Disclaimer: I do not own supernatural! I don't even have a steam shower! Hehe but I do have a pretty nifty state of the art bathtub…xD…well its not that state of the art, but it is pretty cool! XD…ok so it's just a regular bathtub, but I made it sound cool for a moment there right!

Author's Note: well here it is I realize this chapter is a bit slow, but I'm still working out the kinks of the main plot I've got an idea, but I'm not sure if that's the one I want, its all still open for suggestions! So until I figure it out exactly I threw some brotherly thinking your way…

Skyblade

"Yeah" Sam murmured in reply. "Was…was she reading our thoughts? Could she be psychic?"

"Dude how should I know? You're the one with the "shining"? Can't you sense one of you own or something? All I know is that that is one scary chick!"

Sam snorted. "One of my own, Dean? You make me sound like an alien. And no I can't but there was no way she could have known about us being here to get cleaned up or that you were starving, or that you spend 4 hours in the shower-"

"Whoa whoa whoa! I do NOT spend 4 hours in the shower!"

Sam overrode Dean. "Yes you do, and my point is there is no way she could have known stuff like that unless she's psychic. Besides doesn't she remind you a bit of Missouri? The way she just knows things, how she knew we were still staring at her when she was out of the room? I think she's psychic."

Dean shrugged. "If you say so Sammy…now the question is what the hell do we do? Should we just make a run for it or do what she says?"

"Well what would we do if it WAS Missouri?"

"I'd listen to her…I guess…you sorta have to when you've been on the business end of her spoon…how about you?"

"While I've never been on the business end of her spoon –Sam raises eyebrow here- I think we should just do what she says. There might be something supernatural here, and we need to get cleaned up anyway…plus I have a feeling this might be important."

"Aha so your "shining" IS working!"

"Shut up and go take your shower Dean."

Well this sucks. Dean thought 2 minutes later in the steam shower. His brain was whirring so fast he couldn't even properly enjoy his shower. What was with this girl? Why did he feel compelled to obey her, even though she was still a kid? There was something older about her he supposed…just something different, something that made him feel like he needed to obey her. But this whole psychic thing? Scary. He'd never admit it, but Sam's own developing powers sometimes scared the shit out of him. I have dreams…and…voice gets quieter sometimes they come true. Dean had always prided himself on being stable, solid. So little could shake him. Almost nothing could penetrate his armor. He wasn't like his brother, whose harsh life had toughened him like the rest of them, but still maintained a gentle pure innocence. But that moment had hit hard and fast, knocking his breath out, until finally all he could come up with was a "Come again?" And then later, the panic he had felt when Sammy suddenly slid off the bed fighting a shock wave of pain and blinding images. He supposed he had 2 weaknesses. Sam. And his father. That pretty much summed it up for Dean. Those two were his life, especially Sammy, who he would have given his life for. He hated that Sam had this thing that made him different from Dean, something that Dean could never have and couldn't even protect his brother from. Dean rolled his eyes and shut off the shower. Honestly only his geek boy wonder of a brother could get Dean's brain and emotions going so fast. There was no point in using a steam shower if he couldn't even enjoy it. He had been in there for all of 5 minutes.

Meanwhile Sam's brain had no off switch as well. He stood in the shower, thinking hard, scrubbing and rescrubbing. What was with this girl? Why was she so important? He shook his head trying to rid himself of the odd feeling after his encounter with the girl. After ten minutes of rinsing and sudsing he realized he was clean and got out. He walked out clean and dry and clothed again and was surprised to find Dean leaning against the wall waiting for him.

"Done already?"

"Yep, can't you tell? The fact that I'm out here leaning against the wall would probably signify that I'm not in there in the shower."

"Yeah, but you could be a shape shifter."

"Oh yeah clever comeback there college boy…" Dean walks towards the stairs. "You coming or what? I, for one am going the find out what the hell is going on…"