That day was spent catching up with the boys. They told me stories of their hunts since Sam left and what they have seen. Dean told stories of hunting with John and what he had faced. They had both been through so much in so little time. Then they asked about me. I froze when the asked, what if they thought I was crazy.

" Anyways we have talked for like hours so now your turn." Dean said turning to me with his second beer in his hand. " What has Clara Walsh been up to?" He asked.

" You were one year away from graduation." Sam pointed out. " Wanted to be a legal clerk for the mayor..." Sam remembered one of my ideas.

" Well that was almost a year ago." I said. " I graduated a few months ago... and applied to the FBI academy." I smiled

Both their jaws fell. " Seriously?" They both asked.

" I'm smart, and I have better training then half of those students." I said.

" A fed?" Sam questioned.

" Why not?" I asked. " Still get to help people.. but with less ghosts and man-eating dogs." I smiled crossing my legs on the couch between them.

" Dude we finally get a break." Dean laughed.

" A break?" I asked.

" Me and Dean may have been arrested a few times since we last saw you..." Sam looked down. I sighed and rolled my eyes. " To be fair it's not our fault we were just saving lives." he said taking a drink of his third beer.

" Well if I do ever become an FBI agent I will do my best to hide the Winchester rap sheet." I smiled. Then they both got up. "Where you going?" I asked.

" We just drove twelve hours straight. I don't know about you but I need my four hours." Dean smiled as Sam walked up the stairs first. They both smiled at me. " See you in the morning?" He asked me as he stopped at the bottom.

" Of course." I smiled as he and Sam walked up the stairs and disappeared into different rooms. I sat back in the couch as Bobby sat next to me.

I guess I was smiling to much because he just looked at me and shook his head. " Seriously?" he asked.

"What?" I laughed.

" You have always ben a sucker for those two." he rolled his eyes and got up and went to his own room for the night. I stayed on the couch for a few minutes before deciding to take a shower. I walked into my room quietly and showered as quickly as I could. I towel dried my hair and it was still damp when I went to go lay down. My head had just reached the pillow when I heard " NO!" Sam had called out. I sat up quickly and just as I made it to the door he yelled again. I went to his door.

"Don't wake him. All you'll get is a punch to the face." Dean said suddenly. I jumped when i heard his voice. He was standing at his door with his jeans on but no shirt. I swallowed hard when I noticed his sculpted arms and shoulders and just about flat stomach but still some (adorable) fat on the sides.

" Well you can't just let him yell out." I said opening the door to find Sam on the ground still asleep but shaking. "Sam!" I yelled out and shook him rapidly. He jumped and instead of a punch it was one of his legs and he kicked me right in the side and i fell back. I coughed out a bit of air. " jesus Sam." I said.

" Oh god. Clara!" he said waking up and rushing over to me. " Are you okay?" he asked.

" Told ya so." Dean said from just outside the room.

" I'm fine..." I looked at Sam. " Didn't kick me that hard." I smiled. " You okay?" I asked. He nodded. "Really? That's why you're calling out in your sleep in fear?" I asked.

" Just a dream." He said.

" reoccurring dream?" I asked.

" More like a nightmare." he sighed as we both sat on his bed. I saw Dean disappear after he saw me get up. "Every os often." He sighed rubbing his hands on his temples.

" About what?"

" Jessica, Dad and Dean... but this time you were there to." He sighed. I sighed to when he looked at me with big teary eyes. "I miss her Clara." he said and as a tear fell he placed his head on my shoulders. He let a few tears fall as I softened his hair and took a deep breath with him.

" Me to Sam... me to." I sighed and placed my head on his. I sat with him for a while. I lost track of time while we were talking. " You know I never would have met her if she never started jogging." I smiled as we sat cross-legged on his like teenagers telling secrets.

Sam laughed. " She never stopped after that. Every night." Sam rolled his eyes. " The crazy thing is that we were dating for months before she decided to "introduced" us.. and never in a million years would I have guessed." he smiled at me.

" Well I am glad she found you." I smiled placing a hand on his. He sighed. " It really is going to be okay Sam." I smiled.

" God I hope so." he smiled at me. " thanks Clara." he smiled.

" For what?" I asked.

" Staying and talking to me. I know leaving you in the street was a shitty thing and those things I said the night you were..." he paused looking up at me as his eyes traced the scar above my eye. " Just thanks for being someone I, we can call." He said sliding over and hugging me.

" You're family Sam. The only Family I got. You can call anytime, day, night, I don't care. Just as long as you call." I smiled as I hugged him tightly. " Just no more disappearing acts please?" I asked.

" Never again." He nodded as I stood and walked to the door. I nodded back to him as I closed the door.

I made my way back to my room and forgot I didn't turn the light off. I walked in and toward the bathroom where the switch was. I flicked it as I went into the bathroom to change. Shorts and a tank top is what was best to sleep in. My nightmares had been getting worse and I woke up in a sweat. I brushed my hair, it was still a bit damp so I push collected it to the side and let it fall on the left side. I sighed as I looked in the mirror at that awful scar. I was starting to remember what happened that night through my dreams but I never told anyone. It was awful what happened but I needed to get over it.

I shook my head and walked out in the dark. I stood at the door and looked around. It was dark but I knew someone was in my room. The moon shone a bit of light but not enough for me to see. " Hiding in the dark? Nice." I sighed as I flicked the light on.

"hey! I was trying to sleep." Dean said sitting up on my bed. He was sleeping up the light made him jump. " And i wasn't hiding..." he rubbed his eyes.

" And why are you sleeping in my bed?" I asked.

" I didn't mean to.. I waiting for you to come back from Sam's room... for like an hour now. Clara you walked past me when you walked in... did you not see me laying here?" he laughed at me.

" Guess not." I sighed turning the light back off and walking over to me bed. I was tired and needed to sleep. I pushed the blankets down and over myself. Dean had already managed to get under as well. Sad thing was he found his way into a shirt. I mentally smacked myself for thinking that. " So why were you waiting for me?" I asked with a sigh as I turned to face him ad I laid down. My eyes were closing but I still listened.

" I don't remember." he said. My eyes opened as he said this. His eyes were slowly closing as he answered.

" Fine.. then question?" I asked. He grunted for me to ask. " Why are you and Sam here?" I asked.

" Don't act like you don't want us here." he laughed.

" Shut up you know what I meant. And when the hell did John give you the Impala?" I asked. " I thought he loved that car." I said.

" That was before he took off." He said. "One day just hands me the keys. Tells me not to scratch it and then goes off on a hunt." He said. " That was about 7 months ago." Dean sighed.

" he just up and left?" I asked and he nodded. My eyes couldn't close after I heard that. " No word from him at all?" I asked.

" Nope. Not even when I was..." he paused and cleared his throat. " Nope." he changed his answer.

" Not even when you were what Dean?" I asked in no joking mood. He said nothing. " Dean... when you were what?"

He sighed and rolled into his back. When he did I pushed onto my elbows and looked down at him. " Not even when I was in the hospital. Sam must had called like a hundred times." Dean shrugged. " no big deal."

" And how did you end up in the hospital?" I asked slightly worried.

" Oh it was nothing." He lied.

"Liar. You say it's nothing but it is..." I trailed off.

" Just a mild.. heart condition." He mumbled.

" Heart condition?" I sounded panicked. " How?" I asked.

" Just one a hunt and got electrocuted." He shrugged.

" How the hell did you manage to do that?" I asked.

He laughed. "To be honest I don't remember." I rolled my eyes. " You almost sounded worried there." He said looking over at me as I laid back on my side.

" Don't flatter yourself. I was just making sure you didn't do something stupid to stay alive." I said and he sighed looking back up. " And let me guess you did."

" Well Sam wanted me to see this healer." I laughed when he said that but he shot me an evil look so I covered my mouth. " Seemed real at the time but after three people died every time this guy healed someone... including me. Turns out nothing but a reaper."

" Well at least you saved people." I smiled and he rolled his eyes. " Hey do me a favor.. don't make me come visit you at a hospital.. please I hate those places." I said.

"Why?" He asked.

"No reason." I said shutting my eyes. As I did I pushed my hair over my scar but it was to late he saw that.

Dean literally put his hands over my eyes and opened each of them with a push of his finger. My eyes were wide as he stared at me. " Liar." He mocked me. I smacked his hands away from my face. " Last time I checked you didn't have that." He said as he pushed my hair back and pointed to the scar. " What happened? Vamp, Demon?" he asked.

I laughed. " Human." I blinked slowly. He looked confused like he had never heard of such monster. " Just your run of the mill, human being." I shrugged. His eyes softened with worry. " not everything is supernatural Dean..." I said.

" What happened?" he asked looking down at me as he lay on his back.

" Ironic thing was that night was really awesome." I said looking up at him. " Imagine my surprise when I walk into a double date with my best friend and find out the guy she had dated for like five months was Sam." I laughed. He smirked a bit. " Anyways afterwards me and Sam were walking and catching up..."

" Wait why didn't Sam stop it?" He asked.

" Can I finish the story?" I asked. He nodded. " like I was saying we were catching up until I said something stupid and he walked off. I was walking home when I was pulled from behind." I shrugged.

" Clara I have seen you fight..." he started to say.

" Well the knife to my neck kinda made me helpless seeing as this guy was at least three times bigger, and he moved quickly." I said. " But don't worry I kicked his ass... but not before he could do some damage." I looked away from him.

" What kind of damage?" he asked.

" A few broken ribs, black eyes and lovely knife wounds." I smiled. " But I broke his nose, arms, fractured his rib cage and his leg before he tried to..." I trailed off. " Tried to kill me." I finished.

" wow...damn. I'm sorry." he said.

" Not your fault." I smiled. "Plus you should have heard the guy scream.. sounded like a girl." I said with a smile and we both laughed. "are men always so grabby?" I asked and his laugh stopped.

" What?" he asked looking at me with wide eyes.

" Nothing." I smiled as my eyes closed a bit. I didn't even mean to say that.

" Clara." he said softly. I hummed for hims to say more but my eyes were closed and could feel myself falling asleep. I felt the bed move a bit and I could tell he had laid down and turned toward me as he sighed. "Goodnight." He said.

I smiled my eyes still closed. " Goodnight Dean." I said softly as I fell asleep.