Chapter Three

It took ages to talk Sam into 'imposing', on the girls to stay with them. The directions took even longer finally Athena just told them to shut up and follow her. Dean and Sam weren't impressed with the place at all. While it was huge it wasn't much else. The carpet looked like it should be in an evidence closet somewhere, and the room had a funk all it's own. Autumn scurried to one of the rooms and started getting her stuff out and carrying it into the other room. While Athena went into explaining how the sleeping arrangements would work.

"Sam, you're room is on the left, Dean, yours is on the right. Autumn and I will be sharing the fold out couch, and since I don't make beds Dean, Autumn will make yours and ours and while she's doing that I'll make Sam's. Meanwhile, you two… do something useful." The two boys looked at Athena as if she'd just explained what EMC2 meant. "Well… what are you waiting on? Christmas isn't coming early…" Sam went into the living room and Dean went down the hall, which, not to his knowledge, was a dead-end. Realizing this after he turned around, he looked back at Athena who had raised an eyebrow at the matter. He laughed and then followed his brother. Athena shook her head and then walked into Sam's bedroom to make his bed. She removed his bag off the sheets that were at the foot of the bed, in the quick motion a folded up piece of paper fell out of one of the pockets. Athena unfolded the piece of paper and looked at a picture of the four as 10 year olds. Autumn, of course, staring at Dean from the corner of her eye, but still smiling. She folded it back and stuck it in the pocket where it had fallen from. She grabbed the sheet with the elastic band around the bottom and began to make Sam's bed.

"So, have you got the slightest idea to of what this thing is we're hunting?" Sam asked, standing in the doorway. Athena jumped at the sudden sound.

"Uh… no, not yet. But, they're kids that are having the crap scared out of them. Maybe it's the boogeyman." Athena said sarcastically. "How do you kill the boogeyman?"

"Same way you kill everything else."

"How's that?"

"Pick one, okay? You can shoot it, you can stab it, you can whack it in the head with something, suffocate it, there's tons of options."

"Yeah, does the boogeyman even breathe? You can't suffocate something that doesn't breathe." Sam shrugged.

"Guess so." he looked around the room at the eggshell walls. "So. How long have you two been hunting?"

"I don't know. It's been a while. Six years or so."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. It's been interesting. Lost a lot of blood along the way. You'd think that since we were women, and if I'm correct, you're not supposed to hit women, we wouldn't get all bloody when we do things, but we do."

"Happens a lot with Dean and I too. Just part of the job."

"You got any fascinating scars?" Sam laughed a little.

"No, not yet at least."

"Autumn and I have one in the same place. Got cut pretty deep by a werewolf when we first started."

"Oh, really? Where at?" Athena laughed.

"How do you know I want to show you?" Sam felt stupid. He should of known not to ask where the scar was, but she threw the blanket she had on the bed, turned and lifted her shirt just enough to see the puckered pink scar on her middle back.

"Oh my god. This happened when you first started?" Sam traced the scar with his fingertips.

"Yeah, it was our first hunt alone. Why we hunted a werewolf alone, I have no idea. But we did and had we not of we never would have had the guts to start."

"How'd it manage to get you both?"

"Well, it smacked me and knocked me unconscious, and then from what Autumn has told me, she was smacked the same way. Only she wasn't unconscious."

"Sounds nice. And after that you still wanted to do this?" Athena dropped her shirt and picked up the blanket from the bed.

"Yeah, I guess so. Haven't stopped yet, have I?"

"No, I guess not."

"Okay, well that's done. So, time to hit the hay and get up early tomorrow." Sam groaned.

"I hate it, too. Autumn won't leave me alone until I get up though. She made up some kind of song and dance one night. So now she wakes me up every morning doing it."

"Sounds pretty annoying. But I guess if it works."

"It is annoying. She had an alarm one time that made me want to cry when I heard it in the mornings. It was the definition of annoying." Sam laughed. "Okay, well… I guess I'll see you in the morning."

"Yeah. I'll see you in the morning."

"Night."

"Night." Athena left and shut the door behind her. She walked down the hall towards the dead end and to the very last room on the left. She twisted the door handle and let the door open. Quickly she ran up to the outside of Sam's bedroom door to hear his reaction when the rottwieler came running through the suite barking and licking every human it could find. John, the dog, pushed open Sam's door and jumped on his bed with him and licked his face. His lights were off, so Sam couldn't see how big the dog was, but he had a pretty good idea from all the barking.

"Can someone please help me out a little here?" Sam called.

"What's the problem?" Athena asked, flipping on the light.

"What do you mean What's the problem? Can you not see this?"

"Yes, I can see him. But he's not a problem."

"Okay, well, could you please remove your dog's tongue from my face?" Athena laughed.

"John! Down boy, Go see Autumn and Dean. I'm sure they need kisses." John jumped down from the bed and ran to see Autumn. A couple seconds after the dog left the room, someone screamed.

"Holy shit! You didn't tell me you had a dog! Especially one that was going to eat me!" Dean yelled.

"I kind of figured you'd find out on your own. You shouldn't be so scared, he was barking a few minutes ago." Autumn said from the other room.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but uh, could you shut the door tight this time?" Sam asked, trying not to sound rude.

"Not a problem. Sorry about John. He's just a happy puppy." Sam smiled. "See you in the morning."

"Night."

"Night." Athena turned off the light and shut the door as tight as it went and then went down the hall to the living room.

"Guys, I'm going to bed. Would you not make a lot of noise? I'm a light sleeper." she asked.

"Not a problem. Did you finally get your baby to sleep?" Autumn asked. She and Dean both began to laugh.

"Autumn are you drinking?"

"Maybe."

"Okay, you know what?" Athena walked over to Autumn and Dean.

"What?"

"I think you should go to bed now. In fact I want you to dump your margarita in the sink, put away the alcohol and go to bed right now. Dean, I have no idea what you have in mind for tonight, but it's not going to happen. Go to your room." Athena commanded. Autumn looked like she was a 5 year old girl and Santa had passed her house.

"Excuse me?" Dean asked

"Yeah, bed, now."

"But - "

"No buts. Get yours in bed right now. I don't want to hear it."

"I -"

"Now Dean!" Athena was beginning to get angry because Dean was getting her sister drunk.

"Fine. But I'm not going just because you said I had to. I'm going because it's my own choice." Dean then went down the hall whispered into Sam's room "You caught a bitchy one, dude. That wasn't part of the plan!"

"Dean." Athena said. Dean sighed and went across the hall.

"Someone forgot to make my bed!"

"That's because you were too busy pouring alcohol down her throat!"

Athena looked at her sister with an angry look in her eyes. One Autumn had only seen a couple times in her life, and never had it come from her sister.

"I'm sorry…" Autumn began

"Just go to bed, okay? You can't let a childhood crush get in the way of business. You and him can date when things are cooled down. But right now, things are just starting to warm up. So go to bed and I'll be there as soon as I get this mess cleaned, alright?"

"You DO know I'm supposed to be the older one, right?"

"Yep. But it didn't look like you were doing a very good job at it there, so I kinda filled in. Hope ya don't mind."

"No. Thanks though…"

That was all that was said the rest of the night.