Sam looked at Dean who seemed a little to concentrated on driving. It was a sign that he was nervous about something, and Sam had an idea what was making him so nervous. It'd been years since either one of them had seen Melody. Granted they'd seen Bobby more than a few times, but each time they'd needed his help, Melody had been off on a hunt somewhere. He was there for them after their father died, but it was at a time when Melody had taken off on her own hunts. They never saw her, aside from the one time they'd managed to synch up their schedules. This trip though, had been planned. Sam had finally convinced Dean to take a little time off between hunts so they could visit her while she was actually home. He had to admit, it hadn't taken much convincing. The second he said her name, Dean seemed to cave in. Sam had to admit that he was a little nervous at seeing her again, because he'd still been a boy when they'd last spent time together. He'd never admit to Dean, but he'd had a crush on her since that time, and he suspected for the last few years that Dean was in love with her. It was something he'd been mulling over the last few hours. Sam knew that if he made a move for Melody, it might cause a rift, but it was something he was willing to take a risk on.

"Dean?" Sam asked and got no response. "Earth to Dean…"

Dean blinked a few times and turned his attention towards Sam. "You say something?" He asked with a furrowed brow before looking back at the road.

"Yeah, but you were lost in thought or something. You nervous?" He asked already knowing the answer.

"No… not at all…" Dean said and saw the smug look on Sam's face and caved. "Alright, yes I'm nervous!" Dean shouted at his brother who just shook his head and looked away. "What? What was that look for?" he asked and got nothing but a cocky smirk from his brother.

"Nothing… I just think it's funny that you're nervous about seeing her again. The great Dean Winchester… womanizer of the year, is nervous about seeing an old friend." Sam retorted and shrugged when Dean scowled at him. "I'm just saying…" he said and looked back out the window again.

Dean would never admit it, but Sam was right… it was odd that he felt this nervous. The last time he'd seen Melody he was 17, and they had let things get a little further than just friends, but she was the one who took a step back. He still didn't understand why. He didn't want to admit it to himself, but he had started to fall in love with her back then. Maybe that was why he was nervous to see her again. He also had to consider the idea that he was afraid she didn't want to see him. He hadn't contacted her in so long now he wasn't sure she even wanted to see him. It was Sam she'd been talking to as of late, and who planned the trip, not him. As he pulled the car into the drive, he had to take a deep breath to calm his nerves. He heard Sam chuckle at his expense and decided to ignore him.

She saw Sam get out of the car first and ran towards him with a huge smile on her face. "SAM!" she shouted as she neared him and threw her arms around him in a hug. He was taller than her by a few inches, so he wrapped his arms around her and lifted her off her feet as they hugged. She pulled him tightly against her as he swung her around once. She'd noted the way he made her feel, so safe, it was an emotion she'd never been used to but she loved it all the same. She lowered her head to the crook of his neck and took a deep breath, closing her eyes as the soft scent of his skin swam in her head and made her blood run hot with lewd thoughts. When he finally set her down she felt like she was going to jump out of her skin. This was not the awkward boy she'd seen so many years ago, this was a man that stirred something inside her wrapped in the cloak of a friend she'd known since he was born.

"God I've been waiting ages for you guys to get here!" she said and smiled at Sam. "You've gotten even taller… if that's possible!" she exclaimed as she looked him over. "Figgin sasquatch now… it's not fair…" She sighed, and shook her head letting her gaze linger on him for a moment longer before she turned her attention to Dean as he finally opened his door.

"Sorry about the wait… Dean's mind was elsewhere today and it took a little longer to get here than we planned" Sam said and smirked at Dean as he finally climbed out from behind the wheel. He noted the look of irritation Dean gave him.

Melody took one look at him and felt her heart skip a beat. She'd had a crush on him when they were kids, and one drunk night she thought about losing her virginity to him, but now she felt her pulse race with the thoughts that ran through her mind. She hadn't seen him in years… and they'd been very kind to him. When he looked at her, she felt her breath catch and it took her moment to realize she was staring, and when she felt her cheeks flush red with her blush, she blinked a few times and finally smiled at him. When he smiled at her, she charged at him and wrapped her arms around his neck in a hug. "Dean! You're finally here!" She knew she'd caught him off guard because it took a moment before he hugged her back. She was maybe an inch shorter than him, so he was able to wrap his arms around her quiet comfortably. She lowered her head and closed her eyes as she breathed in the scent of him. She didn't want to let him go this time, and felt a flood of emotions race through her mind. This time, she wouldn't let him leave without telling him how she felt. She could hear him whisper something, but was too lost in her own head to hear what he'd said.

"You gonna invite them in or am I?" Bobby hollered from the front door.

Melody finally pulled away from Dean and turned to look at Bobby. "I'm getting around to it…" she shouted back.

"Well at least offer them a beer or something…" Bobby muttered as he receded back into the house.

"Sorry… dad's a little grumpy. I threw a pillow at him this morning…" she mumbled and looked to Sam who just gave her a big awkward smile.

"You threw a pillow at him?" Dean asked with a raised eyebrow, one of his arms still wrapped around her.

"He scared me, so I threw a pillow at him" she said with a shrug and looked between the boys. "I can't believe you're actually here…" she said in a high voice filled with excitement.

"So Mels, how's about that beer?" Sam asked her and wiggled his eyebrows at her.

Melody took Dean's hand and started to walk towards the house, then she grabbed Sam's hand and pulled him along as well. It thrilled her to no end when Dean tightened his grip on her hand. She realized at that moment that she wouldn't turn his advances down, if he made any. Her only regret was that she sort of had feelings for Sam too… she just wasn't sure how strong they were. She sighed and let go of both of them as she walked through the door to the house. She wasn't quite sure how Bobby would react if she wandered in holding hands with either one of them.

"Dad?" she called down the hallway, having expected to see him in the kitchen or at least the living room, but the shabby old house appeared to be empty.

"I'll never get used to that…" Dean muttered

"Get used to what?" Sam asked

"The fact that she calls him 'dad'… I mean its Bobby…"

"What's wrong with that?" Sam asked smirking

"Well it's just, I dunno, weird" Dean muttered and looked up when Mels cleared her throat, only to see her giving him a look to kill. "What?"

Mels just rolled her eyes at him and turned to walk back down the hall. "You boys just make yourself at home… I'll be right back." She shouted as she disappeared around the corner of the hallway.

Dean smacked Sam on the arm. "You could have helped" he said as he glared at his brother.

"I could have… but you dug your own ditch with that one." Sam said and smirked at his brother. "All's fair in love and war. I'm gonna go lay down for a bit" he said the last with a yawn and headed towards the stairs to take his claim on the better of the guest rooms. He hadn't slept much on the trip here, so he figured he'd take the time to relax a bit.

Dean just watched Sam walk away and he turned towards the kitchen, heading for the fridge. He snagged the first beer he saw and opened it then leaned against the counter. "All's fair in love and war… the hell did he mean by that?" he muttered to himself. He let the thought roll around in his head a minute, then came to the understanding that Sam was intending on pursuing Mels as well. This did not sit well with him. Dean took a deep breath and pushed off the counter, heading upstairs himself. He wasn't seeking out a guest room though… he was going to wait for Mels in her room.