'Would you know my name, If I saw you in heaven, Will it be the same, If I saw you in heaven…'

Eric Clapton's Tears In Heaven was coming out of Max's car as she stood next to it loading her gun up.

"I must be strong, and carry on cause I know I don't belong here in heaven," she sung to herself as she cocked the gun and tilted her head a bit looking at the beer bottles on the fence. She bit her bottom lip just as she shot the first one and it broke into pieces.

She continued singing the song softly to herself as she continued to shoot the bottles when she got to the last one she went to shoot at it when it was shot at making her jump. She turned around to see Dean standing a few feet away.

"Morning sugar," he said with a small smile.

She rolled her eyes with a smile starting to display on her lips but turned her head not to show him. "You an early bird?"

She placed her gun on the hood of her car and leaned against it looking up at him as he walked over placing his gun back in his jacket.

"No, just that someone was making all this racket out here thought I'd come out and investigate."

"Don't strain yourself." She smirked looking up at him through her eyelashes. The look was enough to send Dean to the nut house. Her dark green eyes clashing with her black eyelashes and bangs made her look hot and dangerous all at the same time.

"I never strain myself sweetheart," he said standing in front of her a little too close.

"Mmhmm I suggest you back away Winchester." She continued to play that smirk on her face and those dangerous eyes.

"Or what Max? Gonna get Uncle Bobby to come out here."

"No, I don't need anyone to finish things for me. I can do it all by myself."

Dean smiled, "Really?"

"Yes so I really suggest you back off."

Dean leaned over and boxed her in, his hands on either side of her. "Does it make you nervous? Do I make you nervous?"

She chuckled, "You wish." She tilted her head up, "You wish you could make my body quiver and shake under you…but let me tell you, it's never going to happen."

"Keep telling yourself that."

She grinned and Dean heard her move the chamber on her gun and felt pressure on his dick. He looked down to see her gun pointing at him and then looked back into her eyes. She still had the sweet innocent smile on her face. "I really suggest you move away, Winchester…or something so precious to you will be blown to bits." She pushed him away and walked towards the house with a triumphant smile on her face.

"Morning Sam," she said walking in smiling at him.

"Morning Maxine," he looked out the window and saw Dean shooting angrily at the beer bottles. He arched an eyebrow and looked at Max who was smiling ear to ear as she grabbed the milk carton, "Ok, what you did to Dean?"

"I threatened his most prize possession with my gun."

It took Sam a second to think. At first he thought the car but the Impala was nowhere near where Dean was and then he thought about Dean's extra-curricular activities and smirked.

"You are the first girl I know not to jump on it but threaten his manhood."

She laughed grabbing her glass of milk, "There's always a first for everything."

"Max!" yelled Bobby walking through the house.

"I'm right here!" She rolled her eyes as he walked through the door, "Why do you have to act like a drill sergeant towards me?"

"Shut your mouth I got a hunt."

"Sweet what's up?" She walked towards him and grabbed the file.

"Missing families on road trips, couples vanishing, runaway kids…that sort of deal but I've found mutilated cows and signs of vampire action going on around that area so I doubt they are missing."

Max flipped through the file and nodded then looked up at Bobby. "You want me to do this…by myself? A hunt for once by myself?"

Bobby looked over at Sam who looked at him, "Oh no…no…Bobby, Dean will not go for that."

"Go for what?" asked Max then got it, "No! Come on Uncle Bobby! You want me to hunt with these two."

"You said you wanted practice and these are the two best damn hunters I know."

Max sighed and looked at Sam, "Is Dean going to be ok with this?"

"No!" yelled Dean, "Absolutely not! I am not ok with this Bobby!" Dean stood in the den with Bobby arguing about taking Max with him and Sam. "You want her to be safe why have us take her on a hunt."

"Because I know the second safest place is with you two. Listen Dean…she has no one right now. Only me and I'm getting too old for her to be hanging around."

Dean looked at Bobby confused. "I thought her father was your baby brother."

"He is…was. He died a few months back. She's been here ever since." Bobby looked at Dean. "She has no one Dean and I just want her in safe hands."

"And you think training her as a hunter and letting her come with me and Sam is safe?"

"Better that then have her living on the streets with these things going after her…she's my only weakness and if anything found her…anything killed her I wouldn't be able to take it."

Dean sighed and looked out the window seeing Max and Sam pushing each other around like a couple of kids. He just stared at her and knew the pain she was going through. He and Sam just lost their father a few months back. He knew she needed just someone to hold on to or something to take that hurt and anger out.

"How did her father die?" Bobby just looked away from him and Dean knew it was something serious and didn't push the subject. "Alright…fine. I'll take her but if I get one ounce of shit from her she's coming back in a coffin."

"You threatening my niece?"

Dean looked at the look on Bobby's face and squirmed a little, "N-no."

Dean walked out of the house and towards the two pushing each other. "Alright, come on we're wasting day light."

Sam and Max looked at each other than Dean before he got into the car. He looked at them and took his sunglasses off. "Yes you Max get in the car and let's go. You're coming. Your uncle begged."

"I highly doubt that, Uncle Bobby doesn't beg."

Dean smirked and put his sunglasses on, "I bet you do," he got in the car.

"This is going to be a long drive," said Sam getting in next to Dean.

"Alright, well the last family that went missing in those parts were the Parkins," said Sam reading the report on his lap top. "They were headed to Niagra Falls but stopped in Newton for gas and lunch and never seen after that."

"Sam is my bag in the front?" asked Max.

"Uh, yeah hold on."

"Don't worry I got it," she said as she got up and bent over the front seat and towards Sam's feet.

Both Dean and Sam watched as she wiggled her hips over the seat and to her bag. As she grabbed her bag she noticed Dean checking her ass out as he drove and she smiled, "Take a good look Dean because this is as close as you'll ever get to my ass."

Dean frowned and looked back at the road. Sam couldn't help but laugh knowing Max was giving Dean a run for his money.

She brought her bag back with her and Dean smirked, "Keep thinking that Max but in 24 hours you'll be all over me."

"Keep dreaming babe."

She unzipped her bag and looked for her white wife beater and jeans. She wanted to get out of her shirt and into something more comfortable.

She moved her hips up as she pulled down her jeans. She sat up and pulled her shirt off. Dean seeing the movement in the corner of his eye looked up in the rearview mirror and his mouth opened a little staring at Max.

Her body was toned, but not crazy toned where she looked ridiculously awful but ridiculously sexy. Her breast were plump and perky in the pink bra she was wearing.

Dean turned his attention back on the road and glanced back at Sam who was paying more attention to his laptop. Dean looked back in the rearview mirror and bit his bottom lip hard. Max was on her knees bent over, her ass sticking high in the air. Her ass was tight and round.

As Max came back up she caught Dean's eyes in the mirror and wanted to kill him but it was her fault for dressing in the back of the car with two men. One of them was bound to look.

She let a small smile display on her lips as she sat on her knees facing the front of the car. She spread her knees a little as her hands moved slowly up and down her thighs. She felt Dean's eyes on her and she bit her bottom lip seductively as her eyes met his. She ran her hands up her stomach and cupper her breast. Dean's breath hitched and he moved uncomfortably in his seat as his cock strained against the denim.

Dean looked back in the mirror and watched her bite her thumb then lick it staring at him. She smiled and pulled her wife beater on. Dean frowned a little as the clothes covered her perfect body. She pulled her jeans on and laughed a little at Dean's frustrated grunt.

She leaned up and whispered in his ear, "I think you should keep your eyes on the road and your friend in your pants." She licked his ear with one long lick then bit the top. He grunted again and she let go just as Sam looked over.

He gave Dean a look, "What's going on?"

"Oh nothing Sam," said Max leaning back against the seat and sighed, "Just teaching Deany boy here to keep his eyes on the road."

"Gonna fucking kill her," muttered Dean moving uncomfortably again.

Authors Note: I know it's been forever since I updated buuuuuut hope you like this chapter :) Let me know.