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Kate POV

'Dad!' I said, stepping forward and grinning.

My half brothers Dean and Sam just stood there dumbly. I remembered they hadn't seen him for a long time. Dean was the first to react, a slightly shocked expression on his face.

'Dad,' he whispered, 'I can't believe it's you.'

Dad walked down the stirs, smiling slightly.

'You're getting soft, Dean. Your kid sister can beat you up. You need to lift your game. Sammy, you let him get beaten,' growled dad.

Dean flushed and said, 'Yes, sir.'

'So it's true, she's our sister?' Said Sam.

'Yes. You have to take her with you. Look after her. She'll look after you, too. She's a damn good fighter. Damn good with a gun too. She knows everything by heart.'

I examined Kim's neck. Bloody dad, sounded like he was trying to sell me. Dean looked from me to dad, with eyebrows raised. Then he glanced at Sam, who shrugged, with a what-the-hell expression on his face.

'She's 16,' said Dean.

'And? You were helping me when you were 13.'

'Dad, it's hard enough being responsible for Sa-'

'Damn it Dean! You do what I tell you, when I tell you. Do you understand?'

'Yessir.' Said Dean, looking down at his feet.

Sam looked at me, and it was my turn to shrug. Kim gave me her puppy look

'I'm not leaving without Kim,' I said suddenly.

'Kate, leave her.'

'No dad, I'm not going to.'

'Kate, leave her damn it!'

'She goes where I go,' I scowled.

'She can just stay in the Impala, dad. She might even be useful. Can't dogs scense demons?' Said Sam quickly.

'I'm not going anywhere without her,' I said.

Dad frowned at me and I glared back. He looked at Dean and Sam before saying, 'Come, Kim.'

She wagged her tail and trotted over to him.

He slipped something around her neck, and saw my questioning look.

'Bobby made it. Nothing can control her and she won't get vicious after she sees stuff. It's got a lot of protection, so don't lose it.'

'So, are we gonna stand around all day waiting for the demon to come, or are we gonna get a move on?' Asked Dean.

I figured he was still mad at dad for pushing this on him.

'I'll just go pack,' I said quickly.

'I'll help,' Sam said, instantly.

Dean glared at him as I lead the way to my bedroom. Kim jumped on my bed as I demolished the cupboard, trying to look for a bag. I finally found one and grabbed some clothes out of my drawers. Mainly baggy jeans, long sleeved shirts and black t-shirts. I found some clean-ish socks and shoved them in to. I grabbed my hair brush and a bag of pads and shoved them in too.

'Ever been on a hunt?' Asked Sam.

I looked up from trying to find Kim's lead.

'Yeah, around here. Sorted out a few vampires and some spirits.'

I pulled out my weapons box and grabbed my favourite hand gun, a hunting knife and some rock salt.

I reached under my pillow and pulled out my silver knife.

Sam raised his eyebrows.

'Never know what could sneak up on you when you're asleep. It's a bad place.'

I chucked in my ritual books, even though I knew them by heart. I found Kim's lead and she stared at me reproachful eyes, as if saying, 'first I have to wear a collar, now you're going to drag me everywhere?'

I heard dad yelling at Dean from the living room and looked at Sam.

'So how come you're hunting? Dad said you were at college.'

'It killed my girlfriend.'

'Oh, I'm sorry,' said a voice from behind us.

I spun around. It was right there. The yellow eyed demon.

'You killed her,' snarled Sam, 'and I'm gonna kill you.'

'Geddown!' I yelled.

I waited half a second for him to get out of the way before I fired rock-salt at he demon. He-it-staggered backwards then it said, 'Oh Katie, how nice to meet you.'

'Look up bastard, and it's good to meet you too.'

It looked up and saw the pentagon I had drawn ages ago.

It started laughing, a cold laugh that chilled me to the bone.

'You think that's gonna stop me?'

It stepped forward out of the pentagon and I put on my 'Oh shit' face on. Then he heard dad behind him. He looked over his shoulder and I shot him in the head repeatedly.

'Too late, you lose.'

Dad splashed holy water on him and cried, 'Get outta here now.'

I had no problem with that. Clipping on Kim's lead and hoisting my bag on my shoulder, we ran out of my house.

Dean, Sam, Kim and I crowded the Impala. Kim squished between me and my bag on the back seat.

Dad climbed into his car, and was away before Dean could even get the engine started. He raced after dad, but it was too late, he was gone.

'Damn it,' said Sam.

'Sammy, it's for the best. We have to keep getting rid of everything else.'

'You're his little soldier, aren't you Dean? Are you just gonna keep doing what he tell you until you die?'

Dean said something, but I wasn't really listening. For once, this was an argument I wanted to keep out of.

I thought about my mate, Sarah. She was the only one who knew who I was, what I hunted.

Her brother had been taken.

Sam and Dean finally finished arguing. I leant forward, between the front seats.

'So guys, what's for lunch?'

Dean laughed. Sam just looked pissed.