Dean and Sam standing at the bar waiting for their drinks. "So you and Clair getting cushy back there?" Sam smiles "Oh honestly grow up we are just friends, that's it!" "Hey Dean! You don't have to cover up, she's pretty, you have history and she's like a female version of you! And no one loves you more then yourself" expresses Sam "whatever dude! I'm gonna go back to the booth now, when you grow some dignity you can join us" says Dean as he picks up his drink and hers and returns to their seat. "Hey I was serious about before Clair, is that son of a bitch still around!" shouts Dean. Sam and Dean both sit down, Clair doesn't say anything "Clair what did your father do?' asks Sam, "He…ah" she is interrupted by Dean "He hits her!" they sit there for a while silent. "He has a good reason" reveals Clair "um I don't think alcohol counts Clair!" Sam just sits there amazed at how well she hid her pain and of how fiery Dean was getting. "There is something I haven't told you Dean" "Oh god! You pregnant" Jokes Dean. "No….when I was little, no older then six months…Me and my mum were attacked by this man and there was a fire…except I cant remember what he even looked like, that's just what the cops said" Dean and Sam just sit there with their mouths open in shock. "Did she die or the ceiling?" Asks Sam "I can't remember, I wish I could…all I know is that it wasn't an accident and that's why my dad is the way he is, because he feels responsible" Says Clair as she starts to cry "Ok I…um..Im sorry, how about a cheerier subject" implies Dean "That's a good idea, we can talk more later" Says Sam "hey Clair we need a place to sleep, is there room for two more?" Says Dean "Yeah sure, let's go" says Clair as she lets out a strained smile.
They all arrive at Clair's house and they all settle down into her living room. Clair takes out two photo albums and puts them on the desk in front of Dean and Sam. "Wow, I haven't seen these photos in ages" says Dean. Sam starts the flick through laughing at every hair cut that Sam had forgot Dean had. "You remember this day?" questions Clair as she points to a picture of her, Dean and two other boys outside an ACDC concert ground. "Hell yeah! Man that was the best concert ever, that was like the first and last concert my dad ever let me go to" laughs Dean "Yeah, I sure wish you coulda come to the other ones. Oh well" says Clair. Sam sits there squirming around in the seat until he can't take it anymore "Clair, after the fire….did you notice um…any kind of….abilities?" says Sam awkwardly "Sammy!" Yells Dean "No its ok, I wanted to figure it out just as much as you guys want to…Ok don't call me crazy but sometimes I feel like I can almost… read peoples minds, I'm nuts hey?" Says Clair "Well yes, but compared to the stuff and people we deal with you're the most normal person we have met, and plus you aint alone. It happened to us as well and Sammy has go some gnarly powers too, so don't worry we will look after ya" Says Dean as he gives her his unbrotherly smile, and Sam notices.