Megan woke up around 5:p.m. to Porkchop laying on her stomach. She removed the cat and went downstairs to find mom was already starting dinner.

"Your up." Dean smirked.

"Hon you used to sleep all the time when you weren't driving." mom said.

"Kate." Dad only called her that when he was annoyed which was usually when her or Uncle Sammy were right.

"Hope your hungy. I'm making hot dogs with bacon wrapped around them." Mom said.

I grimanced. Food didn't sound that good to me.

On the other hand Dad was just staring at me.

"What?" I asked annoyed.

"Your not pregnant are you?"

"DAD!" I was shocked. I knew he was paranoid but not this paranoid!

"Dean, that was cruel." Mom said.

"As a matter of fact I am. That's why I always sleep late and can eat just about anything." I joked.

"WHAT?" my dad's eyes went wide.

"Dad stop it! I'm not pregnant!" I shouted annoyed.

"Thank God!"

"Dad you need to have a little faith in me." I said.

"I do. It's the boys."

"Yeah your father certainly knows what they are like-" Mom began but stopped when dad shot her a glare.

Don't get me wrong I love my dad mostly because he doesn't act like other dad's and to I always wondered why my mom fell for him.

"Hey Kid, I got a suprise for you," Dad said.

"What your gay?" I shot back.

Mom snorted trying not to laugh.

"No smart ass." I smiled when he said smart ass. "I've got a hunt to with Uncl Sammy. Thought you might want to go."

"Really? You hardly ever let me go on hunts." I said shocked.

"Do you want to go or not?" Dad said.

"Hell yeah! This is cool! Other girls my age are usually out on dates on the weekends but I get to kill things." I said some what annoyed. I loved hunting but it would be nice to be able to do stuff that other girls my age did.

"Foods up." Mom said and we started eating.

Dad was scarffing his like always. "Yuck!" I said. He had mustard on the side of his chin.

I looked at mom and she shook her head. "I think I'll eat when your done." I mumbled.

"What?" Dad said with food in his mouth.

"Nothing." No wonder Uncle Sammy complained about him all the time!

Dad finished eating and looked at me. "Your going to need your strength for hunting."

"I'll eat if you wipe your mouth." I groaned.

It was going to be a long night.