Here you go you whiners.

She looked up at Sam, who looked bewildered at the amount of detail she put into the description. "Dean." He tapped his brothers shoulder.

Dean let out a grunt of acknowledgment.

"I think they saw something we are hunting."

"Wait." Lavender overheard. "Hunting? Like for little baby animals and their loving parents?" Lavender glared at the boys with a look of disgust.

"Well not exactly. We actually hunt-"

"Monsters." Dean interrupted.

"Dean." Sam said in a warning tone.

"Big ones too. Sometimes we can't even see them." Dean continued, ignoring his brother. Lila started to look scared. Lavender just looked at the man like he just called himself a pretty pony and gave her some pie without batting an eyelash.

"Dean. Quit it."

"No Sam. They are somehow part of the family so they might as well know about the family business." Dean snapped.

There was an awkward silence before Lila broke the silence. "So what do you hunt? Ghosts?" She was a little sarcastic but was really interested.

"No, didn't you hear. They fight monsters!" Lavender rolled her eyes. "It's bad enough that we just found out we have two older brothers. Now we have to find out that we have two crazy ones as well?"

"Well I believe them. What I saw was-"

"Nothing!" Lavender snapped. "Something! The guy was slashing at you with a knife! Of course you saw something scary! People are going to start calling you 'loony Lila' again."

Lila almost answered back l, but choked up because she remembered her days at school. Her classmates would call her 'loony Lila' or 'luna' for short. She had a problem with paying attention sometimes. It's not like Lavender didn't either. Just after she turned 13 everyone was too scared of her to make of her.

Dean stops the car and looks back at the twins. "Get out of the car." He ordered.

"Dean?" Sam followed Dean out of the car.

Dean ignored Sam and closed his door.

"Dean?" He raised his voice and little more. The twins scrambled to follow the boys out of the car.

"Guys, what is it?" Lila's curiosity peaked, but had a bit of a nervous tone. Lavender picked up on the nervous vibe her sister had and stated. She rolled her eyes at her.

"More crazy shit I bet." She muttered.

Dean lead them to the trunk of the car. Sam only a step behind him.

Lila let out a nervous laugh. "You uh... You guys don't have a dead body in there do you?"

"Calm down." Sam put a hand on Lila's shoulder, and made sure her eyes looked into his. "It's not a body, but just-"

Dean snapped the lock open and the hood flew up. It revealed a pile of tricked out guns of almost all types. There was even packets of some kind of powder that looked like salt of some kind and bottles of water.

Lila's eyes widened. "Oh my-" her statement was cut off by her sister.

"Shit. Are you guys terrorists or something?" She exhaled with her arms crossed, then rested them on her hips in a pissed off pose.

"To some people, yes." Dean answered.

"Ok." Sam put his hands out in defense. "It's really not that bad." Sam glared at Dean for trying to scare their new siblings.

"How is a buttload of weapons not bad?" Lavender mocked him.

"Well..." Lila started.

Lavender put her hand up and closed her eyes for a moment. "Don't defend them." She threatened through her clenched jaw. She rubbed her temples in a soothing motion to try to calm herself so she wouldn't kill her sister. 'Curse her for her trusting attitude' She thought.

Lila fidgeted with Sam's shirt she was wearing and walked towards the Winchesters. "I dunno, Ven." She looked up at Sam. "I think we should give them a chance to explain." Lila didn't try to be sassy, but she looked at Dean. "I don't trust you, though." Her sister smirked in triumph at that little tidbit.

Sam tried not to laugh at her comment but couldn't help but smirk as well.

Dean rolled his eyes and look to her brother, "I think they're asking for proof, don't you?"

"No, Dean." Sam shot back.

"Why not?" Dean waved him off, "What do you two think?"

Lila shrugged her shoulders. "It would help."

"It would do the impossible." Lavender added.

"Alrighty then!" Dean clapped his hands together and he picked up a gun. He put some of the salt pellets in his gun and cocked it. "Let's show em."