I pull my cherry red '65 Mustang up near the Bunker door and smile.

A literal hole in the wall, it wasn't much to look at but it always reminded me of a line from one of my favorite shows. "It's bigger on the inside." certainly applied, I thought, as it was a massive structure, seemingly pulled out of time.

I couldn't wait to see what secrets I uncovered this trip. I was also really looking forward to seeing the boys again. After all, they were the only family I had left.

Well, family in the broadest sense of the word.. Bobby Singer had tried to be a father figure to both the Winchesters and me, starting from an early age. My dad would drop me at a motel or on Bobby's doorstop whenever a job would come up. And like-minded, John would routinely ditch Dean and Sam on his search for the demon who killed his wife.

So we all grew up seeing each other at least a few times a year. Every one of my "normal" kid outings had been experienced at Singer's with the boys. Bobby had taught me to catch a baseball, enjoy any free time and most importantly that family didn't end in blood.

Now with both sets of parents long gone and now beloved Uncle Bobby, it was only Dean, Sam and me left. And family protected each other, or at least they tried to and the boys were still attempting to get me to move in permanently. I resisted, partially just out of the need to rebel but mostly because living with the boys full-time could expose a secret I intended to take to the grave. I gently shake my head and climb out of the car.

No, I think, it's better to spend some quality time with Dean and Sam and then head outta Dodge before anyone could see my façade slipping. Just thinking about messing up and ruining everything, had me internally cringing.

Nope, this was it, at my age, to have something like this dictate my life was just plain asinine. Hearing the creak of metal hinges, I shake off my musings, grab my duffel bag and look over to see a shaggy haired, immensely tall form emerge from the open door.

Sam smiles widely from the doorway and starts to head over. I wave enthusiastically and then giggle when I see another form trying to extricate himself from the bunker simultaneously.

"Move Gigantor.. I wanna see her too." Dean's voice huffed as Sam stood blocking the path. I start towards them, smile plastered on my lips as both brothers finally reach me. Sam envelopes me in a hug, "It's been too long. We missed you."

I squeeze back. " I missed you too, Sammy."

"Alright, alright, enough with your chick flick moment, my turn." Dean says gruffly.

I squeeze Sam tight once more, then release him and turn towards Dean. He grabs me and pulls me in close.

"There's my girl.. Finally back home where you belong."

I inhale the scent of flannel, gunpowder and pie while returning the hug.

When I'm released, Sam has my bag and Dean is ushering us inside. I am home, with my favorite people in the whole world, maybe even to stay this time, I hope.

All I have to do is rid myself of this silly schoolgirl crush I have on one of the Winchester brothers.