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Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews, sorry for the long wait, and sorry it's short. OH and I forgot to thank immortalwizardpirateelf-fan for the Dryads idea. Thank you, love!

I think I'm old enough…

"Dad, I'm obeying the speed limit the best I can while following your brother. He's doing 85 in 35 mile zone!" Mel yelled into the phone.

"He's trying to save time."

"I understand that, but this is ridiculous!"

Mel swerved to keep up with her Uncle. She practically dropped the phone. That's enough of this shit.

"Daddy dearest please pass the phone to my adoring Uncle." Mel said in a sickly pleasant voice.

Sam laughed and handed it over, "What?" Dean asked irritably.

"I don't know if you remember this or not but I was in a car accident not to long ago and well…I ALMOST DIED! You wanna take it a little slower? Thanks!" Mel yelled and hung up the phone.

Dean gradually slowed down to a normal speed and Mel smirked knowing that playing the "I almost died" card would get her, her way. They pulled into a motel and before Dean and Sam reached the office Mel stopped them.

"I want my own room."

"No way." Dean said firmly.

"I think, I'm old enough to have my own room guys."

Sam smiled, "Alright, but it has to be next to ours."

"Deal."

When Mel entered the room she immediately pulled out her knife and slipped it under the pillow. She then pulled out her rifle and tucked it in the back of her jeans. Mel took out her laptop and started doing more research, not ten minutes later were Dean and Sam at the door.

"Guys, I'm not five anymore. I can stay in a room all by myself without being checked up on." Mel said opening the door for them.

"We're just making sure. God, is that such a crime?" Sam asked taking a seat at the table.

"No, but being so overprotective should be a crime. Uncle Dean, don't touch that!"

He was about to reach for the knife that she had sitting on the end table. It was extremely sharp from her constantly sharpening it, obviously.

"Why not?" He asked curiously while flopping down on the bed.

"Because it's really sharp, I keep my entire knife collection like that."

"And let me guess you keep all your guns perfectly clean?" Sam asked knowingly.

"Yeah, so?"

Her dad smirked and jerked a thumb in Dean's direction, "You're both two crazy ass peas in a fucked up pod."

Dean laughed, "And you yell at me for my mouth!"

"Okay, so can we get back to the hunt?" Mel asked tiredly.

Dean smirked at Sam, "And now she's back to being like you."

"Anyway! We should check out the park tomorrow at sunrise."

"Sunrise? Why then?" Dean asked.

"Because that's when they come out. Right when the sun is starting to peak because it makes the woods look ten times prettier. The psycho one should be the one that is such a big fanatic about it."

"Then what do we do?" Sam asked.

"We liter or do something to piss her off. She'll come at us and then we can kill her."

"Sounds good to me. We kill her with a stake right?"

"Oddly enough yeah, that's how we do it." Sam answered.

"So what are we going to do tonight?" Dean questioned.

"Well, I want to get some sleep. So if you two don't mind leaving that would be lovely."

"Alrighty, Sammy, how about you and I hit a bar?"

"I don't know Dean…"

"Dad, really, I'll be fine."

Sam still wasn't to sure but he decided to go with Dean anyway. Mel was lying in bed that night looking at the ceiling wondering what it would be like to meet the demon that wanted her so badly. She picked up her phone and dialed.

"Hello?" The sleep filled voice answered.

"Sorry, Gramps…is it to late to call?"

"What's wrong, Mel? Are you alright? Is it Sam and Dean?"

"Everyone's fine Gramps, I just wanted to talk…"

"Oh, okay, about what?"

"What was it like…when you first came in contact with the demon?"

"If you remember the story correctly you know that it possessed me. But I heard the hurtful things it said to your dad and Uncle. It was as if I was going to die from lack of air at any moment. But then in the hospital when I met it…I never wanted to kill something so bad in my entire life."

"But you couldn't because Uncle Dean's life was in danger…" Mel replied remembering this part.

"Yep, so I traded the colt for Dean. But I'm telling you something right now Mel, when your dad finds the demon that's after you; he'll kill it without a second thought. Sam and Dean's lives have been ruined by the things that go bump in the night. And they won't let it take you. Hell, I won't let it take you."

"Thanks Gramps…I better get some sleep."

"Okay, I'll see you when you get back. I love you Mel."

"Love you too."