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Author's Note: Thanks for all the reviews guys but I gotta say I was a little upset that my Siblings story got less reviews. I liked writing that story a lot better than this one. But hey I can't complain so thanks for reading. I might come out with another chapter this weekend but not till sunday I think. Later gators.

I'll be okay.

Sam was sitting in the kitchen drinking his third beer when Dean walked in. He grabbed himself one and sat across from Sam.

"Have you talked to her?"

"No…"

"Sam…you know, I'm here if you want to talk."

Sam gave a small smile, "I know. Dean…if I had done something different or…"

Dean interrupted, "No Sam, don't do that. She left to protect you. To protect her family. That's it. Nothing you did or said could have changed that."

"We should go after her. To make sure she doesn't get hurt."

"We have no idea where she is and even if we did the only thing that's running through her mind is if we're together, we die. If we found her she would just take off again."

"Maybe I'll call her tonight."

"Wait till I come over, I want to talk to her too."

MEL'S POV

"Hey Bobby, its Mel Winchester."

"Mel Winchester, what can I do for you?"

"Ah, I see Gramps hasn't called you yet."

"Called about what?"

"I ran away after I had a dream of the new demon killing my family. So now I'm out hunting by myself."

"You ran away? Girl, you get more like your Gramps everyday. Where are you?"

"Promise you won't tell them?"

"You know I can keep a secret."

"I'm in the Lakeside Motel in Colorado. I got a lead on some ghouls."

"And you need my help, why?"

"Because I didn't take their journals with me, thinking that they might need them. So I need you to e-mail me all the information you have on them."

"Will do, kid. And hey, be careful out there."

"Thanks, I'll be okay."

"How long do you plan on staying away?"

"Till the demon tracks me down."

"Whoa, wait; you want this thing to find you? Are you crazy?" He yelled.

"No, I'm not crazy. Yes, I want it to find me then I'll kill it and it'll all be over and I can go home. Until then, I'm going to hunt everything I can until it finds me, which I know it will."

"You're making it really hard for me not to call you dad and tell him about this."

"Just send me the information so I can print it out and get out of this state. I promise I'll talk to my dad soon, okay?"

"I'm sending it now."

"Thanks Bobby, you rock!"

I hung up and opened me e-mail account to see a new e-mail from him. I grabbed my laptop, took off to the nearest library, hooked it up to a printer and printed all the info. I went back to my motel room and pasted it all into my brand new leather bound journal I had recently purchased.

I planned on going after the ghouls around midnight tonight. They have been haunting this local grocery store for some reason. I was lying on my bed trying to get some sleep before heading out when my phone rang. I sighed and grabbed it.

"Hey dad."

"How'd you know it was me?"

"Because I know you like the back of my hand. How are you?"

"I hate that we have to talk like this."

"I know… I'm sorry."

"Are you safe?" He asked worriedly.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I was just trying to catch some sleep before I went out tonight. I'm hunting ghouls at the moment."

"You know that you have to…"

I cut him off, "Shoot them with a silver bullet then burn their bodies. Yes, dad I know."

I heard him sigh and I knew that he was really upset. I was too, all I wanted to do was hug him and have him tell me that everything was going to be okay but it would just be a lie.

"I miss you, dad." I said softly.

"I miss you too, more than anything else in the world. Come home, please?"

"Maybe…when it's safe…I have to go dad."

"No, your Uncle wants to talk to you first."

I heard fumbling on the other end then my Uncle shouting something about Dad getting him a beer.

"Mel?"

"The one and only."

"You're safe?"

"Yep, I'm going after ghouls tonight."

"Where clothes you don't like 'cause you'll never get the smell of burnt ghoul out."

"Thanks for the advice. I have my protection amulet on. So I'll be okay. Could you do me a favor?"

"Anything for you, kid."

"Take care of Dad, make sure he stays safe and take of yourself and Gramps too….and maybe Cassie too."

"Whoa, you want to protect Cassie?"

I laughed, "Goodbye Uncle Dean."

"Hey," He said before I could hang up; his voice softened, "I love you, Mel. Your dad does to."

"I love you both too. That's' why I have to do this. Bye."

I hung up, grabbed my gun and lighter, and headed out to my car. I got to the grocery store in time to see the ghouls wandering around taunting the late night cashiers.

"Hey!"

I yelled whipping out my gun and aiming at one in the head. I winked at it and took my shot. Bull's Eye. But before I could start in on the others, one jumped on my back and started tying my up. I bucked it off with my hips and reached for my gun.

"Son of a bitch!"

I yelled when a ghoul kicked it out of my reach. I kicked out the ghouls foul legs and ran for my gun. I grabbed it shooting the other two ghouls and watched them drop to the ground.

"Everyone okay?" I asked the pedestrians.

"Yeah, who are you?"

"Mel Connors. Now if one of you could help me drag these guys to the back I gotta burn them."

With the help of the workers we pulled the ghouls to the dumpster and I burned them to ash.

"Dumb ass mother…who did they think they were dealing with? I'm a Winchester for Christ sake." I mumbled getting into my car.

When I walked into my motel I wanted to talk to my dad so I dialed home and he answered on the third ring.

"It's midnight why are you still up, Dad?"

"I knew you'd call. You won?"

"Of course I did."

"Tell me about it?"

"Sure Dad."

We spent a good hour and half on the phone discussing the ghouls and other supernatural creatures. Every time he told me a new one I wrote some notes in my journal about it. For once it didn't feel like he was just my dad but he was also my friend and my colleague.