Chapter 5

Technically Sunday Morning

I ran down the hall towards my parent's room. "Dad!" I screamed when I saw the shadow throw him across the room.

"Mackenzie, go back to bed sweetie." My mom said from the corner of the room. All of a sudden the Davea flowed across the wall and to her, its claws out. I heard her scream and saw deep scratches run across her torso.

"Mom, no!" I yelled as I ran to her. Only to be thrown back as my father was just moments before. I landed next to him, rubbing my head I sat up and shook him.

"Mackenzie… get the… lights." He whispered. He squeezed my hand as tears began to flow down my face.

I nodded and dashed to the light switch. "I love you Dad." I said just before he screamed in pain, gaining the same fate as my mother. I could see the shadow slide across the wall, coming towards me.

"Go to hell." I whispered before I became blinded by light.

"No!" I jolted awake, soaked in a cold sweat. I was panting from the nightmare of my childhood. I was ten when I lost my parents, I had just learned about Daveas since my dad had a case in town. I never thought they would get him before he could get them. I haven't cried since that night.

"Mackenzie?" I heard a voice whisper from somewhere behind me. I jumped off the couch and got in a defensive position like always.

"Hey, it's alright, it's just us." Dean said stepping out of the kitchen with a beer bottle in his hand. Sam was right behind him, with the same worried expression on his face.

"Oh, um, sorry." I said looking at my raised fists, slowly lowering them and standing up straighter.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. Did I wake you up?" I asked sitting down on the corner of the couch, hoping they'll buy the subject change.

The brothers looked at each other before walking into the living room and sitting on the couch facing me.

"No, we were just getting some beer. You sure you're okay?" Sam asked. I sighed and dropped my face in my hands, shaking my head I looked at them.

"Nope, but that's not your problem. It was just a nightmare, nothing different from every other night. What time is it?" I asked avoiding the subject again.

"Midnight. If you need anyone to talk to, you know where we'll be." Dean said taking a sip of beer. I nodded and smiled. Only hunters would know the pain I was going through.

"Thanks but, I'm not the type to talk about my feelings." I said. Dean let out a comical breath of relief before Sam slapped his arm. I laughed at them.

"Sam it's okay, if I walked in on a girl screaming herself awake I would react the same way as Dean." I said smirking. They grinned and stood up, saying goodnight I watched them retreat up the stairs.

I sighed and went to put their clothes into the dryer before going back to bed once more.


It was the heat of the moment..

My phone sang out to me, waking me from my light sleep. I groaned and shut off my alarm, pushing myself into a sitting position. The clock showed that it was 9:30 in the morning.

Combing my hair back I grumbled to myself as I got up to finish the laundry. Taking the clothes out of the dryer I folded them into the piles of who I thought was who's. I set the basket of clothes at the bottom of the stairs so I could remember to take them up when I woke the boys.

I turned on the TV and watched some morning shows, trying to wake myself up. I don't drink coffee, It leaves me tired further on in the day. And it's not very good to be a tired hunter.

Half an hour later I went into the kitchen to start cooking the bacon for breakfast. By the time eleven o'clock came around the kitchen table was covered in steaming bacon pancakes, toast, and scrambled eggs.

Grabbing the laundry basket I ran up the stairs. Setting it down in the hall I walked into Maria and Olivia's room.

"Wakey, wakey. Eggs with pancakes and bakey." I said throwing pillows at them at the same time. Olivia fell off the bed while Maria just grumbled.

"If you don't get up it'll just be me and the guys eating breakfast." I sang. That seemed to wake them up. When I left the room they were deciding what to wear. So glad I'm not a regular girl. Picking the basket back up I walked to my room and tapped on my door.

"Dean. You awake?" I asked, slowly opening the door. I saw him sprawled out on his stomach, taking up the entire bed. I chuckled and took his clothes out of the basket, setting them by his bag.

"Dean, wake up. Your gonna miss the bacon pancakes." I whispered, nudging him slightly. His eyes popped open and he immediately sat up.

"Where's the food?" He said, his hair sticking up everywhere.

"Don't worry, there's plenty of food. But I would still get ready quickly. I put your clothes by your bag. Nice hair by the way." I said walking back to the door. I left him running towards the mirror in my bathroom, frantically trying to fix his hair.

I grabbed Sam's clothes out of the basket and knocked on his door. Not getting an answer I opened it to find him in almost the same position, only he was on his back. I shook my head at the similarities I kept finding in the brothers. I walked over to Sam's bag and was just setting down his clothes when I heard him wake up. Straightening up I smiled at him.

"Morning. Food's downstairs, and your clothes are right there." I said walking back to the door.

"Hey, um, are you sure you're okay?" He asked me. I sighed and nodded.

"Just, don't mention it to the girls, okay? I don't need them worrying about me." I asked. After he nodded I walked out and closed the door.

I was washing the dishes when the boys came downstairs. Dean stopped in the doorway when he saw the food and for a second I was afraid he would start catching flies.

"Is this my Heaven?" He wondered out. I chuckled as Sam walking into the room and basically drooled.

"Alright boys, dig in!" I exclaimed handing them plates and silverware.

When the girls came in I had just put the last dirty dish away. I smiled at them and handed them their plates.

Half an hour and five full stomachs later I was putting the leftovers in containers for Carol. Sam and Dean had brought their bags down so I could go up and pack my own. I packed extra sets of clothes for myself, my fake badges, holy water, salt, guns, ect...

Changing into shorts, a green tank top, and a black leather jacket I walked downstairs to find the girls entertaining the brothers. I smiled and leaned against the door frame, watching Olivia and Maria go boy crazy.

These are the moments I live for, seeing my friends smiling and laughing. But we had to get a move on, so I clapped my hands and walked into the room.

"So how are we gonna do this. Do you four want to all ride together with me following behind?" I asked. Smiling at the sparkle of excitement in the girls' eyes.

"Sounds good to me. Sammy?" Dean said, turning to his brother.

"Yeah, sounds awesome." He replied standing up and stretching. I swear I saw Olivia swoon when his shirt rode up literally less than two inches. Rolling my eyes I slung my bag over my shoulder, walking towards the door.

"Okay, Olivia make sure you call Carol when you get there. Maria, remind her to call when she forgets to." I said as everyone walked down the porch steps. I locked the door then headed to my own car.

"Yes mother." Maria grumbled but smiled.

"Drive fast and make poor choices!" Olivia called before getting in the back of the Impala.

"Can do!" I called, stepping in the driver's seat of my own car. I followed the Impala out of the driveway and all the way to Bobby's house. The ride was uneventful, I won't bore you with the details.

When I stepped out of my car I saw an older man waiting on the porch. He had brown hair that went into a beard. On the top of his head was a worn out baseball cap. He looked a little older than Carol, with a slight pot belly.

"Bobby! Hope you don't mind, we brought some friends." Dean said walking up to the man. I smiled at the girls and went up behind the boys.

"Hi, I'm Mackenzie. These are my friends Olivia and Maria." I said holding out my hand for him to shake. He did and nodded at the girls.

"Well, come on in. If you're a friend of these idjits, you're a friend of mine." He said walking inside. There were clutters of papers on a desk, hanging on the wall were several phones labeled different things. I whistled in approval.

"Nice set-up. I should get this for Carol." I joked.

"Are you trying to kill her?" Maria joked back. I smiled and shrugged.

"Sometimes it seems like it. Did you remind Olivia to call her?" I asked, looking at the girls with a raised eyebrow.

"Nope! I remembered all by myself." Olivia stated proudly. I smiled at her and playfully patted her head.

I watched as the brothers talked quietly with Bobby. Hopefully explaining what's happening. I took this time to talk to the girls.

"Okay, you both have one minute, each, to talk about your 'claimed man'. Maria, you start." I said turning to her. They smiled as Maria told me anything and everything that she found hot about Dean. When her time was up I turned to Olivia. She talked about how much of a nerd Sam is, but how it was okay because of his muscles. I didn't mention the fact that I saw those muscles last night, instead I bit my tongue and kept quiet.

"Time!" I called.

"Wait! We didn't talk about your man." Olivia exclaimed. I gave her a puzzled look as she mumbled something under her breath.

"Dude, she's talking about Castiel." Maria said matter-of-factly.

"Oh?" I asked and raised an eyebrow. The girls shared a glance and shook their heads, looking utterly disappointed in me. Olivia opened her mouth to speak but quickly shut it when she saw something behind me. I raised an eyebrow and slowly turned around to come face to face with the front of a trench coat.

"Cas, personal space." I said looking up at him.

"My apologies." He said and stepped back. I smiled and called out "Sam! Dean! Castiel's here." After a few seconds the three men came running into the room.

"Cas, did you find out anything?" Dean asked, walking over to us.

"Find out anything about what?" Asked a British accent that made my blood run cold. I stepped in front of Olivia and Maria and stared at the demon in the middle of the room.