November 1996 - Souix Falls

I tapped my foot nervously, looking into the shadows of the crowed. I couldn't make anyone out, I didn't know if dad was there or not. I almost hoped he wasn't our family didn't do much of the "Chick flick" moments, and this was going to be one. As Kyle Salanger finished his poem everyone clapped and he walked back to his spot next to me. I looked back and Mr. Calwell, he waved me over.

"Next we have Katherine Singer" he introduced me

I walked over the microphone he lowered it down for me. I looked around the crowded biting my lip taking breaths to calm myself down. The spotlights shining on the stage made it hard to see who was in the crowed, the back doors opened shining some light, I saw my dad sitting in his spot next to three opens ones. Soon they were filled by the Winchesters who had just came in. I could hear my heart beating in my ears as I became more nervous. I looked over at my teacher. He gave me a nod telling me to go on, I looked back at the stage.

"Unlike my classmates… I didn't really.. write a poem… I'm not very good at them… so I'll just tell you what i'm thankful for." I spoke quietly into the microphone

I glanced back at the teacher he was motioning for me to speak up and talk louder. I took a deep breath trying to calm my self.

" I am thankful for my father, he raised me on his own. He taught me to ride a bike and fix a car, to read before I could walk. He taught me to speak latin that I don't need to be afraid of monsters under my bed. He laughs at my jokes even when we both know they're not funny, he even tucks me in." I stopped there taking another deep breath.

"But my dad's not the only one I'm thankful for, See I don't have a mom or a brother or any other family that's blood. I have something a whole lot better. I have my Uncle John pluse Sam and Dean. Even though my Uncle John has lots of work, he always brings me back a trinket, he tells me stories and keeps me safe. I'm thankful for Sammy he's my best friend he helps me with my homework, we take turns reading stories and he shares his pizza. I can tell him anything and I tell him everything. Dean's his big brother, although sometimes he act more like a drill sergeant.. but that's okay because I know he's just trying to keep us safe. Dean's the one that taught me how to defend myself how to open a can with a rock and build a fort out an old car. They are the people I'm thankful for, they are my family and I love them"

Finishing my speech I didn't wait for the applause I just hurried back to my seat. my face going red I looked down at my feet as the crowd clapped for me. I stayed looking down till the end of the assembly and by them my stomach was growling for food. The audience left followed by the students with the school bags, I pushed the big doors open walking into the front of the school.

I could see, Dad, Uncle John Sam and Dean all waiting for me. My stomach growled at me, I raced down the stairs. as I reached Dad I ducked under his arms, I could feel myself getting looks for them. I went straight for Dean shoving my hand into his jacket pocket, he looked down at me confused. I pulled out the bag of peanut M&M's I knew he'd have some kind of food. He tried to swipe them back I ducked under his arm pouring the bag into my mouth and I ran and hid behind my dad.

" I was saving those brat" Dean informed me

"I'm hongee" I mumbled with my mouthful of food

"I wonder where she got that habit" Dad teased raising a brow at Dean, he shrugged all of us knowing it was him.

"That was a nice speech Kat" Sam said, I felt myself blushing.

"I agree with that Sam, do you know what I think it deserves?" My dad asked looking down at me

"Icecream?" I asked hopefully

"Icecream" my dad reassure

I squealed jumping around in circles screaming " We are getting ice cream" and shaking my hands in the got a laugh out of it as well piled into the truck and the impala.

-Time Skip May 2004-

My eyes were glued to the gory scene playing out in front of me on the tv. My blanket wrapped around me completely covering my head I kept my legs pulled to my chest. I'm not sure why I had chosen now of all times to have a nightmare on elm street marathon instead of when my dad was home. He went to go do a quick salt and burn a couple towns over.

I could feel myself shaking from the fear, I heard noises on the back porch. I tensed up my head slowly turning to the back door, I could hear the door handle jiggling. I had locked it as well as the front one just as a safety precaution and a paranoia.

Slowly I got to my feet, the blanket slipping from around me falling back onto the couch. I crept my way over to the wall picking up the shotgun that my father had kept loaded there just in case. I held it to me listening carefully, the door handle started to turn. My heart was racing my head in a panic my hands shook slightly . I heard the door crack open, I whipped around the corner barrel up finger hovering over the trigger.

As the lights flicked on a stunned Dean stood in front of me. It only took him a couple seconds to snap out of it and realize they had scared me. He put his hand over the barrel of the gun carefully taking it from my hands and placing it down on the ground.

"It's just us Kat" He said in a cool voice

I turned to face him, my hands raised up I started to beat on his chest angrily. Dean just laughed at my angered flailing.

"You son of a bitch, haven't you heard of a freaking phone call or knocking" I shrieked at him

Dean just laughed at me more, letting me hit him a few more times. Deciding he had enough, he grabbed my wrist spinning me around. he crossed my arms over my chest holding my hands behind. I squirmed trying to get out of his grip, but it was the one position Dean had found that I couldn't manage to squirm out of.

"So little firecracker where you're dad?" Dean asked from behind

"He's… let me go" I squirmed in his arms.

" Tell me where you're dad is" I could just picture the smirk on Dean's face as I struggled

"Dean let me go now you son of bitch" I complained

"I think I'm good little firecracker" He said cooly,

"Dean" I complained loudly.

"Yes kitty?" He quizzed leaning n ,I groaned

"On a hunting trip now let me go!" I said pulling away from him

Dean let go of my wrists as I tried to jolt myself away, causing me to stumbled forward. Dean grabbed my waist catching me and pulling me straight before I fell on my face. I spun around his hand still on waist, I balled my hand into a first and smacked his chest with the back part of my arm. Dean just smirked letting me go as he chuckled.

"Jackass" I grumbled walking back into the main room.

I took my spot back on the couch wrapping my blanket around myself. I could hear Dean going through the fridge in the kitchen. I pulled the blanket back over my head making a hood as I started to get back into the movie. Moments later Dean flopped next to me one arm along the back of the couch the other with a beer,

"Aren't you a bit young for horror movies?" Dean asked

"18 now Dean" I said flatly

"Oh yeah you're legal"

I just rolled my eyes at his comment nudging him in the side he chuckled at me. I adjusted my self on the couch, resting my legs over the arm. I rested my self against Dean's chest my head on his shoulder as we watched the rest of the movie together.

- Time skip August 2004-

I pulled Sam's at least four sizes too big shirt over my head. it went down just above my knees , covering my pajama shorts. I pulled my hair up into a messy top bun before tucking my tooth brush back into my bag. Opening the bathroom door I walked into the main part of Sam's tiny apartment.

It had taken me a months but I finally guilted him into letting me come visit. It had been almost a year since I had actually seen him and the phone just wasn't the same. Sam was walking over to the "Nest" of blankets, pillows and cushions we had set up on the floor for movie night. He had a large bowl of popcorn in one hand and his beer in the other.

Sam and I had decided on horror movies that didn't involve any kind of supernatural beings. So Ghost, Vampires, Werewolfs, possessed anything and Freddy were off limits. We ended up going for the hills have eyes. I skipped over to the couch, Sam looked up at me and smiled. I smiled back at him he patted the spot next to him, I crouched down sitting beside him. Sam wrapped his free arm over my shoulder I leaned into him gently.

"It feels like i'm wearing a dress" I pointed out to him, Sam chuckled

"Looks like one to squirt" he teased, I elbowed his side playfully he chuckled

"Oh just start the movie would yah collage boy" I taunted him

Sam just rolled his eyes at me pressing play on the remote. I dug my hand into the bowel of popcorn, I was in the midsts of bringing it to my face when Sam redirected my hand to his. I opened my hand lightly letting him eat some of the popcorn before putting the rest into my mouth.

As the movie went on, I was practically sitting on Sam as he had his arm wrapped around my waist. I spent the most part of the movie feeding him popcorn. By the time we were halfway done the second one, I had nuzzled my face into Sam's chest and closed my eyes. Falling asleep listening to the screams of the movies and the sound of his heart.

In the morning I awoke to the smell of bacon, my mouth slightly watered as I sat up. I looked around myself I was no longer on the floor, I was in Sam bed wrapped in a blanket. I assumed he probably carried me into bed after the movie when he went. Pulling the blankets off me I got out of bed my feet touching the cold floor, I saw Sam's slippers by the door, I hurried my way to them slipping my feet into them.

I scuffled my way out of the bedroom the smell of bacon got stronger. I turned my head to see Sam in the kitchen his shirt off just like it was last night. He was hair was still a mess as he danced to the radio cooking breakfast. I made my way over to the island trying not to trip on the overside slippers. Sam had already had a bowl of fruit and a glass of chocolate milk waiting for me.

"Why can't Dean be this awesome when he has sleep overs" I quizzed sitting down picking a strawberry up Sam chuckled.

"I don't think you'd want to eat it even if he did" Sam teased as I bit the strawberry

"True, I don't even think a starving hobo would" I teased back Sam chuckled

"So how was your sleep?" He asked

"Sleepy, how was your?" I said holding in a giggle at my lame joke

"Minus the boney little knees, elbows and cold feet attacking me it as good" He turned to look at me with a smirk

I gave a guilty little I'm sorry look and giggled Sam just chuckled at turned around with the plate of eggs and bacon placing it in front of me as he got his own. I picked up a piece of bacon bringing it to my lips when my phone rang I groaned lightly.

Standing up I walked over to my bag that was hanging by the door. sticking my hand into it I felt around for my phone. Pulling it out I flipped it open pressing the talk button I brought it to my ear.

"Yes Dean?" I asked rather annoyed, he had called me at least 20 times yesterday half of which I ignored.

"Tell Sam to come home" He said firmly

"Not happening" I told him again

"Kathrine!" He snapped at me

"Dean" I snapped back at him, I could hear Sam chuckle

"Tell him to get his ass home" Dean demanded

"I'm sorry the message you have sent could not be repeated goodbye BEEP" I slammed the phone shut shoving it back into my bag.

As I walked back over to the island it started to ring again. Not turning around I flipped it the bird out of frustration,Sam just shook his head chuckling. As I sat down Sam turned the radio up to tune out the phone, We both started to eat out breakfast.

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