Hello all (grin) Review time? Of course. I review the reviews… It is my job as a good author (goofy smile)

RowennaLuna: Of course she accepts him. Who wouldn't? I think he just needs to be house broken(wink), kidding of course.

SINNderalla: I'm glad you liked it. There will be more later hopefully, but not in this chapter. About the "Baby-girl" thing, I picked that because I thought it fit. It may not be something he would say, but I see "baby-girl" coming out of him a whole lot better than "sweetheart" or "honey" or anything else. I am open to suggestions though, so if you have a better idea of an endearment, let me know, 'cause I just couldn't think of anything else. ((Eventually he is going to call her "Sassy" as a nickname, though.))

Leopard: Thanks, more chapters are on the way. It is weird though, I thought I would get a lot of chapters out over the Christmas break, but I was wrong.

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Dean woke up in the middle of the night, jerking to awareness with startling speed. Blinking slowly in the darkness, he realized what had woken him. Sasha. Dean wasn't used to sleeping with someone, let alone a naked female someone, and she had moved. Looking down at her in the dark, where she was curled against his side, he grinned. Settling back down, he wrapped an arm around her petite frame and went to sleep again.

The next morning when he woke up, she wasn't there. But he wasn't surprised, disappointed but not surprised, when he looked at the clock. She seemed to be an early riser, whereas Dean ended up sleeping in because of his late-nights. So when he got down stairs after showering and dressing he wasn't surprised to find Sam and Sasha all packed up and ready to go out hiking again. So after Dean ate, they all went back out to the woods.

After a few hours of pressure from Sam and Dean, Sasha gave in and let them separate, but only with very specific rules. They were not to try and do anything alone, and if they found anything they would regroup. So with her warnings, and threats, the three of them split up. Sam took off first, his ankle healed partially and wrapped with a bandage, and Dean stayed behind for a moment. Once Sam was out of sight Dean leaned close and pulled Sasha into his arms.

Kissing her roughly, he pulled away after a moment. "Next time… stay in bed." With a cocky grin, he took off leaving Sasha blinking after him. After a moment she sighed. "Men…" and headed off in her direction.

It didn't take long for Dean to disregard the rules. He found markings along the base of a tree. He continued in the same direction and found more of the symbols, etched into rocks, carved into trees, or shown on metal pieces that were strung from trees. With out calling the others, Dean kept going until he found the cave. He waited a moment, looking for movement from inside. Not seeing anything, he steadily moved closer. Stepping inside the shadowed entrance, he paused to let his eyes adjust to the darkness while he drew his gun from the back of his belt.

Edging deeper, Dean heard the pebbles under his feet drop away when he accidentally kicked them. He pulled back sharply, the gun going off and making his ears ring, and grabbed his flashlight, flicking it on and towards the floor ahead of him. A deep chasm was less than 2 inches from where he had been standing. If he had taken another step, or tripped or slid, he would have fallen down a hole that he couldn't see the bottom of.

Directing the light towards the back of the cave he looked for the other side and to see if anything on the other side. Off to the side there was a narrow ledge that led across the deep hole, and there was a curve in the cave turning off so that all Dean could see was a stone wall. Sighing, he carefully tucked himself against the wall and edged across. With both his gun and flashlight back in his hands, he turned the corner. The roof dipped and then rose again and when Dean emerged on the other side he heard a small sound.

Turning suddenly, the gun aimed into a corner, he winced when a high pitched squeak of fear echoed in the cave. A small body huddled itself deeper when he turned his light towards it. Without taking his gun or his light off the person, Dean took a step forward. "Hey… Hey, who are you?"

A small red head lifted out of the folds of cloth that the person was hiding in, and Dean found himself staring into Sasha's face. He was shocked for a moment before he realized that this must be Mallory. She looked enough like Sasha to fool him for an instant, her hair was the same, her facial features identical. But Dean recognized the differences too. Mallory was thinner, emaciated almost, and her eyes were blue instead of green.

She cowered away from him when he moved closer. Dean tucked away the gun as he spoke again. "I'm not going to hurt you. You're Mallory right?" The girl nodded. Despite the fact that he knew she and Sasha were twins, Mallory seemed much younger, She was smaller and frailer in body and she seemed childish, as if her mind was slow.

"I'm Dean. What's wrong?"

Mallory looked around, her eyes wide, before she answered hesitantly. "They are chasing me…"

"Who?"

"My… My sister and her men friends. She wants to hurt me." Suddenly she seemed to panic, "I didn't do anything… She says I did bad things but I didn't, I'm a good girl. I'm nice… I didn't do it, I didn't!"

"Okay, okay, calm down. If you didn't do anything then I'm sure that everything can be worked out. I'll take you to see Sasha and if you explain, I'm sure that we can work this out."

Mallory grabbed his arm and Dean was startled for a moment but when she didn't do anything else he relaxed. "You won't let her hurt me?"

"Of course not."

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Sam and Sasha had heard the shot of Dean's gun, it had echoed out of the cave and both of them came running. The two of them met up about halfway to where Dean was and Sasha immediately scolded Sam for running on his ankle, but Sam ignored her. They both hurried up to the cave just as Dean was coming out with Mallory. Sasha pulled up, her feet skidding in the dirt and leaves, and she moved back, refusing to get any closer to Dean and her sister. Sam moved closer though, watching with his gun ready as Dean helped the frail girl out of the cave.

"Dean… What are you doing?" Sasha's voice was cautious, wary of both her sister and Dean.

"Look Sasha, I think you've got it wrong about Mallory. She isn't even strong enough to walk let alone hurt anyone. Hear her out."