10

The After Ball

Monday

"Clocked the damn thing in the face so hard all those pointy teeth fell right out of it's head." Keith said proudly.

"Nice." Phin and Smartass said.

"When did you get your first Vamp, Winchester?" Edward asked. Sam and Dean looked at each other.

"Uh, well," Sam began. "Our dad didn't really, uh, tell us that vampires were real until about four years ago. So, yeah about four years ago." The men frowned.

"Why wouldn't John tell you about Vampires?" Henry asked.

"To protect us, I guess." Paranoia said.

"We didn't really get why either." Sam explained. Dean nodded in agreement.

"Uh, guys," Phin said, pointing over their shoulders. "We have a visitor." They all turned or craned their necks to see what he was talking about.

"Sarah, what are you doing up?" Edward asked. He looked at Keith and shrugged. "Grandkids, what are you gonna do?" Keith laughed and nodded in agreement.

Sarah looked around the living room as if she were in search of something. She waddled toward Grumpy, her wispy blonde curls bouncing along with her stuffed rabbit's ears.

"Oh, no, no, no, no, Little One," Grumpy said, grabbing her head with one hand and turning her around. "Not me." Paranoia jumped back, eyes wide at the sight of the small child. Cry-Baby gently pushed her away when she came toward him. She was headed in Smartass' direction when Sweetie held out his arm to stop her.

"Aw, c'mon," Smartass groaned. "I like kids." Sweetie shook his head.

"You'll teach her to cuss." He said pointedly.

Sarah turned and looked up at him, rubbing her sleepy blue eyes. She held her arms up, the sleeves of her pink Sleeping Beauty nightgown falling back.

"Up!" She said. Sweetie blanched, Dean laughed. "Up!"

"I think she likes you, son." Herbert said.

Sweetie bent down and picked her up, setting her in his lap. She snuggled against him, her arm wrapped around her bunny's neck and her free thumb in her mouth.

It was around this time that the girls in the basement decided to take their, oh what was it that Lauren said? Oh yes, "Field Trip".

They jogged up the stairs, making enough noise to make Sarah stir.

"Shh!" Sweetie urged. The girls saw the sleeping child and quieted before giving an audible: "Awwww…" Ah, women. They find it so adorable when men interact with children.

"Can we help you, ladies?" Keith asked.

"Actually, Uncle Keith, I wanted to ask Dean something." Kat said, smiling at him.

"Yeah?" He asked, looking around her at Deanne, who was smiling slyly at him.

Kat sat down next to him and cupped her hand over his ear, keeping embarrassment to a minimum. "Alright, who was the first girl you had sex with?" She whispered.

"Tammy Sokolaski," He answered almost immediately. Kat grinned and looked at him. "Wait, you're not mad are you?" He asked, glaring at Deanne again. She shook her head.

"You remembered her name," She said, still smiling. "You don't see that often. Now, you and I do need to talk about Rhonda Hurley," Dean's face went to a very, very deep red and his eyes were daggers for his feminine side. Deanne giggled. "And I hope you know that nothing like that's gonna happen with me." Dean rested his face in his hand beyond embarrassed.

"That was…I…um…god, why did she have to tell you that?" He mumbled. She giggled along with her friends.

"The sad thing is, I can see you doing it." She laughed. Dean groaned and hid his face again.

"Alright, alright," Edward said. "Get to bed, girls, most of you have to get up in about six hours to go home. Go on, get!"

Kat kissed Dean and took his hand. "C'mon, your embarrassment is over, babe."

The men stood and started to head upstairs to their rooms behind the girls.

"Hey!" Sweetie whispered loudly. "What am I supposed to do with her?!" He asked, gesturing to the little girl.

"I wouldn't move if I were you," Edward warned. "She'll wake up crying." Sweetie sighed and grabbed the throw blanket hanging on the back of the chair. He draped it over himself and Sarah, resting his head on the couch. Kat smiled and ruffled his hair.

"You're too cute, you know that?" She said. He smiled sleepily and shut his eyes.

She led Dean upstairs and in their room. She pushed him on the bed and climbed on top of him. She looked at him, touching his cheek. He kissed her, and it was once again that same deeply sweet and intimate kiss that he had given her earlier that night.

"Are you ever going to tell me what's up with you?" She whispered. He half smiled.

"Probably not," He said, kissing her again. He rolled her over, putting her underneath him. "Now, you've got something to make up to me, right?" He said slyly. She smiled.

"I believe I do." She kissed him deeply, running a solitary finger up the middle of his back. He shivered and bit back a moan.

"God you're good at that." He growled. She smiled again.

"Damn straight."

Kat's family left at about eight that morning. Sarah didn't want to leave her new friend, but Sweetie finally got her to let go of his neck and go with her mother.

Now it was night and the house was relatively quiet. Meredith and Henry had gone out to dinner, tired of being around so many people. Kat, Sam and the Deans stayed home, hanging out, mainly. That is, until Bobby called.

"Alright, alright, shut up!" Dean barked, opening his phone. "Hey, Bobby, what's up?"

"You're in Montana, right?" The older man asked.

"Yeah. You need something?"

"Nothin' major. Got wind from a local paper that there's been some campers disappearing in these woods 'bout where you are." Bobby said.

"Wendigo?"

"Looks like. Anyway, just called to ask if you and Sam wanted in." Bobby said.

"You sure you're not askin' because you're old and need our help?" Dean asked, smirking.

"You want in or not, idgit?" Bobby snapped.

"Yeah, yeah, we'll do it." Dean said.

"Where are you?"

"Uh, this big ass cabin off of Richman." Dean said. There was a pause.

"Are you at the Joyce's?" He asked.

"Uh huh, you know Henry and Meredith?" Dean said, glancing at Kat, who now looked interested.

"Who doesn't know Henry and Meredith would be the better question. Alright, I know where you are, I'll be there in a minute." Dean looked around at the other men –and girl- with his face and suddenly realized something.

"Wait, Bobby I-" But the line was already dead. "Crap." He said, shutting his phone and tossing it on the coffee table.

"What's up?" Sam asked.

"Bobby wants us to help him gank a Wendigo," Dean said. "But I didn't get the chance to tell him that there's eight of me." Kat frowned.

"Who's Bobby?"

Oh, dear, Bobby's never met her either, now has he?

--Whoo! Bobby gets to meet Kat and the Deans. fun :)--