Hey, thanks for reviewing and i want one message to stand out. I know some of you think the way i'm making Tori act is insensitive and disrespectful but for some people the death of a family member makes them angry and not them wanting to breakdown and cry. Trust me, i know, my grandfather died just last weekend, and instead of me breaking down to cry, i broke down to rage. I teared my room apart, i started to wile out on people for no reason. So, like i said crying for a death is not for all people.

Chapter 3: Arrangements

Tori sat between Sam and Dean on one of the beds while John stood before them. She re-crossed her arms and looked up at Sam who was staring oddly at her.

"Ok, now that we have Tori with us, we have to set some ground rules," John said nervously

He had never had a girl before, obviously and he was stumped. Sam actually found it amusing, Dean found it annoying, and Tori well she found it degrading.

"Rule number one; she doesn't come on hunts with us unless it's absolutely necessary."

"Uh!" Tori exclaimed mouth wide open, "With all due respect sir, I'm not some baby and you can't treat me like one! I'm fifteen years old!"

John ignored her, "Rule number two; Dean you are in charge of making sure she can defend herself. Rule three; Sam you help her with her school studies."

Dean raised his hand and John pointed at him, "Um, I think Sam should be in charge of buying the feminine products."

Sam glared at his brother, and Tori gawked at him. John chuckled.

"I agree," he said with a smile

"You're all jerks!" she yelled before throwing herself up and storming over to the bathroom slamming the door shut behind her

Sam stared at Dean and John and shook his head. Dean laughed before getting up to stretch.

"Dean, what the hell?" he asked

"What? I know nothing about girlie mood swings, that's your job."

Sam got up with a groan and went over to the bathroom door where he heard crying from. He knocked on the door slowly.

"Go away!" came the sharp reply

"Tori, its Sam, can I please come in?"

There was silence for a minute before she said, "Yeah."

He opened the door to see Tori sitting on the side of the tub, her eyeliner and mascara stained face and legs crossed. Walking over he knelt in front of her.

"I'm sorry about that," he said taking her hands in his

She nodded, "I'm just you know, sensitive and shit."

Sam chuckled, "Sensitive and shit?"

"I've just you know never been emotional, I just get angry and that's the way it stays," she clarified

He nodded and sat beside her, "You want to talk about it?"

"No, that's ok," she said, "Can you just sit here with me or something?"

He smiled and reached over for her. He pulled her gently to him and she rested her head on his shoulder. There was another knock at the door and Tori and Sam looked at each other.

"Who is it?" they asked in unison

"It's Dean," he said, "I'm sorry, now can you come out here, I feel like shit."

Tori giggled and stood up followed by Sam. They opened the door to Dean standing there holding out a Milky Way bar to her and a pout on his face.

"I seem to recall it's your favorite," he said, "Forgive me?"

She looked thoughtful for a moment before snatching the candy bar, "Yeah."

She smiled before giving him a hug and then looked at John.

"And you?"

"What?" he asked gruffly

"Well, I just lost a father to the supernatural and you act like an a- jerk to me," she said

He frowned, "Sorry, and now about your dad. Are you alright? You can cry and stuff in front of us. We're your family you know."

"I don't want to cry, I just want to kill the thing that did this to him. I'm angry as hell."

John smiled, "That's my girl."

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That night Tori looked around the room in confusion, "Hey, where's everyone gonna sleep?"

Sam shrugged and looked at his father, "Yeah."

John sighed and scratched the back of his head, "I'll sleep on the chair, Tori you sleep with one of the boys."

She groaned, "But Dean slobbers, and Sam talks in his sleep and sweats."

The two younger men laughed and got settled in their beds. She groaned and looked between the two.

Dean laughed again, "Whatever Tori."

Sam shook his head at her, "Why don't we do this," he said and grabbed the popsicle sticks from when two younger ones were eating ices

He then cut one to be shorter than the other, and then placed them in a can nearby.

"Alright, Dean and I each pick one. The one who gets the longer stick has to have the unpleasant experience of sleeping in the same bed with you."

"Ha, Ha," she said in sarcasm and took the can from him

She shook it up and motioned for Sam to look away while he was picking. She moved to Dean and picked the only one left. They both opened their eyes to see Dean had gotten the longer one.

"I better not wake up in drool!" she warned before storming off into the bathroom to get ready

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