I noticed I haven't done this with any of my stories like I should have. I don't own Supernatural except for the dvd. Can't wait for the soundtrack to come out. Ha Ha.

Sorry about the wait. Thanks again to JoyofReading, fairyofmusic, Caroline Ackles, shirlzstur, ash-rox, Manhattan SVU for reviewing. A really special thanks to JoyofReading for helping me out with the stories giving me your opinons to help make the stories better. I might do another story to this series or I might not. Votes and ideas would be great. The stories after all is about you guys reading and liking them. Here are a few choices that I have.

Ethan in highschool.

Megan at college and hunting on her own

Sam remarrying

Which one should I do next? The vote is up to you. You've got until I'm done with this story. Back to the story. Happy reading!

2 weeks flew by and I got to go home. I was put on bed rest and dad had to change my bandages. Things weren't all that great at home. I could here my parents arguing at night because dad wanted to kill Brad. Then I'd hear doors slaming. I knew it wasn't my fault why they were fighting but I was scared. They never fought before. I called Kathy and she came over.

"Their just scared of what he might do next. And I know your dad's mad at himself for not being able to protect you from that."

"I know I just wish the fighting would stop. That jerk is still coming into my life."

Kathy looked away. "What?" I said.

"I ran into Brad at the store when I was with Joe." I didn't want to tell you.

"How long ago?"

"A week."

"Kathy!"

"I didn't want you to worry. He can't do anything to me."

"What did he say?"

"He wanted to know how you were like I'd tell him anything. He got mad and grabbed my arm. Luckily Joe came around the corner."

I winced. "Sorry."

"It's not your fault. My arm's just kind of sore."

"Let me see."

"Megan, don't worry yourself." she pleaded.

"Fine."

"I'd better go. See you later."

"Bye." I said.

When she walked out I put on my Gary Allan cd-Tough all over. Aunt Jane got me hooked on country music. Puttin' Memories Away started playing. My dad walked in with my lunch. He groaned.

"Not country music!"

"That's what we say about your music." I said joking. "At least I can listen to almost any kind of music." I said turning the volume down.

"Kathy didn't stay long."

"She had stuff." I lied.

"Yeah right. You know what time it is." Dad said having a bandage in his hand.

"I hate this." I groaned. I rolled on my right side while my dad changed it.

"Done." He said. "Lunch." He handed me my plate and sat my drink on my nightstand.

It was hotdog with a piece of bacon wrapped around with barbecue chips and M&M's on the side.

"Yum." I said digging into the hotdog. "I can't wait until I can move around again."

"At least your shoulder healed fast. You don't have to use it as much as your side."

"Yeah, yeah. Dad how come the cops can't charge Brad for what he did?"

He sat down. "Because he's has rich parents that can do just about anything."

"Are you and mom going to get a divorce?" I asked. I had tears coming out of my eyes.

"No. I'm just angry that the cops can't get Brad for what he did even though their doing everything they can and I'm taking it out on your mother which I shouldn't do."

"I just wondered."

"I'm sorry."

"I wish it was a demon that I could easily get rid of for you but I can't."

"I don't blame you dad. You need to stop."

"It'll just take awhile to get there. Now eat. You wanna get better right?" Dad said shaking my foot.

"Yeah." I said. With that he walked out.