So here's the next chapter. Once again I don't own the Brotherhood...that would be Ridley, who's ideas are just amazing and I again thank her for letting me write within the Brotherhood AU. The next chapter should be up next week and will be about a hunt so there will be some action. Actually, quite a bit of action and of course some bantar. I just can't seem to stop writing the bantar...especially with both Caleb and Dean. This one is mainly Kat and Caleb but sometimes these things have to be done to make the story flow. I have many ideas for my writings with the Brotherhood and should be updating Young this weekend. Reviews are always welcome so I hope you enjoy and thanks for reading!

Shea

Running Home

Caleb would have rather been hunting, but of course he had to babysit. Of course it wasn't quite as bad anymore since the boys were older, but they still always found ways to get into trouble. He figured staying at Jim's was a safe bet since it was the closest thing to home that most of them had. Caleb didn't see Jim's old truck in the driveway and just guessed that he had gone out to run a few errands. So instead of knocking he pulled out his key to the house and opened the door.

"Shouldn't Jim be here," Sam questioned.

"He probably knew that Damien was coming and decided to go leave and pray for our souls," Dean replied looking at Caleb with a signature grin.

Caleb rolled his eyes, "He's probably praying that Deuce here doesn't drive us too crazy during his teenage years."

Sam smiled back at Dean innocently as they all walked into the house, "I don't think any amount of praying is gonna help us. He already thinks that all the girls love him and worship the ground he walks on."

"I wouldn't be talkin' yet Sammy. You'll be going through the same thing too. And he does have a big head with the ladies doesn't he," Caleb responded.

"That's only because it's true," Dean defended. "I'm starved. Let's see what Jim has for breakfast."

Caleb and Sam nodded as they walked into the kitchen, Sam added, "Yeah Dean, cause back at the gas station you were so smooth with the ladies."

"He's got you there Deuce," Caleb began, "Usually they like it when you can actually speak to them and most of the time around here they like English. And I don't know what you were speaking."

Dean was about to reply when he saw someone coming down the stairs. Sam saw his brother tense and followed his gaze to the figure coming down the stairs. Caleb was looking at the paper on the table with a prescription for antibiotics when he felt both the boys tense as well as another presence in the room. Right away he knew who it was and decided to observe.

"Since when does Pastor Jim supply us with girls," Dean asked with a somewhat surprised sound since she didn't look quite threatening and even seemed somewhat familiar.

Although she knew who it was, Kat wasn't very amused, "What are you, like 10? I doubt you're even over the cootie stage yet."

"If Jim was supplying us with girls they certainly wouldn't be for you Deuce. And especially not that one," Caleb replied to Dean's comment and pointed towards Kat at the end.

From the first glance at Kat he could tell that she looked a bit worse for wear. She was wearing one of his old sweatshirts and a pair of loose sweatpants. He also so her favoring her left side and saw a cast on her left wrist. Which he figured explained the antibiotics that he saw a subscription for earlier. Her hair was pulled back in a loose, messy ponytail which made the two cuts on her face really stick out. Caleb shook his head, knowing that she had tried her first solo hunt.

Kat walked by both of the boys over to the counter where she began to make coffee since she was sure she would need some. And was also pretty certain that Caleb was in need of a fix as well. The two brothers looked on in shock as they followed Kat with their eyes. Caleb was trying his hardest not to laugh at the two and how confused they both were.

Sam whispered to his big brother, "Who is she?"

"No idea Sammy," Dean responded and then looked over to the person that he knew was hiding something from them for his own enjoyment, "Caleb?"

"Babysitting again Reaves? Didn't know that they created a guy in the Babysitters Club series," Kat said as if neither Winchesters had spoken. She poured herself a cup of the coffee and also handed one to Caleb who came over to receive the cup.

"Well, I'm sure that you would have been much better suited for the job, but it seems that you're always busy with some schooling. That's what Jim says anyways," Caleb responded to her with raised eyebrows. He was letting her know that he knew what she had done, even without reading her.

"Yeah, dad likes to get it in his head that I'm going around and looking at good religious schools," Kat responded somewhat dryly.

"So I take it he doesn't know what you've been doing instead then," Caleb began and when he saw Kat nod he felt both angry and betrayed, "What happened to not hunting solo?"

"Oh stop looking at me like that. It's not that bad," Kat protested.

Dean and Sam were now observing the scene between the two. It was obvious that she was a hunter and they both hear her refer to Jim as dad. They were waiting for Caleb to finally say who she was. It seemed that the two had a comfortable sense of each other. Caleb was busy digging into Kat when he could sense the boys confusion. He knew it wasn't Kat since she had become so well at blocking him. That's when he decided he should reintroduce her to them.

"Deuce, Sammy," he began, "I think you guys remember Kat. Jim's daughter."

Dean and Sam's eyes went back to Kat to take in the way that she had grown up and then went back to Caleb with a bit of shock. He hadn't realized that it had been almost eight years since they had all seen each other. It was obvious that hadn't stayed in touch with John and the boys as she had with him. He was trying to read her, since her face wasn't giving away anything on how she was feeling, but she was blocking him very well and the way in which she looked over at him told him that she knew what he was trying to do.

"You're not going to be able to Caleb, so I'd stop while I was ahead if I was you," Kat said dryly as she walked around to take a seat at the table.

As Kat sat down she motioned to the other chairs for all of them to take a seat. Caleb sat across from Kat with Dean next to him while Sam sat down next to Kat. Although Kat knew who the boys were instantly she couldn't believe how much they had grown up. Dean was actually growing up into a decent looking young guy. Definitely growing out of that awkward looking stage that he had going for a little while. And then there was Sam who was very far from being a baby anymore.

Dean couldn't help but stare at Kat. Last time he had seen her she was younger than he was now. She had grown into a teenage girl, that's for sure he thought. Caleb caught Dean's thought and turned his head to glare at the kid and then roll his eyes. Dean didn't care if Caleb caught it because it was true. Now she was even hunting and on her own, which Dean thought about and it seemed to make Caleb quite angry that she was going solo. He smirked as he remembered the way that he and Kat would treat each other when they were younger in which they both tortured the hell out of each other. Those were some good times that he'd never forget at the farm, picking on your little brother was one thing, but being able to pick on a girl was always far better when you were that age.

Sam didn't really remember Kat that well but he kinda expected that since he was still a baby around the last time that they had all been together. He vaguely remembered his dad or brother mention her a few times. And of course Jim was usually heard talking about her with Mackland and his father. Even Caleb would bring her up every once and awhile, but he had never actually met her when he could remember who she was. He could tell that she wanted to be in this life in a way that she looked and acted like Caleb.

Caleb was mad. He wasn't the kind of mad where he would hurt someone, but he was ticked off at the fact that Kat thought she could go out on her own hunting. Then of course there was the fact that he didn't even know how many solo hunts that she had done. It was obvious that the last one didn't go well and he may have been able to find out why but she insisted on blocking him. If Jim ever found out he would be beyond pissed and it took a lot to piss the well tempered pastor off. Kat was definitely in for some lecturing from Caleb. He was allowed to be reckless, but he could handle it, she could not.

Kat could feel Caleb's anger towards her. Quite frankly though, she didn't care. He could be as angry as he wanted with her because she knew that she did the right thing. When it comes to saving people's lives there isn't always time for backup. After all he was the one that had taught her that. And so what if she was a little roughed up, it's not like she planned for the simple salt and burn to not be quite so simple. Even if she had gone with backup, there was still the huge possibility that they couldn't have gotten hurt. And of course it's not like Caleb had any room to talk on the matter. She'd seen his blood spilt way too many times.

Sam was disappointed to not see Jim around. It's one of the things he had liked best about coming to the farm so he decided to find out, "Where's Pastor Jim?"

"Dad had some business to attend to at a church a little ways away. He should be back in a couple of days," Kat replied as she turned her gaze from Caleb to her cup of coffee.

"Business," Dean questioned with raised eyebrows suggesting that it wasn't the normal type of church business.

"Not that kind," Kat replied knowing what he was implying. "It's actually church work which is why I'm not with him. Those places just aren't meant for me."

"So that explains why you're here recovering," Caleb began as he leaned back in his chair still eyeing Kat with that face that meant he was ready for some lecturing.

Kat knew that she was being watched carefully and brought her head up to meet Caleb's gaze, "I'm here because it's my home and I needed a place to rest for a few days. You got a problem with that Reaves?"

"Goddamn it Kat," Caleb he sighed as he brought his chair back down and leaned on the table. "I know you think you're capable, but Jim would be so pissed if he knew that you went hunting solo. You know hunts don't always go as planned and you need to have backup with you just in case."

"You've gone solo hunting before Reaves," Kat said with a bit of annoyance in her voice at the fact that he was being hypocritical.

Dean and Sam just stared at the two people next to them who both had their eyes locked on each other, each challenging the other. It was obvious that neither was willing to back down thinking that each was right in. They'd both seen Caleb mad before but it was rare and when he was mad it was usually at some evil son of a bitch that was attempting to kill them or just harm them for mere amusement. It was obvious that Caleb was in protective mode and both boys knew that it was best to stay out of it. Although both had to agree with Caleb on the fact that they had heard their father always making sure that Caleb and even both of them knew to never hunt alone.

"Yeah I have," Caleb responded with a bit of anger in his voice, "But I can handle myself and I'm an adult. Plus I don't come back looking like that." He waved his hand in front of her as he was pointing out her injuries.

"That's right, Caleb," she said with a bit of her own form of anger, "You come back looking much worse and are usually out of commission for a while."

Caleb knew that she was right. Hell, even when he was with other hunters he came back in worse condition than she was now. That's what happened when you were the youngest and were used for bait. Of course Dean could do easy jobs but John tried to protect him as best he could in their screwed up lives. Even Sammy has the basic training. He also knew that the boys were probably no longer on his side as well as they had seen Caleb get a good beating now and again by the things that they hunted.

Caleb sighed knowing that there wasn't much else he could do before continuing in a much calmer voice, "Look, next time just call me or let Jim know so that we can find someone to go with you on backup. Before you argue, I know you're getting older and are a pretty damn good hunter, but that doesn't mean that you shouldn't be careful. You're lucky that Jim lets you hunt at all with us big boys. So how bad?"

Kat had felt it right away when Caleb felt defeated and gave up on the lecturing and she replied to him in a much more normal tone, "Few bruised ribs and broken wrist. Other than that just some bumps and scratches. Nothing a few days off won't fix. Is there any way that we can keep this from dad?"

"I'll see what I can do about that. Just promise no more solo…at least not yet," he pleaded because he didn't want to have to worry about her anymore than he already did.

"Know more hunting solo for now," she relied with a smile, "I swear on the girl scouts honor."

"You were kicked out of girl scouts for fighting," Caleb replied with a laugh and his own signature smirk.

"Dude, that is awesome," Dean added in on the conversation feeling safe to do so now that the two were much more calm.

"Dean did the same thing. In fact because of him, I wasn't really allowed to join," Sam informed them and showed a bit of disappointment in the fact that he had wanted some form of normalcy and was denied it.

"Sammy, Sammy, Sammy. I saved you from being labeled as a geek for the rest of your life," Dean send in defense. "Even though with that brain of yours it's probably inevitable."

"Shut up, Dean! And it's SAM. Say it with me now…real nice and slow SSSAAAMMM!"

"Whatever Sammy," Dean said as he looked over at Kat.

"You'll always be Sammy," Caleb said still smiling, "So you'd better get used to it runt. And Dean, get those freakin' hormones of yours under control. She's a PASTOR's daughter. And way way out of your league, dude."

Dean looked over shocked at Caleb for reading him. It's not his fault that he had an attraction for the opposite sex. Would they rather he had one for the same sex? Kat had sensed what Dean was feeling too, but knew that it was just a little thing, nothing more. She couldn't help but laugh at Caleb sharing the soon to be teens feelings with everyone around. That's why she learned long ago to block him. It still seemed that she had a knack for knowing how others were feeling, and that helped confirm it.

"I don't know what you're talking about Damien," Dean tried to cover, somewhat ticked that Caleb read him, "Besides…I think there's a Sox game on. Come on SAMMY." He emphasized Sammy just to annoy Sam.

Even though Sam hated the name, he followed his brother into the living room to the TV, with an eye roll of course. Sometimes he felt like he was a freakin' dog of some sort. And that dreaded nickname. He hoped that once he was Dean's age that it would stop, although he highly doubted it.

"It's not like it wasn't Obvious Deuce. I was just saying what everyone else already saw," Caleb was rubbing it in to the kid a little even though he knew that Kat had felt what Dean was feeling and just wasn't quite aware as to why she was so good at that yet.

"You guys are watching the Red Sox," Kat said with a disgusted look on her face as she and Caleb began to walk into the living room to join the two other boys. "When are you going to start watching a real sports team like the Mets?"

"There is no better team than the Red Sox," Dean replied back in a sense that showed that he knew his team was better.

"Then what about '86," Kat added with a big grin on her face as she took a seat on the couch.

"Some teams just get lucky," Caleb said taking a seat beside her.

Sam and Dean were seated on the floor watching the game as Caleb and Kat were on the couch. That's when Caleb decided to bring up the fact that she was wearing his clothes. It seemed that whenever he left something at Jim's that Kat would always end up wearing it. It's not like she didn't have clothes of her own, in fact she had a whole closet full. But for some reason she wore anything that was left at the house that belonged to another hunter. He supposed that maybe it was somewhat like what he did. He didn't have to wear the cheaper clothes that he did because God knows Mac made sure that he had some of the best clothes but there was just something so much more comfortable about being in "normal" attire.

"So," Caleb leaned over to whisper in Kat's ear, "is there a certain reason that you're wearing my clothes?"

Kat just looked at him and elbowed him in the side, "I'm trying to watch the game here. Even if it is the stupid freakin' Red Sox."

The two of them locked eyes for a few seconds, each with a smirk on their face. This was as close to normal as they would all ever get. Just four young "kids" as they could be referred to, trying to escape the supernatural that surrounded their lives for a few hours. Tonight was not a night to go out hunting and killing, it was a night to simply watch some baseball, even if it was the Red Sox.