An Unknown Vistor

AN: Sorry it is another short one, this college thing is starting to kick my butt. I will have some longer ones written in a couple weeks, but in the mean time instead of leaving all my readers story-less, this is what I will be doing! Hold on to your seats, this ride may start to get a bit bumpy! Enjoy and tell me what you think!

Sam had heard the yelling coming from his sibling's room, but was honestly surprised when the door to the spare room slammed shut down the hall. Ashley did have every right to be mad, Dean was acting like a father more than a brother. Sam got up from the lore books surrounding him and headed towards Dean's room.

"What did you do to get slapped?" Sam said leaning against the door jam.

"Go ask her, I'm going out" Dean said storming past his brother with his leather jacket in hand.

Sam took Dean's advice and headed over to the spare room at the end of the hall. He knew as soon as he opens that door Ashley will throw something at his head, so he proceeded on high alert. Sam was right and as soon as he opened the door, an alarm clock came flying towards his head. "Hey" Sam said standing back up and staring towards the bed she was perched on "what'd Dean do to you?"

Ashley looked up at him with pain in her eyes. Whenever she cried her eyes turned a bright green, Sam was not surprised when they flashed as green as a healthy lawn. "He's being a drill sergeant, like he has been ever since Dad told him to watch out for us, and I am so sick of it" she choked out allowing the sobs to finally escape her throat.

"Well, you pissed Dean off enough to go out for the night" Sam said sitting next to her "so you got through to him" he said with a chuckle.

"Good."

Dean finally came in around 3 am and found Ashley asleep on the couch. Dean knew she was right in saying he was acting more like a father and he felt bad. Dean sat down on the couch by her feet and gently nudged her awake.

"De" she said lowering the knife she had tucked under her pillow. Ashley was still trying to rub the sleep out of her half shut eyes when she felt the couch sag under Dean's added weight.

"Hey Killer" he said with sadness coming from each and every word.

"What's up?" Ashley asked confused as to why her brother was sitting on the couch with her.

"Uh, I guess I should, um… I am-"

"I get it" Ashley said chuckling at Dean's inability to get an apology out of his mouth. She began to sit up when Dean had also stood up from the couch to give her a hand up.

"De, you're scaring me" she said accepting his hand up.

"Don't mean to, I just want to show you that you are my sister and I'm not Dad."

"Well stow the favors and emotions, you're not very good at them bud" Ashley said as she gave her brother a hug.

"As you wish" Dean said pulling away from the hug "I'm going up to bed, Sammy still up?"

"I think so, when I came down here he still had a bunch of un-opened books."

Dean nodded and headed up stairs slowly, but his head was still swimming with thoughts about how he could have possibly allowed himself to hurt Ashley this way. As he stepped into Sam's room Dean saw Sam drooling all over his notebook and small snores escaping his mouth. "Hey" Dean said kicking the chair Sam was sitting in "figure out what this thing is?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah its vampires" Sam said closing the books around him.

"Alright, well we will head to Carencro in the morning" Dean said as he walked back to his own room. Dean didn't like fighting with his siblings, but he never allowed himself to dwell on it. Ashley could hear Dean moving about in their room and could tell he was torn up and upset simply by how much he was slamming things around and sighing. Ashley remained silent as Dean continued to get his emotions out in his own way, but she never expected him to react as he did when he climbed into bed to find someone was already there