Don't own Supernatural or BtVs. Only on dvd. Kidding!

They were all eating at a local resturant. Dean was flirting of course and when Dawn tried it Dean would chew her out.

"Dean, I don't know what the big deal is? Your flirting with someone's sister." Dawn said in defense. Sam smirked from his laptop.

"When your related to me you don't get to flirt as long as I'm around."

"But you get to? Who made you boss?"

Dean glared at her and she shut up.

"Sam, did you find anything?" Dean asked changing the subject.

"Nope. I'm still looking." Sam said.

"Well while your looking I'm going to wait outside." Dawn said getting up and walking out.

"Dean, what the hell? You've been tough on her lately."

"I know she just- lately she's been getting on my nerves."

"By talking to guys? There's nothing wrong with that."

"Yes there is."

Outside Dawn was crying when Sam came out to check on her. She wiped her eyes.

"You okay?" Sam asked.

"Sure. Why wouldn't I be?"

"Because Dean's, being an ass."

"I'm fine, Sam. Let's just drop it."

"Okay but if you want to talk-"

"Thank's Sam. I really missed you."

"Me too." He said hugging her.

oooooo

Later that night they checked into a motel room.

"I'm taking a shower first. I'm tired of there not being any hot water." Dean said going in.

"Ass." Dawn said after the door closed. She changed into pajama's while Sam was doing research. "I'm going to bed." She said.

"Sleep tight." Sam said.

"I should be saying that about you." She said drifting off to sleep.

An hour later Sam changed into boxers and a old t-shirt and got in the same bed as Dawn. Dean was already passed out. He prayed that he'd get some sleep.

Sam was laying on his bed back at Stanford and saw Jessica on the ceiling.

"Jess no!" He yelled as she caught on fire.

Sam gasped waking up. He glanced at the clock 2:30 a.m. Dean was snoring away.

"Sam, you alright?" Dawn asked rolling over to face hiim.

"Yeah. Go back to sleep."

"Sam, if you had another nightmare" She began.

"Dawn, I'm fine. Get some sleep kiddo. We have a long drive tommorrow."

oooooo

They were on the road the next day when Sam got a text message while Dean was filling up the gas tank.

"My god." Sam said.

"What?" Dawn asked.

"An old friend of mine. I went to school with her brother he's been charged with murder. But she's saying that he couldn't have been at two place's at once."

"You still keep in touch with your friends?" Dean asked shocked.

"Some people have friends, Dean." Dawn said glaring at him.

"Dean, we have to turn around." Sam said.

"Sam, no." Dean said.

"Dean, these are my friends."

"Sam-"

"Forget it, Sam. Dean, only care's about himself." Dawn said.

Dean shot dagger's at her but she didn't back down. 2 minute's later he peeled out of the gas station.

oooooo

"Oh my god. Sam!" Becky said hugging him. "I didn't think you were going to come."

"One of my friend's are in trouble. I want to help."

Dean cleared his throat.

"Becky, this is my brother Dean and my little sister Dawn." Sam said.

"You better not start with that Becky crap again." She said smiling. "Nice to meet you." She said.

"Same here." Dawn said.

"Well come in." She said. They all followed her in.

"Nice place." Dawn said in awe.

"It's my parents. I was just crashing here while it happened. Can I get you guys anything to drink?" Becky asked.

"Got any beers?" Dean started.

"No we're fine. Just tell us what happened." Sam said.

"He was over here when his girlfriend was murdered. He went home saw her tied to a chair and bleeding then dialed 911. The cops automatically suspected him."

"Why?" Dawn asked.

"Because there wasn't any sign of forced entry and she had his fingerprints on her which is ridiculles because he was her boyfriend. She would have had his fingerprints on her anyways right?" Becky asked.

"Yeah." Dean said. "

"Mind if we look at the crime scene?" Sam asked.

"I don't know." Becky said.

"Dean's and investigater." Sam said quickly.

"Really?" She asked looking at Dean.

"Private Investigater." Dean said flirting. Dawn rolled her eyes.

"Okay. Just let me get my jacket." Becky said.

"Sam, this doesn't sound like our kind of thing." Dean said once she was gone.

"Dean, I'm helping my friends. Deal with it." Sam said.