Chelseas Point of View

Uncle Sam smelled of dirt and cologne, I breathed it in as I snuggled closer to him. He must have been working hard, we fell asleep together as Uncle Dean drove for a really long time. Well, maybe not that long, but it felt long!

"Sammy, were here." Uncle Dean whispered to Uncle Sam as we both slowly woke.

Uncle Sam held me close as he opened the door, the icy wind rushing in and making me shiver.

"Its alright Chelsea, we'll be inside in just a minute…" He spoke with gruff sleep still in his voice.

The snow crunched beneath us as Uncle Sam and Uncle Dean walked toward the small building, I'd seen it once when mommy brought me into town to get a dress. I hated dresses, they were dumb.

It was small and kinda smelly, but they didn't seem to mind, I did though. I crinkled my nose and stuck out my tongue as Uncle Dean talked to the old guy behind the glass.

"Two twins please." Uncle Dean asked politely.

The old guy slid me a glance and was mad that I made funny faces at his den. I couldn't help it, it smelled like icky stuff!

And why would Uncle Dean want two twins? They were annoying, I had met some…

He looked back to Uncle Dean and slid him a key with a mean glare, I didn't like him, he had meaness all over him.

"Thanks…" Uncle Dean said, he could see he was mean too.

We walked down a tiny hallway, Uncle Sam almost hit his head on the doorway! We went inside a small room and Uncle Sam sat me down on a bed, I bounced excitedly cause now I was wide awake.

Uncle Sam looked down at me with a smile and then turned to Dean.

"Can you watch her while I get a shower?" Uncle Sam was already heading toward the bathroom and Uncle Dean only nodded as he rummaged through a duffel bag. The door closed and I looked around the room to find something to do.

It was a small den with faded yellow walls and a really stained carpet. It smelled funny though. I looked up at Uncle Dean as he pulled out clothes and put a knife under his pillow.

"Whatcha doin'?" I asked as I swung my legs back and forth on the edge of the bed.

Uncle Dean looked up, a small smirk spread on his lips before he returned to his bag.

"I'm gettin' stuff ready for tomorrow." He replied simply.

He picked up a shirt and smelled it, then made an icky face and said gross. I giggled at his funny face. He looked back up an I met his eyes.

"Whatcha gotta do tomorrow?"

"Laundry apparently." He paused as he looked at another shirt, this time not even risking a smell.

"So Chelsea, what can you tell me about yourself?" He sat on the bed across from me and rested his elbows on his knees, we met eyes once again and I bit my lip nervously. Mommy told me not to tell people about us, but they already knew. And she said I could trust them, so I guess I could…

"My name is Chelsea Naomi Blue and I'm a part of the Blue pack. My mommys name is Olivia Marie Blue and my daddys name is Lucas Nathaniel Blue, hes our alpha too." I took a deep breath, this tellin' stuff was hard work.

"My daddy says were really special cause, cause nobody knows about us, but they can't cause if they did they might hurt us…Your, your not gonna hurt us are ya Uncle Dean?" I panicked cause remembering my daddys words made me sick with worry.

Uncle Dean got a hint of hurt in his eyes and then he waved me over, I ran to him and crawled in his lap, I felt bad for hurting his feelings.

"Chelsea, your mommy left you with us for a very special reason. She didn't want anybody to hurt you, Sammy and I will never hurt you. And we won't let anyone else find out about you or your family so they won't get hurt either, ok?" Uncle Dean had a tone that said he was very serious, but it was all backed by love. I bit my lip and nodded.

"Can you tell me more about your mommy and daddy and what they tell you?" Uncle Dean asked softly this time. I relaxed and started playing with his necklace.

"My daddy tells me stories all the time about our kind and about how we've been so secretive that, that nobody knows about us! They think all wolfys are mean and evil, daddy says cause they were our kind that got stupid and greedy. But most of us are nice, we just want to take care of our pack. You wanna see my other self Uncle Dean?!" I looked up at him and he gave me a funny look and then chuckled.

"Not tonight runt, but I do wanna…make you fly!"

He quickly grabbed me and raised me in the really high in the air, I giggled loudly and let out an excited scream. I wiggled and squirmed but he was to strong as he swung me around and then gently I landed on the bed, my apparent flight was over he said.

"Ya know what I heard Uncle Dean?" I asked excitedly as he sat down next to me with a grin.

"What'd you hear?" He asked quickly.

"That, that your ticklish!" I grabbed his side and he let out a yelp of surprise then started laughing.

"Hey now, that's cheatin' runt!" He fell on his back and I crawled on top of him.

Ha! I had him this time! I tickled his belly just like my mommy had done to me. He laughed and yelled jokingly at me. Then he started tickling my sides and I was done.

"No! No! Uncle Dean! That ain't fair!" I yelled through laughs.

"Oh really? I recall you sneak attacking meee!!" He picked me up and I wrapped my arms around his neck in a hug.

"You two havin' fun?" We turned around to see Uncle Sam step out of that bathroom, a big smile on his face.

"Chelsea and I were just talkin', then she decided to pull the dreaded tickle attack on me." Uncle Dean smirked and pulled me closer as he sat down on his bed. I was getting tired again, and as my uncles talked I tried really hard to stay awake. I really did, but their voices were like my mommys lullaby, soft and warm…

Deans Point of View

I liked kids. I guess it was the big brother in me, I just always felt the need to protect those who needed it most, and right now this girl needed us. She was left alone in this world, her mother dead and possibly her father. Sam and Dean were all she had by the looks of it, and I didn't mind on bit.

The picture of Sam carrying her into the motel, her eyes widening and taking in the world with pure curiosity was something I would just always remember. As Sam set her down and went off to shower, I realized this was my chance to get to know her and see what she knew. If we were going to find her dad, we needed something to go on beside that he was possibly in Wisconsin.

I knew to let her come on her own terms though, so I sorted threw my laundry as she sat watching me with shining eyes. She questioned me as to what I was doing like any normal kid, after getting a laugh from her due to stinky laundry I decided to question the past…

"So Chelsea, what can you tell me about yourself?" I looked in her blue green eyes as she nervously bit her lip, contemplating on how to answer. Then she took a deep breath and spilled quickly like a kid rushing through a story.

"My name is Chelsea Naomi Blue and I'm a part of the Blue pack. My mommys name is Olivia Marie Blue and my daddys name is Lucas Nathaniel Blue, hes our alpha too." She came up for air and then started again.

"My daddy says were really special cause, cause nobody knows about us, but they can't cause if they did they might hurt us…Your not gonna hurt us are ya Uncle Dean?" Her eyes got wide and she looked at me with a hint of fear.

I know I could be rough around the edges, but I would never want a kid to think I would hurt them. I waved for her to come over and was more then pleased when she crawled in my lap with trust.

"Chelsea, your mommy left you with us for a very special reason. She didn't want anybody to hurt you, Sammy and I will never hurt you. And we won't let anyone else find out about you or your family so they won't get hurt either, ok?" I tried to be soft, but that was Sams thing, I always came out firm and serious in these types of things.

"Can you tell me more about your mommy and daddy and what they tell you?" This time it was softer, I was getting there. She grabbed my necklace with tiny, fragile hands and played with it gingerly.

"My daddy tells me storys all the time about our kind and about how we've been so secretive that, that nobody knows about us! They think all wolfys are mean and evil, daddy says cause they were our kind that got stupid and greedy. But most of us are nice, we just want to take care of our pack. You wanna see my other self Uncle Dean?!" I was taken aback by not only her sudden change in subject, but the fact that she was so willing to turn into a wolf puppy for me.

We'd have to work on that, I laughed at the thought of the puppy and then an idea sparked in my mind.

"Not tonight runt, but I do wanna…make you fly!"

I grabbed her quickly and she started laughing and giggling as I swung her around the room playfully. She squirmed and tried to get away, but I held her tightly so she didn't get hurt, then ever so gently I laid her down on the back.

"Sorry girly but your flights over." I grinned at her as she giggled madly.

"Ya know what I heard Uncle Dean?" She asked me with great excitement in her sweet voice.

"What'd you hear?" I responded with a tone that everyone used on kids when they asked a question.

"That, that your ticklish!" She dove for my side and I crippled under the dreaded tickling, darn kids and their knowing of sensitive spots!

"Hey now, that's cheatin' runt!" I fell back and she scrambled on top of me and reached with her tiny hands to tickle me everywhere possible. Then I saw my chance and easily tickled her whole front and side, she laughed so hard she could barely yell at me.

"No! No! Uncle Dean! That ain't fair!"

"Oh really? I recall you sneak attacking meee!!" I stopped my tickling and picked her up, I was pleasantly surprised when she wrapped her arms around my neck and rubbed her head in the crook of my neck. I sighed and pulled her close. I already loved this kid.

"You two havin' fun?" Sams voice came from behind me, I turned and found my younger brother smiling at the sight of his big brother going all oversized teddy bear with a little girl.

"Chelsea and I were just talkin', then she decided to pull the dreaded tickle attack on me." I replied easily as we sat down on the bed.

I smirked at Chelsea as she looked up at me, she grinned back and then went back to looking at Sam. Sam returned the smile and then looked at me with a more serious glance.

Sams Point of View

"I was thinking tomorrow we can check the area and see if we can find were they were living, or if anybody knows anything."

I looked over my brother as he sat on a motel bed, a little girl falling asleep in his arms. One sight I never thought I would see in my entire life. Just like walking out of the bathroom to find my big brother playing with her, obviously enjoying every moment of it.

"She was telling me about how secretive they are, and about how all the bad wolfys were just mean and greedy. So I'm thinking its some type of werewolf pack, but, never thought'd I say this, but a good one."

I nodded in agreement and thought about all the lore's on shapeshifters and werewolves, I had only recalled peaceful ones when dealing with Native Americans, but that wasn't much to go on.

"Well I'm gonna go shower then turn in for the night." Dean rose, careful not to wake Chelsea who was no fast asleep, her honey curls gently falling on her face.

"Uhh, whos she gonna sleep with?" Dean asked with a sudden look of confusion. I laughed lightly and waved for him to bring her to me, she didn't seem to care who just as long as she got to sleep. She stirred slightly as he laid her in my bed, I watched her with a smile. She was sweet, innocent and it just melted my heart.

"Uncle Sammy, wheres Ucle Dean goin'?" She whispered and slowly blinked her eyes open. Dean looked back with a grin.

"Hes gonna go get a shower, is it ok if you sleep with me?" I whispered and began to cover her up. We'd have to get her pajamas tomorrow, and other clothes, and food…I suddenly got why parents said the list was never ending when it came to kids.

"Oh, tell him not scare the duckies away, that's my job. And as long as you don't snore like my daddy, I'll sleep with you Uncle Sammy, but promise Uncle Dean I'll sleep with him tomorrow night cause I don't want him to feel left out…" Her sentences fell together as she started drifting. Dean laughed at that and gave me a nod, letting me know he heard and all was good. I gave him a wave of good night as I laughed lightly at the ducky comment. For some odd reason a image of a little wolf puppy chasing away ducks came to mind…

I slipped under the covers and got comfy, as I started drifting off to sleep I felt a little body crawl closer and snuggle against my chest and a head of hair rest under my chin. I smiled and laid an arm over her shoulder, I already loved this kid…

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After seeing a bunch of little kids over the holidays, I was inspired to make some cute scenes. Hope I succeeded and your all enjoying the story. Thank you reviewers, you people make me smile get in a really good writing mood! So if you want me to keep goin' at this pace, then don't be afraid to let me know your thoughts! Thanks!