Hey Guys! So here is another chapter of my story. It is mostly talking, but you do get to know more about Melissa. Hope you enjoy it. Thanks! Luv Lauren

The next morning I woke up and found myself still in the motel room. "Morning sunshine." I pushed myself into a sitting position and looked at Dean who was sitting on the other bed.

"What happened?" I asked.

"You passed out so we decided to let you sleep here again, seeing as we have no idea where you live and we couldn't exactly ask you with you being asleep and everything. We also finally changed your bandages."

"Well if you had just let me go home the first time I wanted to leave, then you wouldn't have had to baby sat me again." I said angrily.

"Well if we had done that, then you still would have passed out and you would have been worse off, you said no one was expecting you, so you should be grateful we saved your ass." He shot back."

I immediately felt guilty. "I'm sorry Dean. I didn't mean to go off at you like that. It's just that… what the hell am I wearing!" I exclaimed finally noticing that I was wearing a short sleeve grey top.

"Um, oh yeah that." He said scratching his head while looking very embarrassed.

"You better start explaining this right now little boy." I said trying to sound stern while barely containing my laughter.

"Well you see… um well Sam went o bed and I was getting ready to sleep on the couch when I noticed that your shirt was covered in blood from your wounds. So I uh decided to put one of mine on you."

"So… you changed my top while I was sleeping?" I asked.

"Yeah I'm sorry." He said looking really guilty.

I leaned over and took his hands in mine. "Dean, it's fine, really. I trust you. I have just met you and you have done so much for me, I don't know who I can thank you."

"Are you sure? I don't want you thinking I'm some crazy guy who takes advantage of girls." He said looking into my eyes.

"I'm positive. Don't worry so much, it'll give you wrinkles." I said laughing.

"Oh God no!" He said in mock horror. "I can't believe you didn't wake up though. You were so out of it man."

"I can be a heavy sleeper sometimes." I replied.

"Hey guys." Sam said walking out of the bathroom. "Who wants the next shower?"

"Me!" I said running into the bathroom and shutting the door.

"Not fair!" Dean yelled after me.

Ten minutes later, I emerged from the bathroom clean. Dean ran past me and slammed the door. "Enjoy your shower!" I yelled through the closed door.

"You better have left me some hot water!" he shouted back.

"So how long have you been hunting for?" Sam asked me.

"For as long as I can remember." I said. "It feels like forever, I grew up hunting."

"Why did you start?" I don't mean to pry, Dean usually does that. But we haven't met any other hunters yet, and I didn't think the first one would be a girl."

"Basically because my mother was killed when I was just a baby." I said feeling tears start to build up. "My dad swears that she was pinned to the ceiling in my nursery. I don't remember much, but dad said she just burst into flames. After that he just changed, he didn't eat or sleep much, he became obsessed with finding the thing that killed her. The thing that destroyed our family. He taught me everything he found out about the supernatural, I was trained in martial arts and weaponry. I kind of resent him for raising me like I was some sort of soldier, but it's my family so I don't really have a choice. And I have been hunting ever since." I said feeling the tears finally slide down my face.

"Oh Melissa, I'm so sorry. The same thing happened to us, in my nursery. That's what we are trying to hunt down." He said walking over to me and giving me a hug.

I looked up at him. "Really? That makes no sense, why would it kill both of our mothers?" I asked brushing my tears away.

"I don't know." He said softly.

Just then the bathroom door opened and Dean walked out. "Ok, who wants breakfast? I'm starving." Sam and I let go of each other and looked at him. "Hey, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" he asked sounding concerned.

"Dean, don't…" Sam started to say.

"No, it's ok." I interrupted. "You can tell him."

"Tell me what dude?" Dean asking focusing his attention on Sam.

"Melissa's mother was killed the exact same way as mum was. "Sam said giving him a look."

"Are you serious." Dean asked looking at me.

I nodded. "Yeah unfortunately. I am."

"I'm so sorry Mel." He said giving me a hug as well.

I smiled. "It's ok, it was a long time ago. I think about my mum everyday but I have to believe that she is in a better place and besides I know she is watching out for me."

"I'm sure she is." Sam said smiling.

"Alright, no offence." Dean said. "But this is turning into a chick flick moment, so lets go get breakfast and then we can decide hat our next move is Sammy." He said patting him on the shoulder.

"Dean…"

"Yeah? What is it dude?"

"It's Sam!" he shouted.

Well… there you go, another chapter, hope it wasn't horrible! Hangs head in shame I'll try get the next chapter up soon! Have a good one Guys! Take Care.