Months passed and Margot learned as much as she could from her brothers. At first the two of them had wanted to keep Margot as far away from hunting as possible. After a lot of yelling and angry silences, Margot had convinced them to teach her everything they knew. While trying to find a way to find her family, Margot had come across so much lore she already knew a little, but knowing and doing were two different things.

At first, Margot was left at whatever moldy motel room they booked while they went out and did their digging. More fights broke out and finally she had been allowed to come out on her first case with her brothers. After feeling helpless and almost dying from the Croatoan virus had helped sway the boys into agreeing with her.

The demonic virus had almost cost the lives of both of her brothers. There had been harsh whispering between them that they kept Margot out of. It had ended with Sam leaving them in the middle of the night and Dean going crazy with worry. Margot had been there to calm her oldest brother down and finally get him to think straight and find Sam.

Margot had the unfortunate luck to meet another hunter named Gordan who trapped her and Dean and had explained to them why Sam had to die. While this had been news to Margot, she had not cared and had quickly defended her brothers. She didn't care if Sam was some weird physic, he was still her brother. With the help of another psychic named Ava, Sam had been able to rescue both her and Dean from Gordan. They left Gordan tied to a chair in Indiana.

At the beginning of the new year, The three siblings came across an old hotel that had had several deaths happen within it. The owner had decided it was time to sell the place and the three of them would be the last tennents the place would have. Margot had been assigned to watch the little girl while Sam and Dean snooped around to try and find out what had been killing people.

At first the three of them think that they are dealing with a demon. Margot had agreed until she had been subjugated to the ghostly presence of Grandma Roses' dead sister, who had passed away in the house when she was very young. She had limped to the boys later, her ankle having been crushed under a heavy bookcase. The mother, Susan, does not believe them after finding Sam and Dean speaking with Rose and she is quick to kick the three of them out. They are lucky that they had still been close by when Maggie, the ghost haunting the hotel, had attacked Susan and attempted to drown her daughter. While they had not been able to put the vengeful spirit to rest, Grandma Rose had taken it into her own hands and had spoken to Maggie. Before anyone could reach her, Susan found Rose dead in her chair.

After all the goodbyes were said, Margot slumped in the back of the Impala with her foot wrapped in tight bandages and waited for her brothers to join her. It had been a very long couple of days and she was ready to curl up with Sam in the next hotel and sleep for a few days.

She is already laid out in the backseat and adjusting her bum foot when her brothers slide into their usual seats. Sam turns around to grin at his little sister, "So, how'd you like your first hunt?"

Margot grimaces in pain and rises a little to shoot a glare at the taller brother, "Walk in the park," She snarks and Dean bursts out in laughter. She rolls her eyes and grabs the wad of fabric laying in the floorboard. The last time they had stopped by the Roadhouse, Ellen had given Margot a rough quilt that had been in the back room. It was warm and comfy and Margot appreciated the kind hearted gesture. Ellen had told her a few times that it felt less lonely when you could cuddle up with a nice blanket when you were out hunting.

Sam adjusts his position and grimaces at the miserable form of his little sister, "How is your ankle?" he asks and winces in sympathy when Margot grumbles. This had been her first hunt, that had not involved getting kidnapped, and she had already been hurt. They would have to drop her off somewhere safe then continue on.

"Get some rest. We'll wake you when we stop," Sam tells her and Margot nods and shifts to get comfortable in the back seat. Sam and Dean waited until they were sure Margot was asleep before speaking.

"She did good," Dean says to his brother and gives a little half smile.

"She really did. We have to take her somewhere safe though. That ankle looks busted to hell."

"Bobby will take her. They've spoken on the phone a few times."

Sam makes a noise in the back of his throat as a reply. It's not far to the next bed and breakfast, and the brothers get there in record time. The three of them are hungry and Margot's ankle needs to be checked on. Dean quickly checks them in while Sam gets the bags. Margot is left stumbling after her taller brother until Dean appears by her side to let her lean on him.

Margot slumps into the first chair she sees when she gets into the room and gratefully lets her bum foot rest on the ratty side table. She can tell just by looking that her ankle is most likely broken. She also knows that she will be more useless than anything until her foot gets better. Sam and Dean were going to have to find a place for her to lay low at.

"Margot, you want the first shower?" Sam asks and comes up behind his little sister to rest a huge hand on her shoulder.

Margot tilts her head back so that she can look at her tallest sibling and gives him a small smile, "No, you or Dean can have it. I don't think I can stand on my own for that long right now,"

The pulse of pain from her foot agrees with her and Sam gives her a sympathetic smile. He hates that Margot had gotten herself hurt on her first real hunt, but he is glad that she had not ended up in a worse condition than she is in now.

"Alright, just let us know if you need anything," Sam tells her then lopes away into the bathroom to take a shower.

"Does pizza sound good to you?" Dean asks from where he is sitting on the bed closest to the door. In his hands is the motel pamphlet that advertises what they have and what they can order from the restaurants around them.

"Pizza sounds great," Margot tells him and grins when Dean fist pumps and quickly grabs his phone to order the pizza. His excitement is contagious and Margot marvels at what her life had become in such a short amount of time.

Dean already knows what Margot and Sam want and soon the phone call is done and he is informing her that pizza would be here in about thirty minutes. Margot takes the down time to pull out her phone and flip it open to see if she has any texts or missed calls. She has a few from Jo and Ellen and then another from a number that she does not have plugged into her phone, but Margot knows only one person who has 666 as their phone number.

She smothers a grin and quickly opens the text from Crowley.

Hell is boring without you Darling

Still smothering the grin that wants to break out over her face, Margot quickly texts back then

stows her phone away in case Dean comes asking questions about who she is talking to.

I miss you too

Margot hears her phone vibrate seconds later and wills herself not to dig it out of her pocket so that she can text her demon back. She misses Crowley like one would miss a limb. He had become such a big part of her life and she wanted him back.

"Sorry about your foot Babygirl," Dean says to her with a frown and sits across from her in a chair that matches hers, "You getting hurt was never part of the plan. We are going to head up to South Dakota and drop you off at Bobby's until your foot gets better."

"Sounds like a plan then. I can heal and help him. Maybe brush up on my lore," Margot agrees and tentatively stretches her foot a little to see how much she can extend it. The pain that shoots up her leg quickly stops her from moving it anymore. Dean agrees by the look on his face.

Sam coming out of the shower interrupts the silence of the room. A towel hangs from his shaggy hair and Margot grins widely when Dean is quick to start picking on his younger brother. While they are distracted, Margot fishes out her cellphone and flips it open to see what Crowley had said.

Staying out of trouble I hope?

Went on my first real hunt today. Ghost broke my ankle.

Crowley sounds a bit outraged with his slur of texts that he sends back and Margot feels her face heat at the worry she can see between the lines. Her demon may act big and bad, and sometimes he truly could be, but Margot knew him.

You're hurt!?

Why were your brothers not with you?

I let them have you to keep you safe, not let you come to harm.

Where are you? I can come steal you away.

I'm fine Crowley.

You don't need to do all that.

Sam and Dean have been great to me. They are taking me to Bobby's first thing in the morning.

I've got to go. Be good.

Margot shoved her phone into the pocket on her bag then leaned back in her chair to watch the boys squabble. Time flew by, and soon the three of them had enjoyed their pizza and Sam had helped Margot into the bed farthest from the door. He had yet to lay down with her, but Margot soon forgot her troubles after taking a few pain medications and passing out for the night.

Dean went to bed an hour later, leaving Sam to sit awake and look over the lore books he always had handy. His laptop sat charging on the table beside him, and Sam could not stop the nagging feeling in his chest as he thought about everything that has happened to them just this year. He worried that at some point all the good that they do would be outweighed by the bad.

He and Dean had found a sibling, and Sam had found out more about the other psychics and what the demons called Azazel's children. The term still freaked him out when he thought about it. Their father's death was still fresh on his mind, and Sam thought about the older man more often than not. He had never told Sam or Dean much about the demon who had killed their mother, and Sam needed more information to go off of. Somehow Sam had ended up in the middle of all of this; it was not just about their mother's death anymore.

When Sam checks the clock next, he sees that it has already passed two a.m. Now that he has stopped reading, Sam admits that he is dead tired. Putting away his books, Sam shucks out of his pants and slips into his sleep shorts before curling up in the queen bed with Margot. He had quickly stepped up as the more emotional older brother for Margot and had agreed to sharing the bed with her. It helped that Margot was a cuddle bug and kept Sam warm on cooler nights.

Tonight would be like every other, and Sam smiled a tiny, happy smile at his little sister. Margot had made his dark world brighter when she had found them; even though she had found them through a demon deal. He and his brother had promised Margot that she would have the best nine years of her life. Crowley would not take their little sister from them if Sam had anything to say about it.