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"Hey Bobby," Dean said into his cell phone. He laid out on the bed Mary used the night before, his head resting against the headboard. The room still smelled like her.

"Hey son. Everything okay?" Bobby's voice held a touch of concern.

"Yeah, we're okay. I, ugh, I just met your niece."

"So Mary was able to find you."

"Yeah, she did. Did she say why she was coming to find me?"

"She told me."

"Bobby, this is crazy. I mean, this can't be true."
"Well son, I haven't known Mary for as long as I've known you boys. But she isn't one to lie about things like this. If she met God and he asked her to do this, then I believe her. Not that I'm happy about it. Where does God get the right to give people as gifts?

"Beats me."

"Haven't we shown in history what a bad idea that is?" He paused for a moment. "Anyways, I've been training her since she came to me. She's good. Went with me last month to take out a nest of vamps and didn't even get a scratch. She reminds me a bit of your mom. Dean, will you do something for me?"

"Anything Bobby."

"Take care of her. She's all the family I have besides you boys." Dean had to swallow the lump in his throat as he heard the desperation in Bobby's voice.

"I will, Bobby." He quickly hung up the phone and blinked away the tears that were starting to form. Family was always an important part of his life and he was tired of losing the little he had left. He pushed off the bed and went to his room to grab his jacket and keys.

"I'm headed out," Dean called from the bottom of the stairs.

"Dean wait!" Sam called, walking quickly to his brother. "What did Bobby say?"

"To protect our family." He turned and went up the stairs quickly. "Find us a case," he yelled down before slipping through the door. He didn't see the smirk on his brother's face as he went back to get his computer.

Dean was in front of the Buckshot Inn faster than he anticipated. He parked but didn't get out of the car. Was he really going to accept this supposid gift? No, he was helping out family. She was more like a cousin or sister that he never met. A tiny voice said he knew there was more to his feelings that family love, which he quickly squashed. He was going to treat her as he did Jody or Sam. With his resolve set, he exited the car. FInding her room number, he took a breath and knocked.

"Dean," Mary breathed out, the sound going straight to his pants. "I wasn't sure you would actually come." The smell of vanilla and apples wafting through the air. He had to fight against the voice again.

"Honestly, I wasn't sure either. May I come in?" She moved back and let him into her room. Her single bed room had clothes and weapons covering the bed, small table, and lone chair. He saw her lever action shotgun, his lips twitching to a small smile.

"What can I do for you?" Mary asked after she shut the door. He turned to her, noticing she changed her shirt to a burgundy sweater.

"Uh, nothing actually. Listen, I talked to Bobby earlier. He's more of a father to me than my old man ever was. He asked that I, uh we, take care of you. I can't accept Chuck's, or your offer. But you're family and we stick together. So, I'm asking if you would come stay with us in the bunker." The smile on Mary's face was his only warning before she launched herself into his arms. Instinctually, he wrapped his arms around her back, breathing in her apple and vanilla scent.

"Thank you! You have no idea what this means to me." She let go but didn't step out of his space. "I understand about the offer and I appreciate you taking me in. I promise I'll help out as much as I can and I'd love to go out on a case with you guys."

"Bobby said you're good."

"Oh, that's just my uncle boasting about my mediocre skills." She turned to start putting her things into her duffle bag and suitcase.

"You any good with that?" Dean asked, pointing to the shotgun.

"Well, I'm no doctor with it, but I can point and shoot." He smiled and watched her collect her clothes and toiletries to throw in her suitcase, her guns and ammunition in the duffle bag. She was ready to leave after ten minutes.

"Do you have a car?"

"Yeah, it's parked outside." She flashed him the keys and he led her out of the room. Once she checked out, they loaded her small Mazda Protege. She followed the Impala back to the bunker and he had her park in the garage. She took her suitcase from the back seat but left her guns.

"By the way, I never thanked you for breakfast. It's not everyday that we have a home cooked meal that I didn't cook." He pushed open the door to lead her back to the room she used the night before.

"It's not a problem. I like to cook, well, bake really. I can cook as long as I have a recipe." Dean pushed open her door to let her in. Mary rolled her suitcase into the room and threw it on the bed.

"Well, I'll let you get settled and you can join us when you want." She nodded and began unpacking. Dean left the door open and went to the library to find Sam and Cas. He found them engrossed in their computers as they looked for a case.

"So, did you go back for her?" Sam asked, his eyes still on the screen.

"Yes, she's getting settled." Cas snapped up to look at Dean.

"She's here?" Dean furrowed his brows.

"Yeah, why?"

"This girl comes out of nowhere with a pretty far-fetched story, and you are opening the bunker to her?"

"Cas, you looked at her memories. You saw what she saw. I talked to Bobby and he confirmed that same story. She's his niece. He asked that we look after her. I'm not going to ignore my family."

"It's not that I don't trust what she says. Chuck put you both through hell, literally. If he's got some scheme that involves her, we're all in trouble."

"I'm not disagreeing, but I'm also not going to hide in this bunker and lock the door. Every time we head out, we have the potential to not come back. All hunters know that. She's too new to the business to be left on her own. The least we can do is give her some further training and give Bobby some peace of mind." They stared at one another before Cas broke the contact and headed out of the library.

"Did Bobby really ask us to take care of her, or just you?" Sam asked after Cas left their sight. Dean flicked his eyes to his brother, finding the poorly hidden smile on his face.

"She's Bobby's niece, that's like a cousin or Charlie to us." Sam nodded and looked back at the computer, his smile growing wider.

"You guys have great Wifi," Mary said as she entered the library looking at her computer. "Did I interrupt something?" She asked when she saw the body language of the brothers.

"No," Dean said quickly, missing Sam's full smile. "We're just looking for a case."

"And I think I've found one," Sam said. "Check this out, two girls were taken from their dorm room's in the middle of the night. No forced entry, no fingerprints, and no one seems to have left the room other than the girls."

"That doesn't sound like our kind of gig," said Dean.

"The scent of rotten eggs were in both rooms."

"Rotten eggs?" Mary asked. Dean looked back at her for a moment.

"Sulfur. It means demons." Mary tilted her head to the left and furrowed her brows.

"Demons? Like Crowley?" Dean nodded and looked back at Sam.

"Where are we headed?" Dean asked Sam.

"Central Community College near Alda, Nebraska."

"Do I get to come?" Mary asked, causing both boys to look at her. "I've never dealt with demons before but I've gone up against a few vamps and a shapeshifter once." Her eyes were bright with hope as she looked at Dean.

"Yeah, sure." She squealed and bolted back down the hallway saying she would get her guns. Dean couldn't help but smile at the enthusiasm. Sam's unsubtle cough behind him made his face drop before he turned around.

"You really think she's ready for demons?" Sam asked.

"Nothing like on the job training." Dean turned back around to get his gear ready. "I'll find Cas and get his feathered ass to come with us."