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Here is chapter twelve!

When Ana finally woke up the next day she was thrilled and a little surprised that no one had woken her up already. She reached out for her phone that sat on her nightstand and hit a button to bring the screen to life. It was only nine in the morning. Pulling herself out of bed she dug around in her drawers for clean clothes, which there wasn't much left of. Initially the plan had been to be gone maybe a week or so, but now knowing that she was going to be there for much longer she needed more clothes… and to call her aunt. Crap. Heather! She groaned and slammed a drawer shut as she thought about her aunt who wouldn't be happy that her niece and only family would be staying away for so long.

She pushed the upsetting thoughts out of her head as she left her room, there would be time to deal with that after a shower and some coffee. Just as she reached her hand out to open the bathroom door it opened from the other side and steam quickly wafted into the hall. Standing there in front of her was Connor, still partially wet from his shower and wearing nothing but a towel around his waist.

"Oh, Ana, good morning." he greeted with a bright smile. "I didn't expect you to be up for a while longer."

Her eyes trailed down his defined chest and stopped when they hit the towel. Quickly looking back to his eyes she raised an eyebrow, shrugging slightly, "Woke up and couldn't go back to sleep." she explained, "Figured I might as well get up and get on with my day."

"Well I guess I'll get out of your way." he stepped around her and into the hallway, "We're going to start working today, better take your time this morning because once we start I'm not one to give breaks."

It was at that exact moment that Dean walked down that part of the hallway. He scowled when he saw Connor basically naked talking to his daughter, "Go put on some clothes!" he ordered, "If you're going to stay here then you need to have clothes on at all times."

The male witch merely smiled, "Yes sir." he said before turning around and walking toward the room he had claimed the night before, which was close to Sam's. The man had made it clear that Connor wouldn't be sleeping anywhere near Ana's room.

"You didn't… do anything with him, did you?" Dean asked when he was standing next to Ana.

She shook her head, red hair whipping back and forth. "First of all, I'm obviously still clothed and dry, so nothing happened just now." she paused looking up at him, "And even if I did it would be none of your business."

"The hell it's not. You're staying with me, which makes it my business." He told her, sternly, "What about yesterday before the big demon showdown? Cas told me what happened in the kitchen."

"Seriously?" She rolled her eyes at him, "Dad, he was standing behind me grabbing a bottle of water out of the fridge. I've known the guy all of what? A day? I'm not going to jump him because he thinks he's the world's gift to women. Unlike the women you go after, that kind of act doesn't work on me."

Dean frowned, "Hey! I don't… okay maybe I do, but we're not talking about me right now." he crossed his arms over his chest, demeanor shifting from protective to slightly awkward, "But that does bring up something else we need to talk about."

His quick mood change along with his words confused her, "We really don't need to talk about your conquests in the bedroom."

"What?" He paused, realizing what she thought he wanted to talk about, "No, not that. About this whole… 'dad' thing." he watched her carefully as he broached the subject.

"Oh," she paused, cheeks blushing slightly, "I'm sorry. I'll stop calling you that." It shouldn't have come as a surprise to her that he didn't want to be called that. She should have known that the title would have made someone like Dean Winchester uncomfortable, but the lost little girl inside of her, the one that had wanted nothing but her dad for the longest time, cringed.

"No, Ana, it's not that. I just…" he had never been good with stuff like this and voicing what was on his mind was becoming more difficult than he had planned, "If you want to call me dad that's fine, just no more attitude with it… and no more 'Dean'. It's up to you, I just… I guess I wanted you to know it's okay if that's what you want."

It took her a moment to process what he was saying. She hadn't upset him or made things awkward, well, no more awkward than the conversation they were having. "You don't mind?" was the only thing she could think of to say.

He shook his head, giving her a soft smile, "No, I don't mind. Just think about it, alright? Why don't you shower and then meet us in the kitchen? I'm actually cooking today."

"I get an actual meal? Something that didn't come out of a box or a drive thru window?" she questioned, feigning shock.

With a small laugh he nodded, "Yeah, I figured we successfully took down the first supernatural being that's going to be coming after you, might as well celebrate."

The first… His words made her pause, "You think there will be more than one?"

Dean unfolded his arms to rest a hand on her shoulder, "Ana you're a Winchester and a witch. I'm assuming those two things paired together are going to make you a target more than once, but you'll be prepared for it if it happens again. You'll get control of your power, Sam and I will teach you some hunting stuff, and you'll be able to take down anything that comes your way." he assured her.

All she could do was nod. She honestly hadn't thought about something else coming after her. What little time she did have to think about it, she just assumed that she would learn whatever Connor could teach her and then stick around to help out with their hunts, or go to school, or both. Being attacked again wasn't something that had crossed her mind.

"You won't be alone in this, Ana. You will always have us." he added before placing a soft kiss on her forehead and turning to head toward the kitchen. Dean had thought about his daughter a lot in the eighteen years since he'd left her mother to raise her alone. He had always wondered what she looked like, how smart she was, what her favorite hobbies were. Never in all of those thoughts did he think that he would ever meet the little girl he had a hand in creating, but now, he couldn't imagine what his life would have been like if he hadn't.

The love that he had for her since the moment he found out only grew the longer they were together. It was the simple things that caught him off guard; how much she looked like her mother at that age yet the small resemblances she had that were all from him, the attitude that was all Winchester, and then that anger that could explode like a firecracker. She wasn't anything like he had ever expected… she was better. The little girl he had always imagined grew up to be a strong young woman, one he was more than proud of, and when she called him 'dad' it made his chest tighten with love and pride.

Ana watched as her father retreated down the hallway, thankful that she had someone as strong as him to help her through the craziness that her life was turning into. Moving into the bathroom, she closed the door behind her and hoped that Connor hadn't used all of the hot water.

-A-

As she entered the kitchen she noticed that she walked in on what seemed to be a very heated conversation between Dean and Connor. "But the threat is gone! She can't learn everything she needs to wholed up down here." Connor brushed a hand through his black hair, clearly agitated.

"I understand that there are things she can't learn down here! What I don't understand is why you think you need to take her three states away for her to do so!" Dean argued back as he grabbed plates out of the cabinet.

Ana cleared her throat as she walked further into the room, looking over to her uncle who was just standing in the corner with a semi-amused look on his face, "Mind filling me in on what this is all about? Since I'm assuming the she you are referring to is me."

Connor turned around on his hair to look at her, "I was trying to explain to Dean that once we get a little further along in your training that it would be wise that I take you to Louisiana for a while. There is a coven there that I've been a part of for years, I think teaching you group magic is just as important as knowing how to do it on your own."

"And you don't think that it's a good idea?" She questioned as she turned her focus to her father, giving him his turn to explain the argument.

"No, I don't." Dean walked over to her, "I don't like the idea of you being that far away from here. Add that on top of the fact that he wants to take you to a freaking coven of witches."

Ana raised an eyebrow at him, "Dad, I'm a witch."

Dean shook his head at her, "Of course I know that, but it's other witches I'm worried about."

"The witches in my coven aren't bad." Connor pointed out.

"I haven't even completely vetted you yet so I'm not going to trust a group of witches I've never met before with the care of my freaking daughter!" He told Connor over his shoulder before turning his attention back to Ana, "This isn't going to happen."

Ana patted him on the shoulder, "Why don't we talk about this more when the time comes? It will probably be a while before I'm ready to do anything with a group, so right now let's just focus on what I need to do now. Deal?" she questioned the two angry men, looking between them both before nodding. "Deal. So how about some breakfast."

Dean frowned at her before moving around the kitchen to grab the food he'd finished making before she'd come in. Sam walked but behind her, a knowing smile on his face, "Think he'll realize what you just did?"

Holding back a laugh, she watched her father, waiting for it to hit, "Three… two…"

"Did you just Jedi mind trick me?!" Dean basically yelled from across the room.

Ana and Sam both began to laugh, even Connor chuckled a little. "No, I didn't Jedi mind trick you." she spoke between laughs, "Simple redirection. A trick I learned from watching mothers of my friends. I never thought it would actually work that well."

Dean glared at her, "Don't do it again." he warned before continuing to set plates of food on the center island. "Alright, there's too much to fit on the table and give us room to eat so you'll have to fill your plates then sit down."

Looking over all of the food on the counter Ana shook her head as she grabbed a plate, "Was there really a need to make both pancakes and waffles… bacon and sausage?" she questioned, each coupling being close enough to the same thing to her. "Looks like there's enough food to feed an army."

"Or just Dean." Sam joked with a grin as he began to fill up his plate.

Dean walked over to her, "Celebratory breakfast. Don't question it, just be thankful." he instructed as he elbowed her arm playfully.

She gave him a thankful smile and went about putting food on her plate. It was quiet for a while when they all finally sat down, everyone too focused on the delicious food in front of them and the three Winchesters relaxing in the thought that there was no longer a bounty on Ana's head. The girl looked across the table at her father, seeming to consider something as she took a drink of coffee, "So I need to call Heather and let her know I won't be coming home for a while." she spoke her thoughts.

The look that crossed Dean's face showed that he understood how unpleasant that conversation would be, "Good luck with that."

"Not the response I was looking for." She grumbled, frowning at him, "I was actually thinking that sometime soon we could maybe take a trip up there? I would like to get some more of my things out of the house. There's really no telling how long I'm going to be here, might as well make myself at home." she pointed out.

Connor sat listening to the conversation, an eyebrow raised as he tried to understand what they were talking about. He had thought that Ana must have been there a while, so why were her things somewhere else? It was something he'd ask her when they were alone later. "We really need to start on your training." he reminded her.

"I know." she assured him, "I was under the impression that until I have control over my power and we figure out a way to stop the overload thing that you would probably be going wherever I'm going." Dean grumbled at that and he received a glare from Ana for it, "Deal with it, dad. Unless you want me to explode or whatever, he has to stick around."

Sam cleared his throat, "I actually think I saw signs of a potential case near your hometown. We can make the trip up there, Dean and I can check out the case, and you can get whatever you want from your house."

"A case? Where?" Ana asked, slightly worried.

"Uhh.. a small town called Huntley. There's been a few too many animal attacks for it to be normal, even in Montana." Sam answered, thinking about to the information he had been looking at that morning.

She sighed, "Huntley's pretty close to the city I grew up in… They're calling it an animal attack?" Sam nodded, mouth too full of food to speak, "So are you thinking werewolf? The lunar cycle would be right, wouldn't it?"

Dean nodded, "Lunar cycle is right, but the reports didn't mention a missing heart."

"So not a werewolf." Ana concluded, werewolves always ate the hearts of their victims. "Was there any information on what the victims' bodies looked like after these 'animal attacks'?"

The brother's shared a look, they had already narrowed down to what they figured it was, but Dean gave Sam a look that said he could continue to entertain the teenager. "I haven't been able to get any photos yet, but one of the reports mentioned multiple bite marks and they were drained of blood."

"Oh, so vampires right? What's up with the multiple bite marks though? Isn't it kind of a one and done with vamps?" She raised an eyebrow, eyes glancing back and forth between the brothers.

Dean paused, wiping his mouth with a napkin as he considered how to handle the situation. He was aware that there was a snowball's chance in hell that he could keep Ana away from all of the hunting world, especially with her being a witch, but he still wasn't sure how much he wanted her to take on a hunter's lifestyle. "It is strange, most vamp victims have one bite. What do you think it could be?" She was a smart girl, he knew she could figure it out, and he decided letting her help with the non-physical part couldn't be too harmful.

Ana thought as she took a bite of her toast, considering different possibilities as she chewed. "Multiple vampires would make the most sense, they do normally form nests, but I don't see a old vamp taking down a human with help. From what I've seen in my visions about you two dealing with vampires they don't seem like the sharing types." she paused, "So new vamps? Multiple freshly turned and they're hunting together?"

Sam smiled, "That's our theory, but we won't know for sure until we go check it out."

"If they're killing in Huntly it won't take them long to move on to Billings, they're not that far apart and the population is quite a bit bigger." Ana informed them, not wanting to think about vampires terrorizing the place she grew up.

"We'll get there and take care of it before it gets much further." Sam assured her with a soft smile.

She nodded, having faith that they would handle it before it got too much worse, "When will we leave?"

"Soon. We'll clean this up and make sure we have everything we need then we'll hit the road." Dean answered, standing up with his empty plate, "You two kids can get to work on the kitchen." he added with a grin.

Ana rolled her eyes, "I don't mind cleaning, but please stop calling me 'kid'."

"Never going to happen." he told her, setting his plate in the sink. "Come on, Sammy, let's go get Baby ready to go."

Sam put his plate in the sink and followed his brother out of the kitchen. "So road trip with your family, that's going to be fun." Connor said as he stood up.

Ana laughed softly and stood up as well, making her way over to the sink so she could start washing dishes. "You can ride with me. We can talk witch stuff on the way there." she offered, turning on the water.

"They're not going to like us being alone in a car together." He pointed out, beginning to gather the rest of the dishes, "I don't know if you've noticed, but they don't trust me."

"Well they're going to have to get over that." she turned to look at him, letting the sink fill up, "Like I said when we first met, I somehow know that you're not going to hurt me and since I'm basically a ticking time bomb at this point, I need you around to make sure I don't combust." pausing, she sighed, "It's still building up, isn't it? The power or energy or whatever? Now that I know what it is I think I can feel it."

Connor nodded, walking over to her with a stack of dishes, "It's your power, your magic." he corrected her, "And, yes, it's still building up. We'll find a way to handle it, Ana. If we can't find a way to fix it then we'll find a way for you to manage it." he assured her.

Taking the dishes from his, she set them in the sink, "Okay." was her only response as she turned off the water and began to wash, "Why don't you wipe down the counters."

"On it." Connor told her with a grin and began to pull out drawers until he found one with clean washcloths in it. "So while we're cleaning, we can start talking about some of the basics of witchcraft. I think the more you know the easier it will be to help control what's going on."

She nodded, "Makes sense. Alright, Dumbledore, what's my first lesson?" He glared at her from across the room and grumbled about the Harry Potter reference. With a shake of his head he started wiping down counters and began talking about the magic within them, recapping on some of the things she had already read in the books about her family.

That's how they spent the next half hour, cleaning the kitchen and talking about magic. When they were done cleaning, Connor followed her to her bedroom so she could pack her things for the trip. "So there were witches in my family before Sarah Good?" she questioned, wanting to make sure she was understanding right.

"There were many witches before Sarah. The whole reason that she made the blood oath with my ancestor Steven is because our family lines both started in the same part of what is now Ireland. The first witches in our lines came from the same area, the link that is within our two families was in place long before Sarah Good was even born." Connor explained, watching as she gathered her things.

Ana nodded, taking in the information, "So both of our families are natural witches right? Where did that power come from to begin with? It doesn't just pop up out of no where, right?"

Connor moved to sit down in the chair at her desk, "Honestly we don't know. As far as I know neither of our families remember where the power came from, but families like ours are very rare, that's another reason why Sarah and Steven made the pact they did. Almost every witch you run in to nowadays was either given their power by a demon or has learned about it via other means and just learned enough to control magic." he sighed, "The coven that I'm a part of is very small, all of the other witches were taught by someone else to use magic, so it's different from what you and I can do, but it's still nice to be a part of a group. They're very positive and relaxing people."

"So if all of the other witches aren't natural, your family isn't a part of it?" She questioned, when he had brought it up earlier she had just assumed that his parents would be in the same coven.

The expression on his face shifted slightly, "I don't have contact with any of my family anymore." he told her, not meeting her eyes.

"Oh," she instantly felt bad for breaching the subject, "I'm sorry."

He smiled softly, "It's not your fault. It's more their loss than mine really…" he trailed off, before remembering one of the questions he had thought of while they were talking over breakfast, "When we first met, you said that your only living relative was your aunt. What happened to your mother?"

At first she didn't answer, she just zipped her duffle bag shut and then sat down on her bed to face him, "She… she died giving birth to me." she told him with a sad smile, "Heather, my aunt, raised me and I didn't think I had any other family until I found my dad and Sam." she told him.

"Oh, Ana, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have asked." His words were just above a whisper.

"You know… a week or so ago I would have broken down crying at the mere mention of it, but the night I met Sam he gave me some advice. It helped, it still hurts, but I won't let it make me miserable anymore." She told him, thinking about the vision she had that night as well.

"Ana, you ready to go?" Dean asked as he rounded the corner into her bedroom, pausing as he noticed that Connor was in there with her, "No boys in your room." he added, glaring at the witch in the chair.

Standing up Ana rolled her eyes, "We were talking, don't get your panties in a twist. Plus, I wouldn't leave my door open if we were having se-"

"Woah! You just stop that sentence right where it is." Dean interrupted, "Let's get going, we have a twelve hour car ride a head of us."

Suddenly a thought struck Ana, "I just realized that you probably have nothing with you." the words were directed at Connor.

He pushed in the chair and sent her a curious glance, "I am wearing clean clothes today." he pointed out, "After you went to bed last night I did a quick spell, went back to my apartment, grabbed some things and came back." he informed her.

She glanced over the jeans and white tee shirt, "So you just own multiples of the same outfit?" she raised an eyebrow, giving him an amused grin.

"Says the girl who lives with two men that wear a surplus of flannel." Connor countered, jerking a thumb towards Dean.

"Oh just shut up!" Dean looked between the two of them, "You need to pack a bag." he added to Connor before turning to leave.

Connor and Ana followed him out of the room, "I never unpacked so I'm ready to go." Dean simply nodded and led them toward the garage, making a quick stop at Connor's room so he could grab his bag.

When the three of them filed into the garage Sam was loading his bag into the trunk, "You guys ready?"

Ana nodded, "Yep, we're going to take my car." she said, walking toward her car. It was a run down 1990 Saab 900 with faded paint that at one time must have been red, but now was a strange orange color.

"No we're all going in Baby." Dean stepped in front of her, forcing her to stop walking.

"No, we" she gestured to herself and Connor, "are going to take my car so that when you're working the case I'm not left without transportation and can do something else other than sit around, waiting for you two to get back. That is, unless you planned on taking me on a vampire hunt?"

Dean crossed his arms over his chest, "We've talked about this, you're not going to be hunting."

Ana grinned, "Then I'm taking my own car. Pick your battles, dad. It's not like we won't be right behind you the whole time."

"Fine!" He looked over Ana's head to where Connor was standing behind her, "You try anything and I will find out, then I will do unspeakable things to you."

Moving around her dad, Ana ignored him and unlocked her car, "Let's go!" she yelled as she threw her bag in the back seat. "We gonna drive straight through?"

Sam shrugged, "We'll play it by ear, don't want you getting too tired and falling asleep at the wheel." he answered and sat down in the car.

"Sounds good. Lead the way." She told Dean as she got into her car, waiting as Connor threw his bag next to hers and got into the passenger seat. Waiting until Dean pulled out in front of her, she followed behind the Impala, hoping that the trip would go by fast.

-A-

About half way through the drive Dean pulled off of the road and up to a gas station. Within the six hours they had been driving together Ana and Connor had talked more about witchcraft and he taught her a couple of easy spells. They had also argued about how he thought she was driving like a crazy person, had a rather calm discussion about their tastes in music, and wagered on how much Dean brought up them driving in a separate car and how annoyed Sam was going to be when they finally stopped.

Parking next to the pump Ana turned off the engine and got out to fill up the gas tank while Connor went inside to get them drinks and snacks. Dean had parked the Impala at the pump in front of her, leaving Sam to deal with the fuel he walked over to where she stood by her car, "How's it going so far?" he asked.

"I'm getting kind of stiff driving, I think Connor is going to take the last leg of the trip." She answered, looking around her father to see her uncle leaning against the Impala with a frown on his face. "What's up with, Sam?"

Dean glanced over and shook his head, "Nothing, he's just being a little bitch!" he spoke the last part loud enough for his brother to hear.

"Shut up, jerk!" Sam called back, glaring at the back of Dean's head.

Ana laughed softly, "Are you driving him crazy complaining about me being in a separate car with a boy?" she raised her eyebrow.

"He's not just any boy, Ana. He's a freaking witch who we barely know." He pointed out, "I don't like that you're completely alone with him."

The pump clicked and she took the nozzle out of her car, "Dad, I know you don't trust him, but you trust me right? We barely know each other."

Dean frowned at her, "That's different. Sadly you inherited the Winchester gene that makes you incredibly up front about the type of person you are. Plus, knowing your mom and Heather, obviously I know you weren't raised to be evil."

"Nothing is going to happen." she poked him in the chest, "Just give him a chance, alright? I think he's going to be a lot of help with this magic stuff and outside of that he seems like a pretty nice guy."

"For all I know he's brainwashed you during the drive." Dean argued and slapped her hand away.

Connor walked up to the car with a smirk, catching Dean's words, "I wouldn't brainwash her, where's the fun in that?" he opened the passenger side door and threw the snacks inside, "If I was going to have a hidden evil agenda it would be much more creative than brainwashing."

Ana rolled her eyes, "You're not helping your case here."

"You're really, really not." Dean agreed, glaring at the witch from across the top of the car. "You make one wrong move driving with my daughter in the car and I will-"

"Do unspeakable things. Yeah, I get it." Connor rounded the back of the car and took the keys from Ana before looking at her father, "I'm not going to let anything happen to her, Dean. It's kind of part of my job to keep her alive and even if it wasn't I'd be just as careful."

Dean scowled and wondered if he could glare enough at the boy to scare him off. Sam came over, looking between the three of them before speaking, "So we ready to keep going?"

Ana nodded, "Yeah, might as well get there tonight so you guys can deal with the case tomorrow." she answered as she moved around to the other side of the car and got in. Moments later Connor was sitting down and adjusting the driver seat while Sam and Dean were getting into the Impala.

Once they were a ways down the highway she pushed back her seat as far as it would go, reclined the back a bit so she was stretched out and a little more comfortable, then pulled off her boots and kicked her feet up on the dash. "Make yourself comfortable, why don't you?" Connor glanced at her with an amused grin.

"It's my car, I'll do whatever I want." She stuck her tongue out at him, then turned her attention to the window and watched as every so often a car would pass them.

Connor simply nodded before remembering something, "There's a book in my bag that I brought you to read. It's all about herbs and their magical uses, might as well get some learning done while you're relaxing over there."

Ana grumbled and grabbed his bag, sifting through his clothes until she found the book. Opening it up, she began to read, trying to absorb as much information from the book as she could.

The last six or so hours of the drive were passed without much said between the two except for the odd question from Ana, but the music playing through the speakers the only sound most of the time. By the time they pulled up to a hotel it was just after midnight and Ana had been asleep for a few hours, the book having closed and dropped in her lap.

Connor parked her car next to the Impala and got out, walking over to Sam and Dean, "She's been out for a while." he told them, glancing over at the passenger side window where her head had fallen to rest against.

The brothers followed his gaze and they nodded, "I'll wake her up, why don't you two see if they have a room that will fit the four of us." Dean suggested, having talked to Sam earlier about how he would rather have the two witches in the same room as them so he could keep an eye on Connor.

He watched as Sam led Connor toward the lobby before walking over to Ana's car, opening the driver side door he placed a hand on her shoulder, shaking her softly, "Ana, we're here. Time to get up."

She grunted and pushed his hand away, "I'm fine here."

Dean laughed, "You're going to feel like crap tomorrow if you sleep all night in this tiny car. Come on, let's get you inside and into a real bed."

"Fine." she whined as she rolled her head to the side and glared at him. "What time is it?" she added the question with a yawn, sitting up and reaching for her boots.

"After midnight, we actually made pretty good time." he informed her as he caught sight of Sam and Connor headed back their way. "They have one?" he sent the question their way.

Sam shook his head as he walked toward the Impala to grab his bag, "No, but they had two adjoining rooms. That's going to have to work for now."

Dean frowned, it wasn't the ideal situation, but it was late and they had been in the car for so long that he just wanted to go to bed. "Fine. Dumbledore, you're rooming with Sam." he instructed as he moved to grab his own bag out of the trunk. Thankful that there didn't seem to be any arguments from anyone, he waited until Connor and Ana both had their bags before walking back toward the hotel.

They each went to their respective rooms, Sam and Dean unlocking the door that separated the rooms so they could easily get back and forth if they needed to. Ana threw her bag by the side of the bed closest to the window and threw herself down on the mattress. "How long do you think we'll be here?" she questioned, her voice muffled by the pillow her face was smushed against.

Dean shrugged and set his bag down before sitting down on his own bed, "At least a couple of days. We're going to want to make sure our theory is right and then it may take a while for us to find the nest."

Ana nodded slightly, "Makes sense." she stifled a yawn.

"Why don't you go change into something comfortable and go to sleep."

"Nope," she shook her head, "too much work. I'm fine like this."

Raising an eyebrow, he began to take off his boots, "Aren't you at least going to take off your coat or boots?"

In response she used the toe of her foot to pull off one boot and then did the same to the other. Rolling on to her back, she pulled her arms out of her coat and rolled back over, wiggling around until she was under the blankets. "Night, dad." she muttered, barely awake.

"Night, kid." After taking off his shoes and his jacket, he moved in to the bathroom to change into sweats and a tee shirt. He checked on Sam and Connor, both in the process of getting ready for bed themselves, before turning out the lights and climbing into his own bed, quickly falling asleep.

A/N (2): So I realize that this chapter is kind of slow, but the story will be picking up more in the next chapter. As always I would love reviews, good or bad! I'm still looking for Canon characters to bring in! I've got plot lines set up for a bunch of different characters to come in but I'm not sure which ones I want to make an appearance, so leave me a message or a quick review on who you'd like to see! Thanks for reading :)