A/N: Okay this chapter and chapter two have been done for a few days now. The site has just been being mean. First not sending my my PM's and alerts and now not letting me load my chapters. But since it has been a bad site I've had time to do some reading, and not been doing a lot of writing... please don't stone me! I'd like to write two fics, maybe three, that don't fit into this time line very well but are the same characters, the first would be the hunt when the boys and my little girls were kids, and the second would be a hunt that takes place way after they part ways, the third I haven't decided if I'll tac onto the end of the first one or not, but it'd be about that space of time inbetween, where the girls find John and he sort of puts them back together after Billy-Jack beats the shit out of Autumn for the last time. -sigh- but I'm getting ahead of myself. If any of ya'll would like to read any of those plz leave a little note in your review so I know whether or not to bother posting it. I don't think Autumn and Athena are going to leave me alone and let me not write it. For a writer herself Autumn really has no patience. I swear that girl lives to drive me up the wall.

Chapter Three

Dean sat at the bar waiting on Autumn. She'd taken John to Will who had agreed to watch him until Jen got in for the day. Duck was propped against the juke box playing more backwards hillbilly shit. A pretty brunet was waiting tables in a red mini dress. She wasn't half as good at her job as Athena was, having to write down every order where Athena would memorize them. Dean gave the woman a once over and decided Athena could kick the girl's ass at more than just waitress ing. Chuck the bartender never took his eyes off the woman.

"What's her story?" Dean asked conversationally. Chuck eyed him suspiciously for a moment.

"She's mine. Her mother dumped her off last weekend." he shook his head. "I never wanted her to find out about this life, but she just can't behave by her mother's standards."

"She's your daughter?" Dean was surprised. The girl looked to be in her early twenties but if she was his daughter she had to be in her teens.

"Yea." Chuck went back to wiping down the bar and watching the men flirt with his daughter.

"How old is she?"

"Sixteen. Just don't tell the state we could lose our license letting her serve alcohol." he paused a beat. "But I'd rather have her here where I can keep an eye on 'er."

"Ready, Winchester?" Autumn asked coming through the door at the back of the room.

"Yea." he answered standing up. "Later." he nodded in Chuck's direction.

"G'luck. I hear ya'll be needin' it."

Athena called just before midnight, she and Sam were stopping for the night at a motel an hours drive ahead of them. They'd had a long day and weren't in the mood to spend the night on the road. When Autumn reported this he couldn't help but to wonder what they'd been up to. They pulled off at a little gas station and got provisions for the night and he let Autumn drive awhile so he could grab a little shut eye. A rubbery hotdog, and a few dozen radio stations later he was out. Autumn turned down the volume and let him sleep past the three hours he'd told her to give him. She didn't wake him until she hit the McDonald's drive thru the next morning.

"You should have woke me up." he said as they switched seats.

"It's not a problem. You needed a little the rest anyway." she dismissed his concern and turned attention to the orange juice in her cup. "I'll never understand how people can drink something with little fleshy floaties."

"You ordered it." he reminded her taking a bite from his sandwich and hitting the road.

"I know, it's too early for pop and their coffee is as bad as Athena's."

"They call yet?"

"No, it's only seven though. I don't expect a call until they're back on the road." she yawned. "I don't think she was impressed having her own room last night though."

"Why'd they split?" he asked though he could see her starting to doze off.

"Shit." she yawned again. "They're in some tiny town and the clerk insisted if they weren't married they have two rooms."

"That'll change when they get to Vegas." Autumn nodded and he barely caught the movement from the corner of his eye. She made it halfway through her breakfast before falling asleep. It didn't take much to get her to recline her seat and at the last red light before leaving town he grabbed her jacket off the backseat where she'd tossed it at some point during the night and covered her.

"The world's a fire, all rise and urinate." Athena said bouncing on to Sam's bed. She'd picked the locks and gotten inside without any difficulty.

"Not now." he moaned rolling over. Athena snuggled down into the bed next to him.

"How about now?" she asked after a few seconds' pause.

"No."

"Now?"

"Athena."

"Sam."

"Why are you in here?"

"Because I'm your shadow." he could hear the grin in her voice.

"Well shadow, would you like to leave for a minute and give me time to get dressed?" Athena shook her head violently.

"Nope, I wanna watch."

"Perv." Sam teased sitting up and looking at the blonde in his bed. He couldn't help but to think what his brother would say at the sight. Athena in one of his hoodies, and a pair of short shorts, curled down in his bed.

"You know it's no wonder Dean's the brother always getting laid. You're bitchy in the mornings." Sam cocked a brow at his pest.

"I was just awoken by a hundred pounds of caffeine high at," he grabbed for his cell to check the time. "Seven in the morning." Athena nodded.

"Yea, and I was woken up at six-thirty by an alarm your brother set."

"How you know it was Dean?" he asked suddenly defensive.

"Autumn is a nice person. She'd never torture her dear baby sister." Athena answered innocently. Sam rolled his eyes.

"You packed already then?"

"Pack and loaded. Now I just need you and I can leave."

"I'm gonna grab a shower why don't you go call Autumn and Dean. Tell them we're about to hit the road again. See whereabouts they are." he suggested. She smiled knowing he wasn't comfortable with being alone with her in an empty motel room after the lectured they'd gotten from the owner the previous night. Athena ruffled his hair and laughed.

"Later Boy Scout." she bounced out of the bed bound out the door. For a moment Sam wondered where she got all the energy, but the question was answered by a handful of candy wrappers that had dropped from the pocket of her hoodie.

"Why is her ring so loud?" Dean grumbled into the phone.

"Dean? Why are you answering my sister's phone?" Athena asked leaning over the railing of the second floor to the motel.

"Because Autumn pulled an all nighter." he answered gruffly. "You and Geek Boy about to hit the road?" he asked his normal concern filtering through his voice as he mentioned his brother.

"Yea, King of Geekdom is in the shower then we'll be on our way out." she fell into her norm with Dean. "She drove all night?" If Dean worried about his baby brother half as much as Athena worried about her big sister then Sam wouldn't be able to move without alarms going off and Dean being alerted.

"Yea, but we'll be in Vegas soon and she can get real sleep."

"How far are you?"

"Couple hours tops. How about you guys?"

"We'll be there tonight." she promised though she wasn't entirely sure, maps were Autumn's thing. "Take care." she said drawing the conversation to a close.

"You too." he cut the line.

Athena sighed and rocked on the balls of her feet. She had a nice sugar buzz going and wasn't about to sit down before she had to. Dean was always getting on her to work out more to put her skills to use without being chased by some baddie. She studied the stairs for a moment before starting down them. Athena started pacing up and down the flight up stairs finding a steady pace and keeping it. Sam leaned over the railing and laughed at her.

"What the hell are you doing?" he asked swinging his duffle bag over his shoulder.

"I'm… I'm burning off energy. I think I've got ADD or something because I can't sit still." When Sam started to explain why it was impossible for her to ADD she cut him off with a look. He tossed her the keys.

"Take the wheel then, and I'll man the map so we don't get lost again."

Las Vegas, Nevada, February Fourth, 2007

"Sir," Autumn leaned over the counter and Dean watched bemused. Her low cut top revealed nearly everything it held, the cotton tight around her chest. A light smirk tainted her beautiful face and her voice fell low and husky. "I'm not asking for much just a room." The clerk was a young guy, eyes bugging out of his head. Dean had already summed him up as the harmless sort of guy that wasn't too popular in high school with his acne and greasy hair, but had that great personality that pulled him through. Dean bit back a laugh at the thought.

"I know, miss, I'm trying." he said and this time instead of running his eyes over the computer screen they traced Autumn. His hand reached for the phone and blindly he punched in the digits. Fifteen minutes later Autumn and Dean were in their new home away from home.

"Not bad." he said looking around the room. Though he meant her show. The room was sick. Way too much pink and red, it looked like a sleazy valentines card had exploded. The bed was even heart shaped, she cast a weary glance at the ceiling and he followed her gaze. A mirror just above the bed was the cause for the disgusted look on her face.

"I swear what some people do to get off." she shook her head and dropped her bag. "I'm gonna check the bathroom out. You get settled and we'll head out and get started after while." she said already starting for the bathroom. He heard her martyred sigh and knew it wasn't any better. "If I ever get married remind me not to honeymoon in Vegas. This is just so many levels of wrong."

"Hey, Pinhead downstairs caught hell from his boss for giving us this crib." he called into her sitting on the bed and testing the springs.

"Yea, well he shouldn't have." she was coming back out now and tossed him a small bottle that looked like the mini shampoos common in these places. "Take a stab: what is it?"

"You got me." Dean grinned rolling the bottle around in his palm.

"Mini bottle of KY" she said in a happy peppy voice. Dean laughed.

"You aren't going to be a happy camper this week are you?"

"It's not that. It's just… I've never… This is just different, and not in a good way." When she'd said she'd only ever been with Billy-Jack, the abusive bastard, he thought she was lying for his sake but the deeper in this he got the more he wondered if it might just be the truth.

"Come here." he discarded the bottle and took her hand pulling her to him. She was hesitant a moment before ever so slowly she allowed herself to be pulled into his lap. "We don't have to do anything you don't want to do." he punctuated this with a kiss that she fervently returned.

"It's not that I don't want to." she said pulling away but still staying wrapped in his arms. "It's just a bit"

"I know, and you haven't gotten any real sleep. So," he started to break out an old deal. "Why don't we get a jump start on this case just poke around a little and when we get our next call from the children we'll turn in for the night. Then we'll see about all of this tomorrow." she leaned into him and kissed his jaw.

"You're dad would kick my ass if this were last year."

"Yea, brining my dad up isn't really a turn on." he teased. She playfully swatted his arm before hopping up.

"Before we head out I'm getting out of this thing." she gestured to the shirt.

"No. No. No, you can't do that." he grabbed her bag away from her.

"Dean, if it were just low cut that'd be fine. If it just had words or a picture or whatever that'd be fine. But this has both. That isn't okay." she pointed at the lettering. 'If you could read my mind you wouldn't be here right now' was scrawled across her breasts and you really had to look to catch half of it as the words nearly disappeared, tucking themselves under her.

"What if we need leverage again?" he asked.

"Then we'll find a chick and you can do it." she grinned.

"Autumn." he tried to pull off Sammy's puppy look and knew he was failing.

"Fine." she sighed and moved away from her bag. "But only because you want me to." Dean followed her toward the door. "So when did you develop a crestfallen look? Last I checked you only had arrogant and 'I'm going to kick your ass to hell and back'."

"You likey?" he asked catching up with her. Autumn rolled her eyes.

"You are such a dork." he snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her to him as a couple of guys passed by. "But you're my dork at least."

Just outside of Vegas

"So Dean about got you killed because he took two seconds to act like a kid?" Athena sighed. "Only in our world is that possible."

They were about two hours outside of Las Vegas and to keep each other awake they'd been swapping stories. At first it had just been hunting, then they blew the lid off and went for everything. Sam wasn't much with words, but what Winchester was, still he tried to tell his struggles and work through how different things had left him feeling. Athena did better than he did not afraid to speak what she thought, apparently Autumn hadn't sufficiently teased her growing up. Sam shifted in his seat so he could see the road and Athena.

"What happened? When we first met up you were the voice." Athena shrugged.

"Autumn has issues. If she wants to talk awhile, though, that's cool. It won't last." she explained. When the sugar high had worn off she'd crashed and Sam had taken over the driving. Now she sat, legs curled under herself, in the passenger seat of Scarlet the mustang.

"She done this before?" he asked curious about the personality shift. It'd been a while since the fire, when the shift had happened, but at the same time it wasn't enough time for a person to change that much.

"When we were kids she was always in control. Even when she was black, blue, and bleeding from one of her accidents with Billy-Jack she had control. But then your dad broke her."

"Broke her?"

"Yea, you know like how you break a horse to ride. Dad rode her ass constantly. Nothing she did was good enough, she would chase her tail all day for him. After that she just stop giving orders and started taking them. That and I think she was afraid of what he was going to do when he found out we disobeyed direct orders to stay away from his boys." Athena smiled. "Anyone ever tell you your father is a strange little man?"

"You have no idea."

"Dude." Athena called tossing him the keys to their room. "Same room, a double." she popped the trunk and started extracting bags.

"You calling them or should I?" Athena shrugged handing him his duffle bag and computer case.

"Up to you. Personally I say we let them bleed a little while."

"Let them bleed?" he repeated brow cocked.

"Yea, just for a little while. You know until two or three in the morning, when they give us a call."

"Pissed off." he added. She grinned.

"Yea, and you're not afraid of them are you?" she teased leading the way to their room.

"No. Of course not." he hesitated just a second to long and she laughed at him.

"Poor wittle Sammy. Don't worry, baby Sammy, I won't let them get you."

"You couldn't stop a pussy cat." he shot at her.

"How much damage can a kitty do?" she asked.

"A lot less than an angry Dean and Autumn."

"Uh duh. Dude, they're purrrfectly harmless." she actually purred like a cat when she said 'perfectly'.

"Then lets get started." he sat down on the bed closest to the door, Dean would never let him hear the end of it if he didn't take that bed, and set up his laptop.

"Thanks." Autumn called over her shoulder as she let Dean pull her away from the counter.

"So, our place, ten cases makes twenty vics, and all of this in two years, with no suspects?" Dean asked peeling her notes out of her hand. They'd managed to pull of a being a couple of reporters from a local paper.

"If it wasn't our kind of gig it wouldn't have made it to hot topic at Jen's." Autumn answered reading his line of thought.

"Okay, so what's the connection between the victims?" Autumn slid into the Impala next to him.

"Besides staying at the same hotel, nothing as far as I've seen. I left my computer doing a search back in the room."

"Then homeward bound." Dean grinned and he saw her smile despite trying to fight off a yawn. She hadn't slept much in the car on the way, saying she had to stay awake with him.

"I don't know that I would ever call anywhere within a hundred miles of Vegas, home." she said leaning over and unlocking the driver's side door.

"Come on, you know you love it." he teased her.

"Yes, it stands up to all moral standards doesn't it?"

"Babe, how can you be moral with our job?"

"Easy." she smirked sliding over and tucking herself into his side. "I just have to over look a few of the details."

"Which details would those be?"

"The reason they're so much fun."

He hummed a response and she turned on the radio, cranking up the volume until the music vibrated in his chest. He'd accomplished what he'd set out to do upon arrival, they had a room in the same hotel as the victims, and a decent start on the research. Now all that was left was to get Autumn back to their room. Dean kept his mind busy playing out what would happen tonight. He had her and an empty room for as long as it took to seek and destroy his new play mate.

"I'm gonna grab a shower, care to join me?" Autumn asked already stripping off layers when they hit the door.

"Seriously?" she stopped at the bed to unlace her boots cursing the laces as they tangled up on her fingers.

"Dude, don't question me." she was up and gone before he could blink leaving behind her jeans and the hated top.

"Sammy, do you notice anything about these pics?" Athena asked the youngest Winchester. He was sprawled out on his bed balling up the greasy cheese burger wrappers and tossing them at the waste basket.

"What do you mean?" he slid off his bed and crawled over to hers. The blue eyed blonde spun his computer around so he could see the screen. Gently he adjusted it and looked at the pictures of the female victims. It was never easy to look at the smiling faces of those who fell in the path of the supernatural. He'd always thought he and his family should be able to protect these innocents from the ghosts and ghouls of the night.

"Look really close." she prompted.

"What hotel is your sister at?" Sam asked when he saw what she was pointing out. He'd felt that over protective urge in fights before but never outside of them. Now he had to know where his brother and the older Daemon were. Things had just got a wee bit more complicated.

A/N...again: I swear soon we'll get to the hunt and research. I just love playing with their little personal dramas. Soon, we'll get to see Athena and Autumn with a nice bottle of tequila, and big revelations about our new friend...