It's supposed to be a family business. A stuck up little bitch isn't supposed to tag alone with us. Dean Winchester was pissed that Alyssa, John's friend's daughter had to tag along. Now they would have to look out for her. They don't need a girl around. Sam's enough to look out for. Dean as a teenager thought he ran the show. John would tell him right quick, that he doesn't.

"Dean, don't talk back to me. You're gonna be nice to Alyssa because she is almost like family, if you are mean to her, I will give you a whoopin." John threatened. Dean sighed. This was going to suck, he thought. They pulled up to Alyssa's house. Her father came out with her. She was a pretty girl; Dean was brave enough to admit that. She had pretty brown eyes and brown hair. She was perfect.

"Howdy John." John's friend Tom said. John smiled and shook his hand and smiled at Alyssa.

"So this is Alyssa. I haven't seen you since you were a little thing." John smiled. She laughed and shook his hand and told him it was very nice to meet him. Sammy and Dean stepped forward and John introduced them.

"This here is my boys. Dean and Sam." John said. Dean smiled and shook Alyssa's hand, it was warm.

"Nice to meet you." She said.

"Right back at ya." Dean said.

"And nice to meet you too, Sam." She said and gave Sam a high five. Tom and John discussed the situation on why Alyssa had to go with them. Dean overheard them talking.

"I think something's after her. I can't leave her here. I'm getting old, I don't fight as well as I used to. You're a great hunter, and you have young boys to protect her. She don't eat much, she's real quiet. She won't be a bother." Tom said. John nodded.

"It's no problem. She's welcome. We'll treat her as if she's our family also." John said. Tom smiled and shook John's hand again.

"Thanks so much. I owe you." Tom said.

"You owe me nothing. Just looking out for a friend." John said. John got back into the Impala and Sammy sat in the middle and Dean and Alyssa sat on the window sides.

"Ready to go guys?" John asked.

"Ready." They all said. Then John took off.

Alyssa wasn't a bother, Dean had to admit that. She was actually really nice. Dean got jealous over the attention Sam gave her though. She was always hugging him, and talking to him, and having fun with him, it made Dean feel like a loner. One day, Dean was packing up his suitcase to get on the road in the next morning for another hunt. Alyssa walked in and sat down on the bed in front of him.

"Hey." She said. He got annoyed and snapped off at her.

"Won't you go talk to Sam? " Dean said. She looked hurt. She stood up.

"Well excuse me for trying to talk to you. Jerk." She said and walked off. Dean felt bad all of a sudden. She was trying to talk to him. Dean sighed and took his bag and put it in the Impala. He saw Alyssa at the vending machine getting a soda. He walked over to her and cleared his throat. She turned around and glared when she saw him.

"Um, I'm sorry for kinda snapping off at you back there. I didn't mean, I'm just not used to having a girl around really." Dean admitted. He wasn't used to having a girl around him, and taking all the attention from him also.

"It's okay. I understand. I like being with your family. They are great. I wish I had brothers like you and Sam." Alyssa smiled.

"Yeah, my family's pretty great. If you call Dad, drinking all the time, and barking orders great, other than that, they are cool." Dean said. Alyssa frowned.

"Don't talk about your Dad like that. He's trying his best. He misses you're Mom. I see him looking at her picture in his wallet a lot. He thinks no one's looking, but I see it." She said.

"So what else do you see when no one's looking?" Dean asked. She laughed.

"I see you being jealous over Sam giving me attention. C'mon Dean, don't be jealous. Sammy loves you." Alyssa said. Who does she think she is? Dean was mad, how could she call him Sammy? He only calls Sam, Sammy.

"I'm not jealous. Don't think you know stuff about me, because you don't." Dean said.

"Oh, I do. " She smirked. Dean rolled his eyes.

"We're not going to get along if you keep this up." Dean warned.

"Well, fine then." She laughed and walked off.

They were hunting a mythical creature. It was supposed to be dangerous. Dad took Sam; Alyssa had to stay with Dean. Dean didn't like this. Dean held his gun tightly, and made her stay behind him.

"Don't say a word, unless I tell you to." Dean demanded.

"You're not my father." She replied. He rolled his eyes and they walked through the woods looking for any signs of the creature anywhere. It was supposed to be like an evil bird. Sam really thought it didn't exist, but who knows.

Dean took his eyes off of Alyssa for one second. She went away from him. He found scratch marks on a tree.

"Damn bird. You see that Alyssa?" Dean asked. He heard no answer, he turned around.

"Shit." He said. Then he heard a scream.

"Alyssa!" He yelled and ran over to where she was at. She was down on the ground looking terrified. He went over to her and then she told him to not move. He turned around and saw the bird. It was huge, and it had a huge beak, and red beady eyes and claws.

"Good job, you found it." Dean whispered. He slowly reached for his gun, and then the bird noticed him doing that and attacked him. Dean was pinned down on the ground and the bird was clawing his face.

"Dean!" She screamed over and over again. He tried to fight the bird off. Where were Dad and Sam?

"Do something!" He groaned. Alyssa picked up Dean's gun, her hands were trembling. She pointed it at the bird's head and fired the gun. The bullet went straight through the bird's forehead and it screeched and fell back and vanished into thin air.

"You killed it." Dean mumbled. Alyssa ran over to Dean and crouched down beside him. She winced when she saw his bloody face.

"Dean, dean. You're face. Are you okay?" She asked. Dean nodded.

"Yeah, I think so. Help me up." Dean said. She helped him up. He didn't know how, but that moment when he looked into her eyes, something changed. He doesn't know if it was the fact that she saved him from a giant killer bird or the fact that the moon was shining down and how her hair was shining and her brown eyes were glistened with tears and worry. He fell in love with her that night. But he wouldn't dare admit it.

"Dean, Alyssa!" John yelled.

"We're fine, we're fine!" Dean said. John looked freaked out when he saw Dean's face.

"Wow, that bird got you good. We need to put something on that face. Let's get back to the car." John said.

"Yes sir." Dean said. Alyssa smiled. They walked to the car and John took care of his face.

"Okay, all better. Does it hurt?" John asked.

"Of course, it hurts." Dean groaned.

"Get over it, you big baby." John laughed. They all got back into the Impala and drove off to wherever they were going next.