Sam POV:
We just finished killing off a group of vampires in a New York factory. Dean and I were checking the area to make sure their were no other vampires.
"Sam, we're clear over here!" Dean yells.
I keep going, "Almost done he—" A scream comes from behind a door. "Dean!"
"Coming Sammy!" Dean runs over to me and he nods his head at the door. I kick it open and see a girl huddled in a corner with a man looking over her. The man faces us and smiles.
"Hello boys, so nice of you to drop in." Dean raises his machete, but the vampire grabs the girl and holds his arm to her mouth. "I don't think so. If you try to kill me, she gets turned into one of us."
Dean laughs, and I look at him, "Guess I'll just have to do what I got to do." He swings the machete at him and the vampires arms goes in her mouth. I take a swing and the vampire's head and his body fall to the ground. The girl starts crying as Dean walks up to her.
"Dean wait!" I yell.
"What, she just got turned Sammy!"
"Well we just have to make sure she doesn't drink anybody's blood. Remember when you got turned?" I look at the girl as she huddles into the corner.
"Don't remind me." Dean looks at me then to the girl, "Fine, but we've got to get to Bobby's fast." Dean walks out of the room and I turn to look at the girl.
"Hi, I'm Sam. We're not going to hurt you ok?" She shakes her head. "We can make you feel better, then get you back to your parents."
"Please don't hurt me. I didn't do anything wrong, I pwomis." She whispers.
I hold out my hand, "Well, I promise that we will not hurt you ok?" We can get you home soon." She walks slowly towards me and stares at me. She looks only five or six.
Then she nods at me, "Ok." She takes my hand and looks up at me. I lead her out of the factory and see Dean singing to one of his rock songs. I open up the door and turn down the music.
"Dean, seriously." I shake my head.
"What? I like this song!" He turns up the music again. I hear giggling, and both Dean and I turn to see the girl covering her mouth. Dean turns down the music and looks straight ahead. "Well, lets go!" He yells at me.
"Ok, so, what's your name?" I ask the girl.
"Katie." She looks up at me and winces.
"Well, Katie, lets get you into the car ok?" She nods and opens up the car door. "Oh, and that's Dean." I point to Dean who just glares at me.
"Hi Dean." She whispers.
"Ya, hi."
"Um, Sam, where's my seat?" Katie looks at me confused.
"What seat? Oh, a car seat. Well, you will have to not have one right now ok? You'll be a big girl." She nods and I buckle her in. I shut the door and get into the front. Dean starts to drive down the street, and Katie starts humming in the back.
Dean sighs, "Can you shut up back there?"
Katie stops, "I'm sorry. Mommy liked my singing." She looks at Dean's head. "You look my Daddy." She says suddenly. Dean pulls over, and looks back at her.
"Dean, don't get—" I start.
"What the hell did you say?" He looks at Katie, who tries to curl herself into a ball.
"I said you looked like my Daddy. I'm sorry Dean, I didn't mean to. Really," She starts to cry.
Dean groans, "Sam make her shut up."
I look back at Katie, "Katie, look at me." She keep her head covered with her hands. "Katie, look at me." Her eyes peek out, "He isn't mad at you ok? Nobody is mad at you." She nods but keeps herself scrunched up. Dean pulls back onto the road and turns up the music. I sigh and stare out the window.