It was the second week of July when John started packing up the Impala.
"What's going on dad?" Kara asked, not knowing what he was doing.
"Packing up for your first hunt." John told her.
"My first hunt?" Kara asked, biting her lip.
"Yeah, I think you're ready to get some experience. Besides it's just something small." John told her. "Now go hurry your brothers so we can leave in ten minutes." Kara nodded and ran into the house. She ran into the bedroom and saw Sam and Dean laying on their beds.
"Dad said to pack up." Kara told them.
"Why?" Sam asked.
"Dad said we got a hunt." Kara told him.
"We?" Dean asked.
"Yeah, he said he's takin me on my first hunt." Kara gave a half smile, happy that she could finally be like her family but scared just the same. "He said he wants to be out in ten minutes." Dean and Sam jumped off their beds and immediately started packing their bags. Kara just left them and walked back down to the car where John was slamming the trunk closed.
"They're on their way." Kara told him.
"Good." John looked down at her, thinking to himself for a second before speaking up again. "You know, maybe…" He was cut off by Dean and Sam running out of Bobby's house.
"Ready." Sam said, cutting off John. He just nodded and the four Winchesters piled into the car, John and Dean up front, Kara and Sam in the back.
"A werewolf?" Kara asked, getting out of the car.
"Yeah, it's a small one, still weak." John told her as they walked into the woods. "But it's been killing people and others have gone missing."
"So wait, this things takes people who are camping in the woods and kills them. And we're camping in the woods?" Kara asked.
"Well we know what they don't." John told her. Kara was pretty scared by that point, it being her first hunt but everyone believed she was ready. She felt an arm wrap around her shoulder and saw Dean looking down at her.
"You'll be okay. I won't let anything happen to you." Dean assured her. Kara smiled and leaned against him as they continued to walk through the woods for about another half an hour before John stopped them.
"We're camping here?" Kara asked. It was a secluded spot in the middle of nowhere, a long way away from the car.
"Yes, we're camping here. It's just for a night. We'll be gone by late tomorrow." John promised. Kara just nodded and sat on a rock next to Sam as John and Dean set up the tents.
"Sam." Kara said, keeping her voice low.
"Yeah?" Sam looked down at her.
"Were you shaking this much when you went on your first hunt?" Kara asked, looking down at her hands that wouldn't stop shaking.
"Yeah, it's normal." Sam assured her, wrapping an arm around her. After the tents were up, Dean walked over to where Sam and Kara were sitting on the rock by the tree.
"You gonna be okay carebear?" Dean asked.
"I hope." Kara said, giving him a weak smile.
"You'll do fine. You're learning quicker than me and Sammy." Dean told her. Kara just nodded, still scared.
"You three ready to go?" John asked.
"Yes." They all said at the same time. They stood up and walked over to him where John handed Kara and Sam the smaller of the guns and Dean grabbed one from the bag while John grabbed two. John pulled Dean aside for a second before he called for Sam and Kara to follow them.
They looked around for a half an hour before they came upon a different campsite. Kara covered her mouth and turned away when she noticed the tents were cut open and there was blood everywhere. Dean turned her around so she wasn't looking at that and bent down so he was level with her.
"Kara, it's okay. Just calm down and breathe okay." Dean said softly. Kara just nodded and didn't look back. John and Sam walked over to them a few moments later and looked down at Kara.
"Maybe it was too early…" John started.
"No, I'm fine." Kara told him, sucking in a breath. "How do we find it?"
"Well it's been here, no more than a day ago." John told her, "It shouldn't be far." Kara nodded and followed him away from the campsite.
Later, it started getting darker so John sent them all back to their campsite. When they got there, John started making them dinner while they sat in the tent, making sure Kara was okay who hadn't said anything in a long while.
"Kara, come on, talk to us." Dean said softly. Kara just shook her head.
"Come on Kare, please." Sam tried.
"Maybe dad was right. Maybe you shouldn't have told me." Kara told them.
"No. Secrets are never good to keep, especially keeping them from family." Dean told her, "It just takes a little getting used to."
"How long?" Kara asked.
"Took Sammy a few hunts before he got a little more comfortable." Dean told her, "Right Sammy?"
"Yeah." Sam nodded.
"Kids." John called from outside the tent. The three of them picked themselves off the floor and walked out of the tent and sat beside the fire where John had made hot dogs. Kara sat in between Dean and Sam, feeling safe there.
Another two hours later, Kara started falling asleep by the fire when they heard a noise coming from the woods. All their heads snapped over in the direction of the sound.
"Dad." Kara said quietly.
"It's okay." John told them. Then there was a scream and they all jumped up, startled.
"Daddy." Kara said, hiding behind Dean.
"Sam, you stay here with Kara. Dean, come with me." John said, picking up his gun which he had sitting beside him. Dean picked up his and followed his father. "Sam, don't let your sister out of you sight." Sam nodded as John and Dean disappeared.
"It's okay Kara." Sam said, pulling Kara close to him, protecting her. There was nothing but silence for a few minutes while they waited for Dean and John to come back. There was a sudden gust of wind behind them and they saw a tall creature looking down at them, snarling.
"Dad! Dean!" Sam yelled, grabbing the gun and standing in front of Kara protectively. Sam shot at it but it was too fast and soon disappeared only to reappear behind them. Sam shot at it again but again it was gone. Kara picked up a gun that had been left on the ground and held it up, protecting herself. They heard a growl somewhere in the woods closest to Sam. The creature came out and knocked Sam to the side, sending him into a tree.
"Sammy!" Kara yelled as the creature started for her. "Daddy! Dean!" Kara yelled, backing away, not looking where she was going. Kara felt a rain drop hit her head and it quickly began to pour. She tried to steady the gun but her hands continued to shake. She shot at it, but it went past it's left shoulder and it just looked angrier. "Daddy! Dean!" Kara yelled again, shooting at it again but it missed it's head by a few inches. It was getting closer to her and Kara continued backing away but found that she was standing on a ledge. Kara didn't look back, not wanting to know how far of a drop it was. "Dean!" Kara yelled as the creature hit her and sent her flying off the ledge. Kara fell down the side, cutting her arms and hit the ground with a thud, landing on her left arm and hitting her head on a small rock. She heard a small crack and let out a scream, starting to cry.
"Kara. Kara!" She heard someone yelling but she didn't know who it was.
"Kara!" She heard someone calling again. She tried to stay awake but she was tired all of a sudden and it became harder to keep her eyes open. She felt the rain pouring on her face, soaking her and chilling her to the bone.
"Oh god Kara. Dad!" She heard the yelling again, followed by the sound of someone sliding down the same place she fell.
"Kara, come on, wake up." She heard Dean's voice saying. "Oh god." She felt a hand touch her head around the area where it was laying on the rock. "Kara, open your eyes." Kara wanted to but found it difficult. "Come on Kara." Dean's voice started to sound weaker. Kara managed to open her eyes and she looked up at him. Her vision was blurry but she was able to see him kneeling above her, looking down at her, the water falling from his hair down on her.
"Dean." Kara said quietly, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Kara, thank god. I'm sorry." Dean said. Kara could see he was crying. Kara tried to keep her eyes open but found them closing on their own accord.
"Kara. No Kara, stay awake. Please stay awake." Kara really tried to but eventually, everything went black.
When Kara regained consciousness, she felt something soft under her and she heard a beeping that sounded distant.
'Stupid beeping.' Kara thought to herself, not knowing what it was. 'Wait, what happened, where am I?' Kara opened her eyes and saw herself in a bright white room. She looked to her left and saw Dean and Sam both asleep in chairs beside her bed. She looked around for her father but didn't see him anywhere. She moved her right arm and reached out for Dean and Sam who were both in arms reach. The second she touched them, they both shot awake.
"Kara, you're awake." Dean said, getting out of the chair and standing closer to her as Sam did the same.
"What happened?" Kara asked, trying to remember what happened.
"The werewolf split us up. By the time Dad and I heard you screaming, we were too far away. We ran as fast as we could and when we got back to the site, we saw Sammy lying on the ground. Dad ran over to him and when I was sure he was okay, I started looking for you. I saw you lying on the ground about ten feet below me, not moving. I slid down and you were half awake." Dean explained.
"You hit your head on a rock and broke your left arm." Sam told her. Kara looked down and for the first time since she woke up, she saw her arm was in a cast and a sling.
"You're also running a small fever from all the rain." Dean added.
"Where's dad?" Kara asked.
"Talking to the doctor." Sam answered a second before John walked in.
"Kara sweetheart." John said, walking over to the bed. "How you feeling?"
"My head hurts and I'm hungry." Kara added the last part as her stomach growled.
"I'll get you something." John said before kissing her forehead that was still hot from the fever and walked out. Kara turned her head to the side and looked at them.
"He's not taking me out anytime soon, is he?" Kara asked.
"Actually, he is." Sam told her.
"Huh?" Kara asked, confused.
"When I got there, the werewolf was on the ground, dead." Sam explained.
"How?" Kara asked.
"You must've shot him as you fell." Dean told her.
"I don't remember." Kara said, trying to remember what happened after the werewolf came after her.
"It'll probably come back to you soon." Sam assured her. Kara nodded, hoping he was right. John came in a few minutes later with a man wearing a long white coat.
"Hello Kara, how are you feeling?" The doctor asked.
"My head hurts and I'm hungry." Kara repeated what she told her father.
"We'll fix that right up." The doctor said. He took out a flashlight and told her to look at it and follow it with her eyes, making sure they were responsive. He did a few more things before nodding and leaving.
"When can I leave?" Kara asked when he was out of sight.
"Soon. They want to keep you here for a few days." John told her.
"A few days?" Kara whined.
"Kara, you'll be out of here before you know it." John said, sitting on the bed next to her.
"Okay." Kara said, pouting slightly. "Are you guys gonna stay with me?"
"As long as we can." John promised. Kara smiled and looked between the three of them. A nurse came in a few minutes later, carrying a small tray. Kara didn't know what anything on the tray was. The second the nurse left, Kara looked up at her family with an expression that made them laugh.
"Kara, you need to eat. You said you were hungry." John told her.
"Yeah, well I think I lost my appetite." Kara said, looking down at the tray.
"Beggars can't be choosers." Dean said, repeating the phrase their father said so many times. Kara just glared up at him. Kara ate the food reluctantly, it didn't taste very good but Kara was hungry and decided that the sooner she got better, the sooner she got some real food.
An hour later, A nurse came in, saying that they needed to leave.
"But one person can stay." She said, looking at Kara's sad and scared expression. No one needed to say anything, Dean just took his seat by Kara's bed as John and Sam left.
Kara and Dean talked for a little bit when Kara jumped in her bed. By the door, she saw a weird looking man with gray skin and his eyes were completely white.
"Dean." Kara said, staring at the door.
"What?" Dean turned but didn't see anything. "Kara, what's the matter?"
"Right there." Kara said, pointing to the door where the man was still standing.
"Kara, there's nothing there." Dean told her. Kara looked at Dean and back at the door but the man was gone.
"H-He was right there." Kara said, still looking at the door.
"Okay, time for you to get some sleep." Dean said, moving Kara so she was laying down.
"I swear Dean, he was right there." Kara told him.
"Just get some sleep." Dean said. Kara nodded and soon she was fast asleep.
When Kara woke up, she heard Dean and her father talking.
"I think something's wrong with Kara." Dean said quietly.
"Why? What happened?" John asked worriedly.
"Yesterday we were talking and she looked at the door and looked scared. She said there was a man standing there. I looked and there wasn't anything there." Dean explained.
"It's probably just the fever." John said, wanting to play it off as nothing.
"You sure?" Dean asked, worried about his baby sister.
"Yes." John nodded. Kara figured they were done so she pretended to wake up and sit herself up.
"Hey Kara, how you feeling?" Sam asked, walking over to her bed.
"Head still hurts." Kara answered.
"The doctors said your fever went up." John told her.
"When will it be better so I can go home?" Kara asked.
"A few days." John promised.
"I don't want to stay here." Kara complained.
"Well we just want to make sure you're okay." John said, concerned for his youngest.
"I am okay." Kara argued.
"Kara Nicole, don't argue with me." John said, silencing Kara who just pouted. Kara looked back at the door and jumped again. The same man was there.
"Dean." Kara said, pointing to the door again.
"Kara, what is it?" John asked.
"He's standing right there." Kara said, pointing to the door. Kara looked at her family like they were crazy. "How can you not see him?"
"There's nothing there sweetheart." John told her. Kara watched as he started walking away.
"No, dad, you can't let him leave." Kara said, jumping out of the bed and running past them out the door. She saw him starting down and entering another room. Kara took off at a run toward the room. When she got there, she tried to go in but her father held her back. Kara watched as the man's eyes extended out of his head and opened up and attached to the girls face.
"Daddy, he's gonna kill her." Kara said, trying to break free. The girl in the room started screaming and a few doctors rushed into the room. "Daddy." Kara said, trying to fight him off. The doctors all surrounded the girl but didn't see the man on top of her.
"Kara, there's nothing there." John tried to tell her.
"Daddy, you can't let him kill her." Kara said, crying. Kara felt a pain in her right arm and looked up. A doctor was standing there, pushing a needle into her arm. "Daddy?" Kara asked, turning to John.
"Just relax Kara." John told her. Kara eyes started closing as Kara passed out.
When Kara woke up again, she was back in her room. Dean and Sam were both sitting on the chairs beside her bed. It took a second for Kara to remember what happened. When she remembered about the girl and the man sitting on top of her, she moved to get out of the bed but Dean jumped up and kept her there.
"Dean, he's gonna kill her." Kara said, trying to get him off of her.
"Kara, the girl died." Dean told her. Kara stopped fighting him and looked up.
"Died?" Kara asked, not wanting to believe it. Dean just nodded.
"He killed her. We have to find him." Kara said, moving to get up again.
"Kara, there was no one in the room besides the doctor." Dean told her.
"No, he was in there. These things came out of his eyes and attached to her face." Kara argued. Sam and Dean just looked at her with sad expressions on their faces.
"Kara, the doctor said you might be a little off for the next few days. You hit your head hard on that rock." Sam told her.
"I know what I saw. He was old and gray. His face was wrinkly and he had a long nose and his bottom teeth were sticking out of his lip." Kara closed her eyes, trying to remember. "He had white hair that he kinda covered with a black hat and he had a long black jacket." Sam and Dean looked at each other before turning back to Kara.
"Maybe you should lay back down." Dean said, concerned.
"Dean, please." Kara said, looking up at him, her eyes pleading with him. Dean looked at her and could tell Dean was worried about her, thinking that she'd sustained a serious head injury.
"Just lay down Kara." Dean said, helping her lay back down. Kara allowed herself to be laid back down and soon she was back asleep.
The next day, Kara woke up to find John sitting beside her.
"Where are Dean and Sammy?" Kara asked, turning her head to look at him.
"They're resting at a motel. How are you feeling?" John asked.
"Better." Kara lied. Her head was still killing her and she really wanted to get up and find that demon that no one could see.
"See anything?" John asked.
"No." Kara shook her head.
"Good." John said, putting his hand on her forehead. "You're still burning up."
"Wonderful." Kara muttered. "Daddy, can I have some water?"
"Sure, I'll be right back." John kissed her forehead and left the room. Kara took advantage of the situation and jumped out of the bed. She looked around the room and saw her father's journal sitting in the chair he was just sitting in. She picked it up and snuck out of the room and headed in the opposite direction her dad took off in. She walked down a few more hallways before she stopped and turned into a closet. She sat in the corner, farthest away from the door and started looking through the book. She looked at all the pictures and skimmed pages but she didn't find anything that even resembled what she had seen. Halfway through her searching, she heard a someone over the intercom, telling everyone in the hospital to be on the lookout for a small blonde girl.
"Crap." Kara said, skimming faster. She saw people walking past the room and she was thankful no one walked in. She was toward the end of the book when the door burst open and her father was standing there.
"Kara Nicole Winchester, what the hell are you doing?" John asked, taking the book and tucking it away in his jacket before making Kara stand up.
"I know what I saw. There's something in here." Kara said as John led her back to the room. John didn't speak until they got back into the room. He put Kara back on the bed and put the blanket over her before finally speaking again.
"Kara, there's no demon in the hospital." John promised her. Kara just looked down, hating that no one believed her. "Kara, look at me." Kara looked up at him and saw the demon standing behind him in the corner of the room.
"Daddy, it's right there." Kara said, pointing to the corner of the room. Of course John still couldn't see it.
"Kara, there's nothing there." John said, "There is nothing supernatural in here." The demon started making it's way out of the room and Kara tried to get up, but John held her down.
"Daddy, it's gonna kill someone else. I can stop it. Please just let me go." Kara said, trying to fight him. A doctor came in a second later with a needle in his hand. "Daddy, I'm fine. Just let me go. Please."
"Kara, relax." John said as the doctor pushed the needle into her arm and injected her with something she didn't know. Soon she was asleep again.
The next day, Kara woke up to find just Sam sitting in the room. He was looking at her concerned.
"Kara, what's going on?" Sam asked.
"Sammy, I know you guys don't believe me but I swear there's something in this hospital." Kara tried to convince him.
"There's nothing in the hospital Kara." John said walking in. "I've got good news. I'll be able to sign you out tomorrow, you're fever's gone down a little, but it's still there."
"I can't leave." Kara told him.
"Kara Nicole." John said, using his stern voice, "There's nothing here. Now tomorrow we're heading back to Bobby's, you understand?" Kara just looked at him but didn't respond. "Kara."
"Yes." Kara sighed.
"Good." John said as Dean walked in. Kara spent the rest of the day watching t.v. with the three of them.
That night, both John and Sam left, leaving Dean on Kara watch. Kara had a plan forming in her head, since this was her last night at the hospital. She had to find whatever this thing was and kill it. She had spent most of the night thinking about it. The girl who she'd seen him kill had the life sucked out of her using the things that came out of his eyes. She figured if you slice them off, he'd die.
Next, Kara yawned and pretended to fall asleep. She waited as long as she dared before opening her eyes again and found Dean was asleep. Kara slipped out of bed and started for the door before she remembered that she needed something to kill the thing. She snuck over to Dean and checked his pockets and didn't find anything. Sighing in frustration, Kara checked his ankles, knowing that he sometimes hid knives there. Kara smiled when she found a long knife tucked into it's sheath on his ankle. Kara took it out and hid it in her sling before slipping out of the room.
It was around midnight so there weren't many people around. Kara looked around, trying to find the demon.
"Come on freaky, where are you." Kara muttered to herself, slipping past a few nurses that were talking to themselves. Kara turned a corner and saw it leaving a room and turn to her before heading through another door. Kara ran to the door he had gone through which led to the basement. "You would." Kara muttered angrily as she quietly opened the door and slipped down the stairs. When she reached the bottom, she looked around, wondering which way it went. Finally reaching a decision, she took off to the right and started running.
Back in the hospital room, Dean was fast asleep in the chair. He kept seeing Kara ten feet below him, laying on her left arm at an awkward angle and her head lying on the rock.
He felt as though someone was searching his pockets. He tried to wake up but couldn't take his eyes off of Kara's lifeless body. He moved over to the ledge and slid down the side, quickly kneeling at Kara's side. He felt someone moving his jeans around his ankles but all he could focus on was Kara.
When Dean finally woke up, he saw that Kara wasn't in her bed.
"Damnit." Dean said. Then he remembered the feeling that someone was checking his pockets. Everything was there. He moved to his ankle and found the sheath that had contained his knife was empty. "Son of a bitch." Dean muttered, running toward the door. He didn't know which way she went. He looked around and finally reaching a decision he ran left. He came up to a nurse's station and they paid no notice to him as he ran past. He turned a corner and saw a door closing slowly. Dean walked over to it and groaned.
"Kara Nicole Winchester." Dean muttered, opening the door slowly and walked down the stairs. He reached the bottom and didn't know which way to go. "Come on Dean, left or right, pick one." Dean looked in both directions before taking off to the right.
Kara had been walking down the corridor for ten minutes, not sure where to go when she felt something push her into a room opening where there were a bunch of pipes lying around. Kara looked up and saw the man in the black robe starting for her. Kara got up as fast as she could and tried to cut him but she didn't get close enough. The demon just hit her, sending her to the ground. Kara started to back away as best as she could when she saw Dean almost pass the room she was in.
"Kara, what the hell.." Dean stopped when he noticed Kara's frightened expression. "Kara." Dean said, walking toward her.
"Dean, he's right here." Kara said, scrambling to her feet, the knife still in her hand.
"Kara, there's nothing there." Dean said, slowly making his way over to his sister, not sure what was wrong with her, hoping the damage done to her head wasn't that bad. All he saw was Kara hold out the knife and try to slice through air. "Kara, it's just me." Kara shook her head.
"Dean, he's right in front of you." Kara said, trying to slice the demon who just took her arm and through her to the other side of the room.
"Kara." Dean yelled, running over to her. He looked down at her and then over where she had been. "How?"
"That thing." Kara said, pointing to the demon but all Dean saw was her pointing to nothing.
"How do you plan on killing it?" Dean asked.
"I'll let you know." Kara said, making her way to her feet and starting for it. She managed to hit it but it just sent her to the ground and pinned her down.
"Kara, what's the matter?" Dean asked, kneeling beside her, not sure what was going on.
"I can't get him off." Kara said, struggling as the demon's eyes came out of it's head and headed for her face. "Dean, where's the knife?"
"Right here." Dean said, slipping it into her right hand. Kara took hold of it firmly and sliced the eyes off. The demon made a screech that Kara was sure Dean heard too. Kara pushed the demon to the side and it just rolled off of her, dead. Dean stood up and immediately helped Kara up.
"So what just happened?" Dean asked.
"I don't know." Kara answered truthfully.
"We should probably get you back to your room." Dean said, looking at his watch. It was nearly one.
"Yeah, probably. Here." Kara said, handing Dean the knife back. Dean tucked it back into it's place before wrapping his arm around Kara's shoulders and leading her back up the stairs and to her room. Kara crawled back into bed and fell asleep quickly.
When Kara awoke, John was sitting beside her, Dean was in a nearby chair and Sam sat next to him.
"How are you feeling sweetie?" John asked, putting his hand on her forehead.
"One hundred and fifty percent better." Kara said, smiling weakly.
"Good, we'll have you out in less than an hour." John said before leaving. Sam followed after him, saying something about wanting something from a vending machine. Dean walked over to Kara's bed and sat down on it, facing her.
"Did you tell him?" Kara asked.
"I don't think it's a good idea." Dean said, "At least until we find out what it was." Dean said, noticing the hurt expression on her face.
"Alright. When we get back to Bobby's, we'll raid his books. I mean, it's not like I'm gonna be training any time soon." Kara said, lifting her left arm that was still in the sling.
"Yeah, guess you're right." Dean nodded. "I promise we'll find it and when we do, we'll tell dad." Dean kissed her forehead as John walked in.
"Lets go kiddo." John said, smiling. He brought in her bag of clothes and let her change into normal clothes before they left the hospital and the dead unknown demon behind.
When Kara and Dean got back to Bobby's, they spent most of their time in their bedroom, looking through all the books they could get their hands on. When John asked what they were doing, Dean just said that since Kara couldn't train, he wanted to teach her about all the different things. John seemed to buy the excuse and left them to their work.
A week later as Kara and Dean were looking through books, Kara nearly dropped the one she was holding. She pointed to the cover.
"What?" Dean asked.
"That's him." Kara said, pointing to the cover. He opened it and flipped to a page of a better sketch.
"Now that's an ugly son of a bitch." Dean said, mostly to himself. "It says it name is Der Kindestod. The name means Child Death." Dean said, looking up.
"Okay, now can we tell dad?" Kara asked, jumping off her bed.
"I'm not sure." Dean said.
"Dean, you didn't see the way he looked at me when only I could see it and when I told him it was killing the girl. He thought I was out of my mind. I want to prove that I wasn't." Kara said, looking up at him pleading.
"Alright, lets go." Dean said, picking up the book and following her down the stairs. They found John sitting at the kitchen table with Sam and Bobby.
"Dad, we have to show you something." Kara said, her voice strong and confident.
"What is it?" John asked.
"The thing in the hospital." Kara started. John just sighed.
"Kara, there was nothing." John started. Kara just took the book from Dean and threw it on the table in front of him.
"It's name is Der Kindestod." Kara said, watching him reach for the book. "It means child death. It feeds off children by sucking the life out of them. Afterwards, it looks like they died because they were sick. That's what happened to those two kids." Kara said, her voice positive and strong. John looked through the book before looking up at her.
"There really was something." John said, mostly to himself. "Kara, I'm sorry I didn't believe you." John said, standing up and walking over to her, hugging her. He pulled back and started for the door. "We have to go back. We have to kill it."
"Taken care of." Kara said, turning to look at him.
"What?" He looked between Kara and Dean who wore identical expressions. "You killed this thing without talking to me?" John asked, raising his voice.
"You didn't believe me and I couldn't let that thing kill any one else." Kara told him.
"Are you sure it's dead?" John said after a moment of silence.
"Positive." Kara nodded.
"Alright, then that's taken care of, how about we have dinner." John said, walking back to the kitchen. Kara and Dean both nodded, starving since they spent almost every moment looking through the books upstairs.