My brothers have always been my life. They looked out for me like guardian angels. I had always been their top priority, my safety came before everything. Before the hunt before our fathers orders. That's how my dad raised them but it also came so naturally to them. I was their baby sister so it was automatic.

So when my father told them they had to move out I was shocked. I was 16, Sam was 18 and Dean was 22. I didn't understand it, they didn't want to go and I didn't want to be left alone with our father. When we had protested Dad sent me to my room while he talked to Sam and Dean privatly. Afraid of my fathers tone I had run off to my room.

It was a surprise to me that I heard no yelling, I had thought my brothers would have fought hard. I thought wrong. It had been ten minutes before Sam and Dean entered my room looking solemn.

" What?" I asked quickly not liking the silence.

They sat on either side of me before Dean explained, " Dad wants us to move out. Thinks its time we grew up and got use to not being around you all the time. He wants to rebuild your relationship."

Deans tone told me he didn't agree with this one bit and it made me feel a little better. But panic was setting in as our conversation continued.

" He already found Dean and I and apartment about a half hour away from here. So were close just not to close." Sam continued.

I shook my head, " No. You can't go, I don't want you to."

They each comforted me like they did when I was twelve and being left alone for the first time. I had freaked out.

" When are you going?" I asked silently praying it wasn't for weeks and weeks.

" Tonight Kat." Dean stated sending me into a state of emergency.

My breathing pattern picked up to a point of hypervenilating. It was something I did when I was scared and panicing. Sam and Dean had always known the way to handle me when I got like this because it happened to often.

They lay me down so my head was againist Deans chest and my legs were layed across Sams lap. It was comforting because I could feel them right there for me.

" Its okay Kat." Dean breathed, " Breath just how we taught you."

I followed his insructions and listened to my brothers breathing. In through the nose out through the mouth, over and over until I could breath normally. They had done this since I was four and I had experienced my first thunder storm. Ever since that night I had hated storms and I couldn't be alone during them. It was something none of us understood but I just needed my brothers during them. Knowing they could protect me againist anything.

Sam wiped away the tears that were sliding down my cheeks. " Once were settled you can come and stay as long as you want no matter what Dad says." Sam explained with solid determination.

His statement made me better, knowing they weren't truly leaving. I nodded and let them pull me up. Downstairs I heard our father leave, probably to go to a bar.

" Great my first night alone and im going to be stuck with a drunk father." I mumbled sitting up.

" You'll be fine." Dean said kissing the top of my head.

" Come help us pack what little we have." Sam suggested pulling me to my feet.

We don't have a lot considering our father spends all money on hints and bars. So he never buys us anything. While I helped them pack I tried to forget why they were packing. It hurt and I really didn't want them to go. It wasn't until we were putting their small amount of boxes in the Impala, that I began to shake.

Dean pulled into a tight hug, " Call whenever okay Kat? No matter what time."

" Okay." I whispered, holding back the tears.

I turned to Sam and he smiled, " Come here." Sam pulled to him and I never wanted to move. He was my brother and I needed him to be around.

" This sucks." I groaned.

" Understatement." Dean laughed.

" Love you Kat." Sam said.

" You too."

I watched them get into the Impala. Watching them take off down the road scared me more than it should have. Everything about this felt wrong. None of it, made sense and I hated it.

That was the first night I wanted to run away. But his threating orders forced me to stay and forced me not to tell my brothers.