AN: Here's the next chapter! Enjoy!

Gracilynn sneaks over to where the back door is and peers inside the living room. She doesn't see anyone around so she tries the door, finding it locked. Gracilynn sighs in frustration and pulls out her lock pick and makes quick work of the lock. Putting her lock pick set away, she quietly enters the house. She keeps her gun out in front of her as she scans each room.

Gracilynn moves her way into the kitchen and scans the room, not seeing anything here either. She moves towards the hallway when she hears a noise behind her. She turns around only to be slammed into the cupboard behind her. The Abiku slams her wrist into the door causing her gun to fall to the floor. He wraps a hand around her throat, squeezing it as he stares at her in anger.

"You will not kill me," the Abiku growls. Gracilynn grabs his hand, not being able to breath but trying to pull it off her nonetheless. "And with you out of the picture, it'll keep that hunter friend of your busy."

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Sam open the door, finding it unlocked and sneaks into the house. He looks around the room he is in, finding it looks to be a family room of sorts. When he doesn't see anything, he continues on to the room across the hall, which is the dining room. He doesn't see anything here either. His phone begins to vibrate and he answers it, seeing its Dean.

"Hey," Sam whispers over the line.

"Hey, I got jack squat over here," Dean says on the other end.

"Yeah, well, we've got a lot of it over here. We're going into the house now," Sam says, moving into the hallway and looking both ways, not seeing anything to be worried about yet.

"All right, I'll be there in a few," Dean says. Sam hears a bang down the hall and quickly makes his way in that direction.

"Okay, see…" Sam begins but sees the Abiku holding Gracilynn against a cupboard, hand around her throat. "Dean, I gotta go."

Sam instantly hangs up his phone and puts it in his pocket.

"Hey!" he shouts, aiming his gun at the Abiku. The Abiku's head swivels in his direction, surprised to see him there already; he's also surprised to see Colt's gun in his hands as well. The demon instantly yanks Gracilynn in front of him, grabbing a knife from the counter and holding it to her throat.

"Stay there," it says, pushing the knife into Gracilynn's throat slightly. Sam doesn't move, but still holds the gun aimed at them. "Drop the gun!"

When Sam doesn't obey, the Abiku pushes the knife against Gracilynn's throat enough to draw some blood.

"Okay, okay, okay," Sam says, holding his hands up in surrender before slowly putting the gun down onto the floor. Gracilynn sees something out of the corner of her eye. She glances over and sees it's a glass salt holder. She glances over at her uncle, getting his attention before sliding her eyes towards the container. Sam quickly glances in the direction and notices the same this his niece has.
"Hey, listen. Just let her go and maybe we can come to some sort of agreement," Sam says, trying to distract the Abiku. The Abiku takes a step back, closer to the salt container.

"What kind of agreement would a hunter make with a demon?" the Abiku says sarcastically.

"You let her go, we let you go," Sam says, seeing Gracilynn reach over to grab the container while the Abiku's attention is on him.

"Yeah, or I let her go and you both kill me," the Abiku says before letting out a sarcastic laugh. "Do I look like I'm stupid. Your reputations precede you Sam Winchester."

Gracilynn's hand finds the container and she slowly, quietly, takes the lid off before grabbing the container, making eye contact with her uncle.

"You mean mine and Dean's?" Sam asks.

"Of course," the Abiku says.

"Well, you should have been listening harder because we taught Gracilynn everything she knows," Sam says with a smirk. The demon gives Sam a confused look right before Gracilynn slams the glass container filled with salt on his head. The demon lets out a shrill scream, digging at the glass shards stuck in him. Or, the salt imbedded in the cuts from the glass. Gracilynn shoves him away before running over to the other side of the room where her uncle is. Sam grabs his gun as soon as Gracilynn hits the Abiku over the head and aims it at him once again. As soon as Gracilynn is next to him, Sam pulls the trigger three times, hitting the Abiku in the heart. The Abiku, jerks slightly before crashing into the wall behind him and falling to the floor. Sam and Gracilynn sigh in relief, sharing a look. There is a bang and hurried footsteps running down the hall.

"Sam! Gracie!"

Sam and Gracilynn look up in time to see Dean slide around the corner and take in the scene around them. He sees the glass broken on the floor and the dead body of what he hopes is the Abiku. Dean looks back over at his brother and daughter and takes in their appearance. The only thing that he sees that he doesn't like is the bruise in the shape of a handprint on his daughters' neck.

"You okay?" he asks them.

"Yeah, we're good," Sam says, giving the Abiku one last look. Dean looks over at his daughter and walks over, grabbing her chin and tilting her head upwards. Gracilynn tries to swat his hand away but stops when her dad gives her a firm look.

"Dad, I'm fine. It's just a bruise," Gracilynn says.

"Yeah, I'll be the judge of that," Dean mumbles. Dean looks back over at the Abiku, wanting to kill him all over again. He shifts his gaze to his brother. "We good here?"

"Yeah," Sam says, nodding his head.

"Good, let's get out of here," Dean says, gently pushing Gracilynn ahead of him and towards the back door.

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Gracilynn looks up from her spot on her bed where she's flipping through the channels as her dad walks out of the bathroom, steam billowing out behind him. Dean shoves his clothes in his bag, noticing Sam isn't around.

"Where's Sam?" Dean asks his daughter.

"Went to go grab something eat," Gracilynn replies. Dean nods his head and sits down at the table, pulling the laptop to him and starting it up. Gracilynn watches him for a moment, biting her bottom lip. Making up her mind, she turns the TV off and climbs off the bed. Walking over to the table, she sits in the seat next to her dad and pulls something out of her pocket, setting it on the table between them. Dean looks up at hearing something being put on the table and sees his just about empty painkiller bottle.

"You going through my bag now?" Dean asks, looking back at the laptop.

"It fell out when I tripped over it yesterday," Gracilynn says, studying her dad. Dean doesn't say anything, just continues to search for another job. "I thought you went to refill your prescription back in Spokane?"

"The pharmacy was closed. Wasn't able to get it," Dean says offhandedly, shrugging his shoulder. Gracilynn bites her lip.

"It was open when we drove by on the way outta town," Gracilynn says, "Why didn't you stop again?"

Dean sighs, knowing his daughter caught him, but not willing to give up what he had done to Amy. It was bad enough he was keeping this secret from Sam, he didn't need her feeling guilty for doing the same thing. She didn't need to be in that position. Dean looks over at his daughter.

"Listen…" he begins. Gracilynn's jaw tenses, knowing by that one word he isn't going to give her the explanation she wants. "There are some choices that I make that not everyone agrees with. So, not everyone needs to know what I do. Which means, you don't need the play by play."

"Uncle Sam. This is about Uncle Sam," Gracilynn says, reading between the lines and knowing she's right when her dad looks away. "Does this have something to do with Uncle Sam's monster friend?"

Dean gives Gracilynn a warning look which she ignores.

"Dad, you can…" Gracilynn begins but stops when the hotel room door opens and Sam walks in with bags of food. Dean gives Gracilynn a look before looking behind him and shooting the bags in Sam's arms a hungry look.

"It's about time," Dean says, taking the bags from his brother and putting them on the table. Sam senses he's interrupted something and gives his niece a look who just returns it with a smile. Dean's already pulling the food out of the bags and digging into his own.

"So, we got anything new?" Sam says, sitting across from his brother.

"Haven't found anything yet," Dean says through a mouthful of food earning a look from his brother.

"I'm gonna go take a shower," Gracilynn says suddenly before getting up and disappearing into the bathroom after grabbing her clothes. Sam looks over at his brother.

"Did I walk into something?" he asks Dean, confused at the sudden change in his niece.

"Hm?" Dean asks, looking up from the computer, seeing Sam waiting for a reply. "Oh, uh, no. It's just her monthly cranky fest. She'll be fine in a few days."

Dean goes back to searching for a new job and Sam lets it go. He figured Dean was right, it was nothing new for them now, but he couldn't help shake the feeling there was more to the story than what his brother was telling him.

AN: I know it's a short chapter but I'll try to make the next one longer. Please review!