Author's Note: Sorry for the wait.

"What the hell's going on?" Uncle Dean said angry.

I pointed and he looked. "Oh." He said.

"Olivia, what the hell do you think your doing?" Dad asked shocked.

"It's called making out." She said.

"Here in the cabin. With him."

"I can see him if I want to." She said.

"Yes. You can see him but not here."

"Why not?"

"You know why!" Dad yelled.

"Uncle Dean it's not what you think." She said.

"Oh?" He said.

"Jason." She said.

"I'm a hunter." Jason said.

"A hunter?" I asked shocked.

"He hunts demons like us." She said.

"Why didn't you say that in the first place?" I said.

"Because you already decided that he wasn't good." She said.

"Well it's great that your a hunter." Uncle Dean said. "But you better get your ass out of here before I shoot it."

"I'll see you in school." Jason said kissing her.

We all cleared are throats. "Be safe." She said as he climbed out the window.

"Okay so what's his story?" I asked.

"The Demon killed his mother when he was 6 months old."

"Not again." Uncle Dean groaned.

"He just wants to help people."

"Can he do that without making out with you in your room?" I asked.

"Okay. It's fine that he's a hunter but your grounded." Dad said.

"I am not!"

"Yes you are. You did something behind our back and now you have to pay for it."

"Fine. I'll just be the good little girl that does her homework and stays home on weekends to hunt. This family sucks!" She yelled slamming her door shut.

"That went well." Uncle Dean said.

ooooooo

"Ethan, get your sister up." Dad said.

I went in her room. "Time to get up. We have to run."

"I'm not running."

"Olivia, you know we have to do this."

"I don't want this. I hate training and fighting I just want it to be like it was before my dad died."

"I understand. Sometime's I wonder what my life would be like if my mom was still alive. I know she died giving birth to me but I don't feel like it's my fault and neither should you."

"I was there. I could have done something."

"Then you'd be dead right now. I never knew your dad but I think he'd want you to be alive and be happy."

"That's exactly what he said before he died. But it's still hard."

"I know. We just have to do what are parents would want us to do. Live even though it's hard."

She smiled. "I didn't know that you had this soft spot." She said joking.

"Don't tell anyone. I'll never hear the end of it."