A late night call and a flat cat have the boys reuniting with Amy for another fun filled investigation.

I don't own Sam, Dean or Baby but Amy and any mistakes are all mine. )

CHAPTER ONE.

Dean had just stumbled into the motel room and face planted on the closest bed, Sam repeating the action on his own bed just moments later, when his cell phone began to ring. With a groan Dean managed to muster up the energy to wrestle it from his pocket and check the caller ID. With a frown he answered.

"Hi Amy, what's up?" He asked, his voice slightly muffled by the covers his face was still pressed against.

"Oh, hi Dean. I didn't wake you did I?" Amy asked, sounding slightly nervous.

"No." He said with a sigh, pushing up and sitting. "We actually just got in."

"Oh good. Um, I'm sorry to call so late, or early, whatever, but I have something I would like you to check out

Dean looked over at Sam who mouthed 'is it Amy?', DeanNodded and Sam raised a hand.

"Hi Amy." Sam said.

"Sam says 'hi', but hang on a sec while I put you on speaker." Dean put his phone on speaker while Sam moved to sit opposite him. "Okay, so what's this problem?"

"Well, it's probably nothing, I'm probably just being stupid..." Amy began.

"Come on now Amy, it must be something for you to call us at 2am." Sam encouraged.

They heard Amy sigh.

"Okay, so I've been hearing strange noises from the woods behind my house, and was wondering if you guys could come and check it out?" She asked quietly. "Only if it isn't too far out of the way and you have they time. I don't want to be a hassle." She added quickly.

"Amy, you are never a hassle." Dean said. "So what kinda noises are you hearing?"

"Um, it's hissing and growling and I can hear something moving in the trees." She explained.

"Are you sure it's not a possum?" Dean asked.

"No it sounds bigger."

Sam and Dean looked at each other. Sam shrugged.

"Look I'm sorry. I'm probably just being stupid. Don't worry about it." Amy said tiredly. "I'm sorry to have bothered you, just go back to sleep."

"Amy you're never a bother." Sam said. "Of course we will come."

"Beside, you always have pie." Dean added with a smile.

Sam shot him a bitchface. Dean just shrugged and mouthed 'what?'. "So you are still in Mount Hood?"

"Yeah."

"Alright, we are in Wyoming, let us get some shut eye and we will head out first thing. If we drive straight through we should be there later tomorrow night." Dean glanced at his watch and realised it was tomorrow, "Scratch that, tonight."

"Thank you so much." Amy said with a relieved sigh. "I'm probably worrying over nothing but it makes me feel so much better knowing you guys are coming."

"Any time. That's what we're here for." Sam said, smiling.

"Hey Amy? Are all you defences in place?" Dean asked seriously.

"Yes. Everything is right where you put it and I do the salt lines every night, just like you showed me. Nothing can get in."

"Awesome. Now you go get some sleep and we will be there before you know it."

"Thanks guys." Amy said sounding like her usual self for the first time in the conversation. "See you later. Night."

"Night Amy." The boys said before Dean ended the call.

"Okay Sammy. Time to get hit the sack. We got some miles to cover later." Dean said as he kicked off his shoes and flopped back onto the bed, closing his eyes and didn't even try to fight sleep as it over came him.

"Yeah, night Dean."

"Night Sammy."

Sam copied his brother, removing his shoes and jacket and crawling under the blankets, falling asleep almost instantaneously.

Deans eyes opened just a few hours later. Glancing at the clock he saw it was only 5am. He closed his eyes tightly and tried to will himself back to sleep. Unfortunately his brain had also woken up and now refused to quiet. Amy had been worried enough about something to call in the middle of the night. She needed help. Amy needed them. And with that final thought Dean huffed out a breath and climbed out of bed. After taking a quick shower and dressing in clean-ish clothes he gently prodded his sleeping giant of a brother.

"Sammy boy, time to wake up." He said as he pushed in Sams shoulder. Slowly his brother opened his eyes.

"Ugh! What time is it?" He asked.

"About 5:30. Come on, times a-wastin'"

"Why are you up so early? We just got to sleep!" Sam groaned.

"I was awake." Dean shrugged. "I figured you can shower and pack while I run out and grab us some breakfast."

Dean looked down at his brother still lying in bed.

"Come on Sam. Get a move on. The sooner we leave the sooner we will arrive."

"Fine." Sam sighed again before rolling out of bed and heading to the bathroom.

After a quick breakfast of toasted sandwiches and coffee the boys hit the road.

"Are we really going to drive all the way to Oregon for what is probably just an over grown possum?" Sam asked.

What's with you this morning Sam? You're not usually like this."

"Yeah well, an hour ago I was warm and sleeping and now I'm cold and tired, so forgive me if I'm not all sunshine and unicorns." Sam complained, dropping his head back against the seat and closing his eyes.

"Fair point. Sorry I dragged you out of bed but Amy was worried enough to call in the middle of the night. She needs us there Sam."

"And she makes pie." Sam added, rolling his head to look at Dean and smiling.

"And she makes awesome pies!" Dean answered with a grin. "We got half a days driving ahead of us. Why don't you grab the blanket out the back seat and try to sleep some more." Dean offered.

"Yeah, okay."

One minute after he had wrapped himself in the blanket Sam was lightly snoring, curled against the passenger side door. Dean smiled to himself and turned the music down low so as not to disturb his brother. He pressed his foot down on the accelerator edging his Baby to a speed that was not quite legal but he still felt safe.