince she loved, but more about a young girl, such as herself, marrying one with the blood of the Guardian.

She would never hear those stories again which were now replaced with nightmares of reliving the night her parents' were murdered as well as seeing her baby brother taken, all by some demon. Obviously her parents had known since they insisted on constantly having her repeat the directions to Jim's house and her instructions on what to do when she arrived. It really made her wonder why she had been spared. Spared was such a funny word to use as she had to see her whole family destroyed as well as the only home she had ever known.

It had been three hours since the events that would plague her for the rest of her life took place. She had slowed her pace down drastically as exhaustion began to set in. It's not like demons could attack in midday, they always had to choose the last hours of the night. When she wasn't sure how much longer she could go, she finally saw the homey looking farm of the beloved Pastor. As much as she trusted her parents' judgment, she knew that this farm would never provide the safe comfort that her home had provided her.

The lights were on in the little farm house even though the hour was quite late. Of course she had no idea, but the Pastor had been expecting her. It was as if he had known that he was expecting a visitor. In fact he had. Jim had been informed by the young girl's parents that something was going to happen. The unexpected event was that their youngest child had not escaped as their elder had. True, he also had a bit more of a tip from some of his physic friends, but he needed to be prepared for the young child to arrive. Although he had never had a child of his own, they had always seemed to be drawn to him. He looked at himself as sort of a grandfather or maybe even an uncle depending on their age.

He wasn't sure if he was ready to be in charge of a young girl, but he would give it his best shot. This was going to be somewhat more a special case as well. The girl had seen something so horrible that Jim knew she would have nightmares for perhaps the rest of her life. Jim was brought out of his thoughts as he saw the form of a small child approaching the house ever so carefully. The girl was young and was dressed in pajamas with a pair of sneakers on her feet. Her face as well as any other exposed skin was decorated with multiple scratches from running through woods and anything else that was in the way of her destination.

She did her best to be as quiet as possible, but the fear from being along running through unknown areas made her not as stealthy as she would have liked. Slowly she approached the man who was sitting in a chair on the front porch. The presence that she felt from him was a warm and comforting one. Her parents had been right in sending her to him. In all that had happened, she still had yet to have time to cry. Finally seeing the friendly pastor there waiting for her made her break down. She threw caution to the wind and ran up to the man. Jim watched as the child completely broke down and came running to him, seeking comfort. Right as the young girl broke towards him, he stood up. Her arms reached around him as she buried her head into his clothes letting all her emotions go.

Jim did the only thing that he could think of doing which was to rub smooth circles on her back and comfort her the best he could, "It's going to be okay Kat. That's it just let it out."

She listened to his kind words and although it wasn't going to make everything okay, it made her feel safe once again. Kat didn't know how long she was standing there before she felt the pastor slowly and carefully pick her up. She didn't panic, in fact she leaned her head against his shoulder and fell asleep almost instantly. Jim could feel just how exhausted the child was and thought it to be best to take her up to the room that he had prepared for her. When she rested her head against his shoulder, he knew that she was trusting him. Then he could tell that her breath evened out and she had fallen asleep. Once Jim got her situated in her bed, he keep quiet vigil over her throughout the night just in case the nightmares came. Luckily they never did. Part of that he had to believe was do to the way that her parents had raised her and that they would have visited her in her dreams. If he could get through the next couple of days, he was sure that he would be able to do this. He already loved this little girl more than he could imagine and he had barely even known her. This was going to be his little girl and he would try to protect her the best he could.

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As the sun began to filter through the room, Kat began to stir. At first Jim thought that she was having that nightmare that he had been fearing, but then saw her eyes began to open up. Kat thought that it had all been a nightmare, or at least she hoped so. Deep down she knew it wasn't true and was slightly surprised to see that Jim had stayed by her all night. Her eyes quickly scanned the room, which was a decent size and there were even some pictures in the room as well as a few stuffed animals. Then her eyes landed on Jim. He gave a slight nod and smiled in one that reached his eyes.

"This is going to be your room for as long as you want it to be, my child," his voice was kind and comforting.

"Really? But…," she wasn't quite sure what to say. Her parents had never given her any more details on what to do after arriving at his house. At the thought of her parents she began to feel water form in her eyes and fall. "Thank you," she said to him very quietly.

Jim saw the tears begin to fall from her eyes and made his way over to the bed. He sat down next to her and put his arm around her. Surprisingly, she leaned into the touch. Jim could feel the tears soak through his shirt, as well as feel the tremors that racked her body as she sobbed. The child trusted him so much. He thought that there would have been more fear. It was almost as if she had already accepted the situation at such a young age.

"It's okay. I promise that you're safe here. You already seem to know who I am," the last part held a bit of a question in his voice.

Kat's sobs had stopped, even though tears still ran from her eyes, "The Guardian."

Jim was a bit taken aback from her referring to what he was in the Triad. This child was certainly educated in the supernatural part of life if she knew that at this age, "You know about the hunting?"

"Mom and dad made sure that I knew enough that I would be okay. They knew it was coming. Everyday I was reminded that I would have to come to you if something happened," she replied with what felt like maturity beyond her young years.

Jim looked down at the child next to him and saw her icy gray eyes peering into his, "What did they tell you?"

Kat sighed and took a second before looking the pastor very deeply in the eyes, "They said it would feel like running home."

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A few months later…

It wasn't long before Jim adopted Kat. He officially had a daughter who meant the world to him. The knowledge and wisdom that she seemed to have went far beyond her young years. He raised her like she was his own, which she was fine with. Although that didn't mean that she didn't give him some problems. She had an uncanny knack for being able to tell how he was feeling and others as well. That wasn't really his problem though. She had known about hunting for as long as she could remember and had known about her family history as well as what was expected from her on that side. This caused the young girl to want to be a hunter. What scared Jim the most was just how good of a hunter she could really be as well.

Whenever Mackland Ames would bring his adopted son Caleb Reaves over, there would be even more problems. Caleb was 5 years older than Kat and the two would fight like siblings with each other. Being younger, Kat tried to do anything and everything that Caleb would do and of course when she would fail it Caleb would rub it in. It didn't take long before Jim began to see that Kat had a little crush on Caleb. And of course Caleb knew as well do to the fact that he could read her so well.

Caleb was never very thrilled about having to watch younger children. He knew that they always did this because the other hunters saw him as being a kid like one of them, but he was more than a babysitter. There was never a question as to what he wanted in life and that was to be a hunter. Although Mac had money, Caleb never really took it for granted. Hunting was just a part of him and he loved it.

He had never really been much of an open person, but Kat always had a way of somehow knowing how he was feeling. It was never anything physic because he would know since he was somewhat of a physic. He could read people, but sometimes there would be blocks which Mac seemed to be happy teaching everyone how to put up that block. The younger a person was the easier it was for him to read them so it wasn't too hard for him to figure Kat out. He was trying to figure out how she seemed to be able to know how people were feeling so easily and accurately when he hit on something that he was not expecting. The truth was that the little girl had a small crush on him.

They were out in the field playing and waiting for the Winchesters to show up at the farm, when he read her. His grin widened as he just looked back at her. She instantly glanced up from what she was doing when she felt his gaze upon her and glared at him when she saw the grin. That's when she got up and ran back to the farm.

"Dad," she yelled like a banshee running towards the house. "DAD! Caleb was reading me! Make him stop! DAD!"

Pastor Jim was on the porch reading when he heard the frantic shriek of his daughter. At first he though something terrible had happened especially since she was no longer with Caleb, but then her words reached him. She looked quite angry and Jim couldn't help but give a little laugh as to what had gotten her so offended.

"Child, what is the matter exactly," Jim asked when she had finally caught up to him and was standing in front of him.

"Caleb was reading me. He's not allowed to do that," she responded as if Caleb had done the most offending thing possible.

Jim sighed, "Do you want Mackland to teach you how to block him?" Kat nodded. "Okay then follow me into the house."

Just as they were reaching the door, Caleb was jogging towards the house, "Jim, Kat, wait I can explain!" He didn't want to get in trouble for reading her, but he had to see if his theory was right about her. It's not his fault that she had been thinking about him in that way at the moment.

Jim leaned down to Kat, "Go in and tell Mackland that I said that it's time for him to teach you. And don't make such a big deal about it, his ability may save your life a few times in the future."

Kat listened to her father and went inside the house. She was still angry because he had no right to be reading her like that. He was never suppose to know how she thought about him. There was just something about him. And all the pain and hurt that he kept inside of him was not doing any good in there. He needed to share it with someone and she was just trying to be there for him. It's not like she meant to know what was going on, she just had a knack for knowing how people were feeling. She was never so happy to see Mackland in the living room than she was today.

Caleb finally reached Jim as Kat was inside with his father he guessed. "Look, I know that I got a little too much, but I found out something that you might want to know."

"I believe I already know what you just found out today Caleb," Jim let out another sigh, "She'll know when she's ready. Now, we should be expecting John and the boys any moment. Try your best to be patient with Dean. He's been through a lot and the two of you may have more in common than you think."

Caleb rolled his eyes. John was his mentor and he looked up to the guy, but dealing with a baby and a quiet little kid was worse than dealing with Kat. Of course they would all treat him like a kid and then he'd have to babysit. It was only about an hour before they all showed up.

Things always got much worse when John and his boys would come to the farm and Kat was there. Kat and Dean did not get along at all. Part of this was due to the fact that Kat thought she was always right because she was older and Dean thought that he was always right because he was a boy. Then of course there was Caleb who was slowly starting to warm up to the kid. Dean and Caleb were both touched with horrible tragedy and were so alike that it was scary. He knew that the two would be close once they both realized how alike they were.

Although Kat didn't get along with Dean, she received the same intuition about Dean's feelings as she did Caleb's. He was younger than her, but was forced to grow up even more than she had. He had to take care of his little brother and was always so worried about little Sammy. He felt Sam as a responsibility and would take care of the little baby much like a parent should. She didn't blame John too much for that because she saw him as an uncle, but she wished that things could have been different for Dean. She imagined that it's what her life would have been like had her little brother survived the fire.

Kat's thoughts were broken when she felt her hair being pulled. Of course it was Dean doing the pulling. "Stop!"

Of course Dean didn't listen and didn't release her hair until he caught a glare from his father. "Stop being such a girl," he whispered to her.

"And you stop being an ass," the words were out of Kat's mouth before she could stop them.

"Kat! What did you just say? What did I tell you about using those words," Jim raised his voice which caused all to look at him. It was rare that the pastor ever raised his voice.

"Sorry dad," she began, "But Caleb uses those words all the time."

"Well then both of you will be doing all the dishes tonight and some cleaning tomorrow," Jim said as he shot a glare over to Caleb who had a shocked look on his face.

Dean began to laugh at the fact that both of them were getting in trouble when he saw the pastor turn towards him, "And for the hair pulling and laughing, Dean, you will be helping them."

Dean was about to protest but saw no point. The three children went off to put Sammy to bed. The three adults looked on and heard Caleb whisper, "Way to go Kat." Followed by what sounded like a smack on the arm with Kat saying, "This is all because you had to read me." Lastly they heard Dean say, "Girls are too much trouble."

Jim turned his gaze to his friends who were still in the room with him. They were looking at him with eyebrows raised.

Mackland was the first to speak, "You'll have to excuse my son. He seems to believe that he is more of an adult than he really is."

"Didn't think you had it in ya, Jim," John exclaimed.

"There's only so much a man of God like myself can take before ending it," he began, "And besides, it's better to not let it escalate too much."

"She is quite skilled in blocking so we shouldn't have to worry about Caleb being able to read her too much anymore," Mackland decided to change the subject.

"That's very promising to hear. Although, your boy already figured the "mystery" out. He's quite a bright boy if I do say so myself. And I believe he's starting to warm up to Dean a bit more too," the last part was said in John's direction.

"So Caleb knows about Kat," John began, "You know, maybe she could help Dean. He's changed so much since the fire. He was such a happy young boy and now…he won't do anything but watch after Sammy. Which I am grateful for, I really am, but I can't help but wonder what it's doing to Dean. He seems to only go back to that little boy when he's here."

"I wouldn't worry too much John. Although I'm still not too keen on you having him act like a soldier most of the time or that you have both of those boys with you, but I think that being around Caleb will help him," Jim reassured him with a smile.

"My son," Mackland began, "are you sure he's the one you'd want helping Dean? I mean look how he's turning Kat into a female version of himself already. But it would be good for both of them. Those boys need each other and don't even know it yet."

"Oh yes what would we do without Caleb Reaves in our lives," John mused as the three sat around the table.

"I'm sure we'd all have much fewer headaches," Jim said which caused the whole group to smile.

It was a year later when Kat was barely around the farm when John and the boys were. She was busy with schooling and Jim wanted to keep her as far away from hunting as possible. But of course that didn't stop her from staying in touch, making visits home, and didn't stop her from staying in touch with Caleb. She wasn't old enough to hunt on her own yet and Caleb wasn't yet at the age where he could hunt with a rookie hunter yet, but Jim knew that as soon as both were able to that they would be hunting together. And then to add Dean and Sam into the mix was going to be interesting. Kat had started hunting when she had turned 15 and her first hunt was with Caleb.

Her first solo hunt was one that no one was suppose to know she went on. It had seemed like an easy salt and burn and she would be back home in now time. She felt that she needed to get some rest at home and since her dad wouldn't be home for another week she knew she would be fine going there. It worked out even better when the spirit decided to not cooperate as well and she got a little banged up. Pretty much she ended up with some bruised ribs, broken wrist, a cut on the forehead, and one on her cheek. She wouldn't be any happier to be home and up in her old room. Just as she was about to lay down she heard the door open as well as one familiar voice and two that she recognized. It was Caleb with Dean and Sam.

"Great," she sighed quietly. This was all she needed. She decided that she had no other choice and made her way down the stairs to see someone that she had promised she wouldn't hunt unless it was with someone and a boy who had been her biggest annoyance when she was younger. She had nothing against little Sammy other than the fact that she guessed he wasn't so little anymore. After all he had been such a cute baby. She slowly made her way down the stairs and that's when they all saw each other, some for the first time in years.

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