I DO NOT OWN SUPERNATURAL! IT BELONGS TO ERIC KRIPKE!

I OWN ANGELINA AND ANY OTHER CHARACTERS WHO DON'T BELONG IN THE SERIES.

I am in serious need of a beta so if anyone would beta my stories I would be grateful.

Dean looked in his rear view mirror and smiled at Angelina who leaning against the window and breathing deeply in her sleep.

"Dude, you love her," Sam said quietly as he also looked at Angelina.

"She's my daughter Sammy," Dean said for explanation as he continued to stare fondly at his daughter.

"Eyes on the road Dean," Sam warned and Dean rolled his eyes at his younger brother's concern but teared his eyes from his daughter and stared at the road.

"You're such a worrier Sam," Dean muttered.

The ride continued in silence until Angelina stirred and opened her eyes.

"Where are we?" she asked sitting up and pulling her earphones out of her ear, she had fallen asleep listening to her music and not the stuff her dad listened to.

"We're almost in Louisville Kentucky," Sam replied. "You've been asleep for almost seven hours,"

"That's the longest I've slept in two months," Angelina added rubbing her eyes.

"What do you mean?" Dean asked looking in the rear view mirror with concern.

"I've been having nightmares about the night that mum died," Angelina confessed and Dean's eyes narrowed, he knew all about having nightmares. He had been plauged by them ever since his return from Hell and he knew that Sam had nightmares about lots of things as well namely things to do with that bitch Ruby.

"Why didn't you have them now?" he asked curiously.

"I dunno," Angelina shrugged. "I guess it was because you were here,"

"We're here Dean," Sam said interrupting the father-daughter moment.

"Alright," Dean said. "Let's get some pie," he parked and got out, Angelina followed him and so did Sam stretching his long legs as he got out.

They walked into the local diner in Louisville and immediately Dean and Angelina ordered apple pie. Sam ordered a coffee.

"What are we doing in Louisville Kentucky?" Angelina asked once they had been seated.

"We've found a job which you are sitting out on," Dean said and Angelina looked at him outraged.

"Why the hell am I sitting out?" she demanded glaring at her father.

"Dean's right Angelina," Sam said softly. "You aren't trained for this and it's very dangerous so you are staying in the motel room and you are not leaving it until we get back."

"But-"

"No Angie, please, I don't want to see you get hurt," Dean said and it was his use of her nickname that pulled her up, she realised that he seriously wanted to keep her safe, it didn't matter that he had only known her for almost a day, she was his daughter and nothing more mattered except keeping her and his brother safe.

"Fine," she huffed as the two pieces of pie and the coffee came, she began eating and Sam shook his head.

"Like father like daughter I guess," he sighed.

After finishing their pie and coffee the three of them walked back to the Impala and got in, Dean drove to the nearest motel. He paid for a room with three beds for about a week.

"Great," Angelina huffed as she helped unpack her stuff, she claimed the bed closest to the window but the two boys didn't mind.

"Alright Angie, we're going to go and 'investigate' this job," Sam said using quotations to show what he thought investigating this problem the way the local police did.

"You stay here and be good," Dean said and Angelina rolled her eyes.

"I promise dad," she said smiling inoccently at him.

"Why don't I believe you?" Dean asked rhetorically shaking his head as he and Sam left the motel room, leaving Angelina by herself.

She sighed and flicked on the TV, there probably wasn't anything on TV but she didn't care, at least it was something to do. She grabbed out her sketch pad and started sketching whatever came to mind which was a horse that she had seen before she had left Charlotte.