Here are the last two chapters...

Amy fell asleep in Dean's arms on the way to her house. Her head rested on his shoulder and her hand was fisted in his blue flannel shirt. She was still wearing his jacket and he could feel her breathing on his neck. He smiled while running his fingers through her long curly hair. The smell of it reminded him of his mom. He closed his eyes and what seemed like mere seconds later the car rolled to a stop and Sam was getting out. Dean opened his eyes and shifted in his seat to get out, trying his best not to wake her.

Sam rang the doorbell while Dean was still holding Amy to his chest. Amy's mother came to the front door and opened it.

"Can I help-" she began before she really even saw who was standing before her. She spotted Amy and let out a cry of joy and relief. Mrs. Leep let them in and she took her little girl from Dean's arms.

"Oh my God!! You found my baby. Amy, oh Amy you're ok. Thank God!," she said tears streaming down her face. Amy opened her eyes and realized where she was.

"Mommy!," she exclaimed as she wrapped her arms around her mother's neck. David came down the stairs after hearing all the noise.

"David! I missed you," Amy said to him as he reached the landing. She pulled away from her mother who placed her on the floor but had never completely let go of her. David bent down and wrapped his arms around his little sister.

"You okay kid?," he asked kneeling down before her.

"Yeah, I'm okay. Mr. Dean and Mr. Sam saved me" she said turning around to look up at them. "And guess what?"

"What?," Mrs. Leep and David said in unison.

"Mr. Dean knows daddy's song. He sang it with me."

Dean made a sideways glance at Sam signally it was time to go. Reason being one that Mrs. Leep now knew their real first names and two he didn't want Sam to know he'd been singing with Amy. Especially given the song.

"Well, we'd better be going," Dean said as Sam nodded in agreement.

They turned to make for the door but someone tugging on Dean's sleeve made them pause. Dean looked down to see David standing there with tears in his eyes. Then he suddenly wrapped his arms around Dean and then around Sam. He never said a word. He just took one last glance in their direction and then turned to Amy.

"Come on, Sis. I'll tuck you in."

"And read me a story?," she asked excitedly.

"As many as you want," he replied as they headed up the stairs. Amy turned to wave goodbye at her rescuers and even blew a kiss to Dean. He smiled as he caught it in midair.

Once again they turned and went for the door. The brothers made it onto the porch but were stopped by Mrs. Leep.

"Wait," she said. They turned. "I want to thank the both of you. I don't know who you are, you might be guardian angels for all I know but you saved my little girl. And by the looks of you," she said looking intently at Sam and his wounds, "my son wasn't that far off with the whole werewolf thing, was he?"

"No mame, he wasn't," Dean said. The tears that were threatening to spill over her eyelashes broke free and streamed down her face. She didn't want to believe it but she had a feeling all along that David had been right. She was just thankful that these two strangers were there to help, whoever they were. The boys looked at her for a moment, like they had looked at so many parents and other grateful relatives of the other victims they'd saved over time.

Finally Dean said, "Tell David and Amy to stick together. They'll be glad they did."

She smiled and nodded. Then Dean turned and started back down the path leading to his car. Sam followed him.

Continued in ch. 13...