I found myself waking early in the morning. I got out of bed and dressed before walking downstairs. No one else was downstairs. I checked the living room. Three beer bottles were still there from last night. I picked them up and put them in the recycling bag. I heard someone walking downstairs slowly.

'Morning.' I called.

Dean came round the corner. He smirked seeing me up already.

'Morning.' Dean walked over to me.

He held me close again. I smirked at this.

'What can I get you for breakfast, Dad?' I asked.

'What are you offering?' Dean was being slightly playful with me.

'I can attempt a full English. We have cereals and then bread I can toast if you want. It's up to you.'

'I might go with the full English.'

'Alright. Is Sam up? I can do his at the same time if he is.'

'Yeah he's up. He'll be down in a minute.'

I could her someone half jogging downstairs. Sam came round the corner.

'Morning, Sammy.' Dean grinned at his brother.

'Are you up before me?' Sam looked a bit surprised at Dean.

'I thought I heard someone breaking in. It was just Holly. You have an offer of full English if you want it.' Dean explained.

'Are you sure?' Sam asked me.

'Well, it's either I give it to you, or Madame Grouchy-pants gets mad it's still in the fridge. She has a go at me for not eating what she stocks in it. You can say no.' I explained.

'Thanks, Holly. I appreciate it.' Sam smiled weakly.

I then started making the breakfast for them. Whilst it was cooking I made myself some cereal. I tried to make sure it was all done properly. I then managed to serve it up for them.

'Thanks.' Both of them smirked at me.

I checked my watch. Josh needed to be up to get ready for soccer. I walked towards the stairs.

'Josh, time to get up!' I called up the stairs.

I walked back into the kitchen and started scrubbing down the surfaces already.

'You look after your brother pretty closely.' Dean picked it up.

'I guess I have to after a Shifter broke into our last house when he was only four. He got pretty scared and didn't trust Mum for a few years. He's still not fully comfortable around her. I don't know why.' I explained.

Josh then dashed downstairs and he was dressed in his soccer kit. He sat at the table next to Sam.

'The usual, sir?' I smiled at Josh.

Josh nodded, eager already. I got a bowl down and filled the bowl with his favourite cereal of some wheat thing I hadn't seen in the UK. I added the milk and gave him a spoon. He quietly ate his cereal.

'Thank you.' Josh looked right at me.

'You're welcome, Josh. Are your trainers in your room?' I asked.

Josh nodded. I quickly left up to his room and got his soccer boots and shin pads ready. I brought it downstairs for him and I made sure I had everything for him. Josh finished and put his bowl on the side before dashing upstairs to clean his teeth.

'Tight ship, huh?' Dean chuckled a little.

'Well, someone has to when Mum lounges around in bed until the afternoon on weekends. She only gets up early on special occasions, or if she can be bothered. I have to get Josh out the house for a bit anyway.' I shrugged.

Josh ran down the stairs and held my right hand as he looked up at me.

'Are you ready to go already?' I smirked at my brother.

Josh nodded. I checked my watch.

'We have half an hour until we need to leave. You can go watch cartoons for a bit if you want.' I gently kissed his head.

Josh grinned at me and dashed into the living room. I heard the TV turn on and he watched cartoons I recognised as Looney Tunes.

'You're a natural with him.' Sam pointed out.

'Reminds me of how I looked after you, Sammy.' Dean smirked at Sam.

I heard something fall over upstairs. My instincts kicked in. I put Josh's kit bag down and walked upstairs. I drew my gun out of my jacket pocket and walked towards Mum's room. I pushed the door open slowly. I looked round the room and saw Mum was on the floor, her throat slit. The carpet was soaked in blood around her whole body. There were multiple stab wounds to her body.

'DAD!' I called.

Feet ran upstairs and then Dean came in behind me. He saw Mum and moved me back, away from the room. I then heard why. I was crying. Dean held me close to him. I cried into his shoulder like I had last night, but this time was broken sobs.

'I'm so sorry, Holly.' Dean tightened his grip on me a little bit.

I dropped my gun and just kept crying. He gently kissed my head. He then gently held my face in his hands so he could look right into my eyes.

'Come on. Let's go downstairs. We'll talk to Sam and plan our next move, ok?' Dean tried to get a response out of me.

I nodded, the tears still trickling. He picked up my gun and got it back in my pocket. He then led me downstairs by my right hand. Sam was watching Josh. He was giggling over the cartoons. Sam saw us and walked with us into the kitchen.

'What is it?' Sam asked.

'Joyce is dead. Her throat has been slit and she's been stabbed all over too. We'll have to move fast. Holly, is there any family nearby?' Dean asked.

'No. It's just me and Josh. His Dad walked out on Mum when she told him she was pregnant. We've not seen him since. Mum's parents passed away a few years back too, so I'm the only family he's got left.' I felt sad about that.

'Ok. I need you to pack as many belongings of yours and Josh's as you can. Sam, keep an eye on Josh. I'll check Joyce's room for any clues of what killed her.' Dean took command.

I dashed upstairs to Josh's room first. I pulled out his massive suitcase and filled it with as many of his clothes as I could. I then got out his massive backpack and filled that with more of his belongings. Once I had his things all packed I got them into the hallway. I dashed into my room and did the same. I was about to leave when I saw the two pictures on my desk. One of them was the three of us on a picnic. We looked so happy. The second one was of Dean and Mum. They looked like they truly loved each other. I then got them into my backpack. Dean met me in the corridor and helped me get the cases downstairs. Sam looked up at our arrival and walked over to us.

'What did you find, Dean?' Sam asked.

'Sulphur by the window. A demon did that.' Dean explained.

I looked at Josh. He was so happy. I knew I had to tell him.

'Holly, Sam and I will get your things in the car. It'll give you enough time to tell Josh. We'll need to leave as soon as possible.' Dean looked worried about me.

'Yeah. Just give us a few minutes.' I tried to be strong like my Dad.

Sam and Dean then pulled the suitcases and carried the backpacks out to their Impala. I walked to Josh and gently squeezed his left hand.

'Can I talk to you, buddy?' I asked.

Josh nodded and turned off the TV. He looked at me and I felt my heart shatter.

'Josh, I'm sorry I have to tell you this.' I tried to hold it together the best I could.

'What is it?' Josh was so innocent.

'I'm afraid Mum's gone upstairs.' I knew he understood the terminology.

'Mum's dead?' Josh was horrified.

I nodded. A tear trickled down my cheek. He held onto me and started crying. I let my tears get too much for me too. He trie to comfort me whilst also crying himself. We held onto each other for what felt like forever.

'What's happening to us?' Josh sniffed.

'We'll leave with my Dad and Uncle Sam. They'll look after us. From there I don't know. I've packed your clothes and other things and they're packed in their car. Do you want your soccer stuff?' I said.

Josh nodded. We both stood up and I picked up his kit. I helped him get his coat on and then I got mine on. I picked up our spare coats too. We left the house, hand in hand. I locked the front door and led Josh to the Impala. The back seat door was open, so Josh slid in to the other side.

'Are you alright?' Sam asked.

'I doubt we will be for a long time.' I sighed deeply.

I got into the back with Josh and shut the door behind me. Sam and Dean got in too, Dean behind the wheel. We then drove off towards a hotel for us to stay in to figure things out, if that was even possible.