DISCLAIMER: I still don't own them. No matter what fantasies my mind creates for me.

A/N: Ok guys next chap. Sorry bout the wait. But I'm home and writing time is few and far between so don't kill me if you don't get an update this week.

Sarah the mutant farm girl: ME TOO! I'd love to have that. You'll like part of this chapter. Wrote it just for you!

Poaetpainter: Glad you like it. Hope this lives up to the previous chapter.

BlindingFirefly: yeah.. cept I'd rather be pyrokinetic. Glad you liked it!

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Pulling up to the house, Dean was glad to see that Adyn wasn't home yet. This gave him time to cover the evidence of the testosterone induced spat from earlier. The dislocated fingers on both, Montana's sprain, and the cut above Dean's own eye were going to be a bitch to hide, but he'd try.

Walking into the house, Montana went for the first aid kit, a staple in any Hunter's household, while Dean put up the Ice cream he had bought. He went with Ben and Jerry's Dublin Mudslide, though he didn't know why. Montana returned and Dean set about fixing him up. He was just finishing up the superb medical attention to Montana, when Adyn walked through the door.

"Monti! I'm back. Sorry I'm late….. WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?!" She stopped short seeing Dean bandaging Montana's knuckles.

"uhhh…" Dean stammered, wondering how he was going to get out of this one.

"I started it. I hit him." Montana said in a moment of maturity.

Adyn looked at Dean. "Is that true?"

"No it was my fault. He may have taken the first punch but I started it."

"Don't listen to him Adie. He's lying. I take full blame."

"I don't care who started it. You two aren't five! Let me see you Monti." She checked him out giving him a passing grade. "You'll live. Nice first aid work, Dean."

"Whoa! Dean, I hope the other person looks worse than you." Sam teased, having just walked through the door and having missed the previous conversation.

"A little bit. It was a pretty even fight though…"

Sam walked fully into the living room and saw Montana. "You didn't." He said looking at Dean.

"I did." Dean said matter-of-factly.

"Sometimes Dean, being the bigger one means not retaliating in like form." Sam spouted off.

"Yeah, well, never said I wanted to be the bigger one."

"Dean Winchester! Shut up and sit down, your eye's gonna need stitches, and Montana's sewing is shit." Adyn said, pointing to a spot on the couch, clearly indicating where he was to sit.

Montana and Sam sniggered as Dean docilely sat down. "You know Adie-dear, Sam could do this and I'm sure some butterfly Band-Aids will do for the eye."

"Oh. I'm sure Sam could. But then I couldn't have the pleasure of seeing you wince every time I shove that needle through your skin."

"It would seem I forgot to warn you Dean. Adie can be really scary and vindictive." Montana said innocently.

"You don't say?" Dean shot him a quick glance, not really wanting to take his eyes of Adyn for fear of what she would do.

Adyn sat down on Dean's lap, facing his face as she held a threaded needle.

"Umm Adie? You sure it's safe to sit there and do that?" Worry fleetingly blossomed across Dean's face.

"Probably not." She replied calmly. "Just means you shouldn't flinch or move too much. Might make me mess up."

With those words, any good thoughts he had about Adyn sitting in such a position quickly went out the door.

Despite Adyn's harsh words, she was surprisingly gentle. Well, surprising to Dean. Montana had been on the receiving end of Adyn's medical attention, and Sam, well, Adyn reminded him to much of Dean not to be gentle.

"There. You'll be good as new in a few days." Adyn tied of her stitches and put the needle back in the first aid kit. Dean pulled her in for a kiss. Montana got up, Sam coughed, and Adyn returned it quickly before getting off Dean's lap.

"Ok. You guys should probably hit the sack. We still have some research to get done." Adyn shooed Dean off the couch and unfolded the pull-out bed.

"You're not sleeping on that." Dean and Sam simultaneously said.

"You're right. I'm not, now you two get to bed."

"You going to make Montana sleep there?" Dean asked, not really believing that she wasn't planning on sleeping there.

"That is really none of your business. Seriously. Go. To. Bed. Or the ass-kicking Monti gave you is going to seem like a walk in the park."

Sam, being the smart one, realized the futility in arguing, so he shut his mouth and went to bed. Dean, however just had to keep pushing.

"Dean. I'm serious." Adyn sighed in exasperation. "I'm not talking about this with you."

"Well, if you're not gonna sleep out here, then you could join me. I brought ice cream. You could make a 'Dean Sundae'." He said it innocently but the waggle of his eyebrows ruined any shot he actually had at innocence.

"Mmmm… Ice cream." Adyn said dreamily. She started to say something else, but was cut off by the sound of DVD cases being dropped. Adyn looked around Dean, who had turned around at the sound, both watched as Montana stormed down the hall, back towards his bedroom.

"Monti… Wait…" Adyn started, but was cut off once again by the sound of a door slamming, followed by the click of it locking.

"Damnit!" Adyn ranted as she picked up the Dvd's. "Fuck!" She paused. "Well Shit! This is just great."

"What's wrong Adie?" Dean asked as he bent down to help her pick up the Dvd's. "Why did he get mad? I mean I know he doesn't like me… but…"

"It's not you. Well it is, but more that he's mad cause he expected me to stay. Which I was gonna tell you no, however, he didn't give me the chance."

"Stay?"

"We have this tradition. On the night of our parents' death anniversary, we stay up and watch all their favorite, movies, TV shows, etc. Tonight's the night."

"Oh…. I'm sorry. I didn't know. I would have left it alone if I had."

"Sok. Just go to bed. I'll fix it."

"You think he'll come out?"

"I don't know. But I have to try. Night Dean. I'll see you in the morning." She kissed him and then watched as he made his way to the bedroom. Sighing she walked up to Montana's door. "Monti" She said as she softly knocked. "I'm gonna be out here if you decide to join me." She heard a muffled response and secretly knew that he would not be joining her tonight, but she would wait. Just in case.

She must have dozed off, because the next thing she remembered was hearing muffled thrashing. "Oh God! Why'd I fall asleep? I knew this would happen…" She quickly rushed to Montana's door picked the lock and let herself inside. Her brother was in the throes of a bad nightmare, which didn't shock her really. After all that is why she started the tradition of staying up all night to commemorate their parents. Forgetting everything else she walked quickly to his side and began mutter reassurances to him, all the while coaxing him over enough for her to get in bed with him. And that was all it took, sensing that his sister was there, and that everything was ok, he fell into a peaceful sleep. Adyn quickly followed.

Unbeknownst to both though, this touching little episode was being observed. Dean stood quietly in the doorway watching. He had woken to the same sounds Adyn had, not knowing what they were, he got up to investigate. He watched as Adyn picked the lock, but forgot to shut the door all the way. Watching her do the same thing he would have done for his brother, a feeling of pride, understanding, and something else that he couldn't put his finger on, coursed through his body. He gently shut the door and walked back to his room and fell asleep.

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Montana woke slowly the next morning. A strange phenomenon that he found rarely happened in his life, ever. He woke feeling safe, and loved, and he wondered on that a bit, before he realized that someone was knocking gently on the door. He sat up, or tried. He found that there was an arm pinning him down, looking over he found it was his sister. 'That explains feeling safe I suppose…' He thought, briefly before the mortification set in. Jumping out of bed he opened the door. "What?!" He snapped.

Sam stood there, sheepishly. "Breakfast is ready if you're curious." And that was all he said. At first Montana was relieved, and then it made him mad. Obviously they knew Adyn was in here, but they were acting like they didn't think anything about it. To make him feel better about himself, less awkward, probably. He hated that more. Getting dressed he quickly exited the room.

Adyn sensing the shortage of her brother woke up quickly and made her way to the kitchen. She was greeted by all three boys and kiss from Dean.

"Didja sleep well babe?" He asked.

"Yep." She replied snitching some of his bacon.

"Good. You wanna work on your lock-picking today? I noticed you're pretty good, but I'd like to see what you could really do with a more complicated lock." He didn't mean anything by it, didn't even really think about it, honestly. But it was enough to set Montana off.

"I'm going out." And with that he grabbed his keys and stormed out.

"Did I miss something?" Adyn asked. Not quiet sure what just happened.

"I think he's mad cause Dean saw you climb into bed with him last night." Sam stated shoveling more food onto his plate.

"Oh! Uhh… Yeah. That doesn't happened often. Not for a few years anyways." She stammered.

"Adie, babe. It's ok. Now eat. You are too skinny."

"Whatever. I'm perfectly fit." But she complied, although she was thinking about Montana.

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Montana drove quickly to the nearest gym, having decided to take out his frustrations on a punching bag. He spent about an hour on the bags, before hitting the track. He spent another hour there, and then hit the showers. Walking out of the showers, still brooding, and not really paying attention to where he was going, he ran into a girl knocking her down.

"Oh I'm sorry! I didn't see you there!" He apologized sincerely as he helped her up. She was pretty, very pretty. 5'7, olive skin, rich dark hair, and eyes to match.

"It's ok. I should have been paying attention. My names Jessabelle. But you can call me Jess." She held out her hand.

"Montana." He said shaking her hand. "Are you done here or just getting started?"

"Oh, I'm finished. Lunch time you know."

"Really? Would you like to join me? I hate eating alone." 'Why am I asking her this? I don't even know her…'

"That sounds nice really. I'd like that."

"All, right then Jess, let's go."

She smiled politely and followed him out of the gym, an evil gleam in her eyes.

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