Night after night, screams came in the night. Katie hadn't slept a full night since the fire and no one else had either. They were all in and out her room the first night at Bobby's. The second night, Dean put her in the room he shared with Sam. Dean had dealt with Sam's nightmares for years, they could be terrible. Katie was two. She had no way to explain what was wrong, she just screamed. He couldn't just leave her alone.

On the second night, Dean settled Katie in his bed and went back downstairs. He played a card game with Sam as a cover to listen to Dad talking to Bobby and Ellen about his aunt, the demon, the fire, and Katie. He hoped something he heard would help stop Katie's bad dreams. Two hours passed and Dean herded Sam upstairs. This had been rough on the kid. At the beginning of the week, it was just Sam, Dean, and Dad. A few days later, they were picking up a little girl who would become their sister. He was trying so hard to adjust and be strong, but it was hard not being the youngest anymore.

"You okay, kid?" Dean asked Sam.

"M'ok. Is Katie going to scream again tonight?"

"Maybe, Sammy. I don't know. We're keeping her close just in case she needs her big brothers." Dean emphasized the last part. It had been a hard couple of days, but Sam seemed to like the idea of being a big brother.

"She could sleep in my bed. I can keep her safe." He said tentatively.

"Sure you can, but she's asleep in my bed already. You're close if she needs anything. We'll put her in with you tomorrow."

" 'K Dean." Sam curled up in his bed and closed his eyes.

Before Katie, Dean would have gone back downstairs. Tonight, he wasn't leaving Sam or Katie, not for anything. He shifted Katie closer to the wall and slid into bed. He threw an arm over her and slept.

The screaming started around 1am. Dean's eyes popped open and Katie wasn't next to him. She was at the foot of the bed. He was out of bed quickly and kneeling beside her. He was pretty sure she wasn't really awake.

"Hey, hey. Katie, Katie May. Shhhh. Come on, look at me. Dean, remember?"

"Dee?" She said in a ragged voice.

"Come here." He picked her up and settled her head on his shoulder.

He heard feet in the hall. Katie's door opened across the hall and then the boys door flew open. John and Bobby looked panicked.

"I got her, Dad. She's okay."

"Jesus, Dean. She wasn't in bed. Was she in here all night?"

"I figured she'd have more nightmares, so I put her with me. I didn't want her to be alone."

"It's late son. I'll take her."

"We're okay. Right, Katie?" Dean asked the girl catching her chin in his hand.

She tightened her arms around his neck, "Dee."

"Alright. If you need anything, you come get me." John hesitantly touched her back.

"Okay, Dad."

Dean started pacing slowly with her.

"Dean?"

"Go back to sleep, Sammy."

"Is she okay?"

"Sure she is."

"Can I help?"

Dean brought Katie over to Sam's bed. He sat with her on the edge of the bed when she refused to let go.

"Katie, hey, Katie, look. Sammy's your big brother too. He'll help keep you safe, okay? Okay, Katie May?"

" 'K Dean." She sniffed.

Sam smoothed the hair off her face, "You're always safe at Uncle Bobby's, Katie. Nothing bad will happen."

She trapped his hand between her cheek and Dean's shoulder.

"I think she believes you, Sammy."

"Hope so. I don't want her to be scared."

"Me either. Remember what Dad said? We don't know what she saw before we got there."

"So, she might be scared for a while."

"That's right. We'll make sure we keep her safe. Let's see if she'll lay down."

Dean moved to his own bed and eased the two of the into lying down. Katie still clung on, laying on his chest. She was quiet.

"Go back to sleep, Sammy. She's okay."

The nightmares never completely stopped. Katie was able to talk about them as she got older. She did better sleeping on her own and she knew where to go for comfort.