4 years later

"I want some Juice" 6 year old Hazel whined from the chair she was sitting in at the hotel. This was the second motel they had been at this week. John smiled tiredly at his daughter. He had just got back form killing a Wendigo, Which Dean had helped him with. while Sam and Hazel had stayed in the car.

"Ok Honey, but it will have to wait a few minutes, becuase I have to go get Pastor Jim" John said ruffling her Dark brown hair while her big brown eyes stared up at him. Sam crossed his arms and sigh.

"Well I want lucky charms" He said stubbornly and started fliping through a book his dad had let him get from the library. Dean, who had been sharpening his dads knifes lookeed up.

"Sammy quit being difficult and Hazelnut dads busy, so have some patience" he said using his nicknames for them. John handed Dean a ten dollar bill from hsi wallet.

"Here Dean, go to the amrket across the street and get some juice or something, but bring the change back, were going to need it later in the week"

"Dean! dont call me Sammy" Sam said

"and its Hazel, not hazelnut" Hazel addeed looking at him annoyed. Dean grinned at how annyoed he was making them.

"Sure dad be right back" he said closing the door behind him. He went acrtoss the street and into the store. He located the freezer section. His eyes lit up as he spotted hawahii punch. It was his favorite, but he lookes down at the 5$ and forwned Hazel and Sam liked applle juice better, and they they had been so terrified seeing that wendigo that he felt bad for them. He got the bottle and took it up to the front. The cashier smiled at him as Dean handed her the money.

"Hey there cutir, are you not with an adult"

"No mam" he said taking the change and the bag. he went back across the street and did the signal knock. 2 short taps. His dad let him in and he sat the bag on the bed. He frowned as his stomach grumbled. Money was tight these days, There dad had sold the house a few months agao, becuase they had spent so much money on amo that theyc ouldntr afford the morgage or the bills anymore. They all needed new clothes, Deans jean jacket was worn and getting a little small, and sam and hazel did too. They now lived in a rented 2 bedroom apartment in Kansas. Dean realized they hadnt ate since yesterday morning and it was getting dark out now. Hazel and Sam came up to Dean

"Did you get apple juice" she asked eargetly.

"Sure did Hazel, you and sam sit down and Ill pour you some" he said opening the bottle and pouring some into paper cups. He then poured some into cups for them. From the bed, John smiled at him. Dean noticed it was actually an effectionate smile and even though Dean wasnt one for "Chic flic" moments, he felt pleased

"What?"

"Nothing just...in case iv never told you Dean your a really good big brother, im proud of you son" he said Dean just shrugged.

"You have the rifle ready?"

"Yes sir" he said handing it to him. John got his bag and kissed sam and Hazel

"Gotta go, sorry Dean, but youll have to come next time. This thing is supposidly called a skin and very dangerous, I just dont think your ready yet. Pastor Jim and I are going to check it out" John said ruffling hsi hair. Dean jerked out of hsi grasp

"DAD! no way, im good, you even said so, let me come" He said angry that his dad was doing this. John looked stern

"Dean, really im sorry, but dont argue with me, watch your brother and sistetr, remember the drill-"

"I know I know, put salt around the door and beds and onlty open thr door if its the secret knock, I know dad" Dean imapatiently. Joh nodded and left and Dean watched out the winodw as the imapals pulled out from the drieway and dissapeared out of site. Sam came up to him and held onto his arm

"Don;t be sad Dean, Daddy said you could go next time" Sam said looking up at his brother with hsid dark green hazel eyes. Dean looked down at his puppy dog expression that usually got him anything he weanted and smiled a little ruffling hsi hair

"I know sammy, just really wanted to go, wanna help me put salt around the door and beds?: he asked getting the salt from his bag. Sam nodded eargerly. when they were finished, he noticed Hazel sitting on the bed lookinf teary eyed. Dean sat beside her and gentl turned her chin face to ward him

"Hazel, whats wrong?" he asked. She sigh and shrugged

"I want daddy to come back, hes never hear anymore"

"I know Hazel, but he'll be back...but im here and so is Sam,,,,I'l always be here" he added soflty hugging his sister. Sam climed onto the bed and layed his head on her shoulder.

"Dot be sad Hazel...daddys trying to find the thing that killed mommy' he said. Hazel sniffed

"I know" she said as she stared out the window, feeling so alone.