We found a hotel and Sam booked a room for us. We got in and found four single beds. Josh claimed a bed and looked at me. I put his stuff down and gently kissed his head.

'Are you alright?' I asked him carefully.

'Can I sleep please?' Josh's voice had shrunk.

'Yeah. Go through the bathroom first.' I smirked weakly.

Josh got up and quickly dashed in with his toiletries bag. I sighed deeply as I got his PJs out of his case and onto the bed for him to change into.

'Holly?' Dean walked to me.

I let him hold onto me. I felt so shaky. My mind was everywhere. I couldn't think straight. Dean gently kissed my head.

'Sam and I will be at the table. When he's asleep, come and sit with us for a bit, alright?' Dean gently stroked my left cheek with his hand.

I nodded, trying to hold myself together for Josh. Josh came out of the bathroom and looked up at me.

'Can you tell me a story?' Josh hoped I would.

'Yeah. Come on.' I got him under the covers and I sat on the bed next to him.

'Tell me how Mommy met your Daddy.' Josh smiled a little.

'Are you sure?' I asked.

Josh nodded. I knew this was going to be interesting. Dean would hear how Mum had told me how they met all those years ago.

'Once upon a time there was this young girl called Joyce and she fought the monsters under beds. One day she was on a case against the evil monsters when she was caught by surprise. There were more of them than she thought. She was one against six. She'd fired all the bullets she had. Out of nowhere a young man ran into the room and shot two of them down in a matter of seconds. What did he say next?' I got him involved.

'Come and get me, sons of bitches!' Josh giggled.

'That's right. The monsters ran at him, but he wasn't scared. He protected her as long as he could. He got her out the warehouse into the daylight. They both got their breath back, now the creatures couldn't get them. "I guess I owe you one." She said to him. "What's your name?" He asked her. "I'm Joyce. Who are you?" "My name's Dean."' I smirked at Josh's grin.

'They both killed the monsters!' Josh squealed with joy.

'Uh-huh. They both won against the monsters, keeping other children safe in their beds. After their fight, they found out they were at the same hotel, so Dean gave her a lift back. They got to know each other pretty well before Dean was called by his Dad to help on another case.' I looked down and saw Josh was asleep.

I gently kissed Josh's head and tucked the covers a bit more around him.

'Sweet dreams, kid.' I whispered.

I quietly walked to the table where Sam and Dean were. I sat on Dean's right, opposite Sam.

'I didn't know you knew so much.' Dean was a little surprised.

'You think I'd give up asking about my Dad?' I smirked at Dean.

'How often did you get Joyce to tell you the story?' Sam asked.

'Every night when I was a kid. When I got older, I asked her more about the truth until she caved in and told me you hunted monsters and demons. She told me you both killed a vampire nest. The one thing she wouldn't talk about was you or where she thought you were. You almost became a taboo. Obviously she was scared I'd start searching for you, which I did when she didn't know. I tracked you to Kansas, but I couldn't lock down on a town or city. But I guess I never gave up the hope I'd find you.' I shrugged.

Dean gently pulled me into his side. He kissed my head and smirked at me.

'She got that part right, though.' Dean said.

'Which part?' I asked.

'Come and get me, sons of bitches.' Dean whispered in my ear, but it was spoken like he would have said it out loud.

It made me laugh how he did that. I saw Sam smirking. Obviously he knew what Dean was up to. A map was laid out on the table.

'From the evidence we have, it looks like a Shifter's at work here. Either that or a really weird Vampire.' Dean explained.

'You know how to stop it?' I asked.

'Yeah. We'll go and investigate it tomorrow. I think we need rest first.' Sam looked at me in particular.

I nodded. Sam and Dean kept planning whilst I rested my head on Dean's shoulder. My eyes eventually closed.

'Dean.' Sam whispered.

'What?' Dean asked.

I guessed Sam pointed me out to him.

'Oh.' Dean whispered.

I then felt Dean move from his chair and he got me into his arms. I felt him tuck me into bed.

'Night, kid.' Dean gently kissed my head.

I then slowly fell under in my sleep.

I found myself waking to find the sunlight coming into the room. Sam and Dean were already up talking in the kitchen. I got out clean clothes and quietly headed for the bathroom. I freshened myself up and quietly left the bathroom too. I was about to pull my backpack onto the bed when a pair of arms grabbed me from behind and hoisted me into the air. I started giggling when I saw it was Sam.

'Morning.' I kept laughing.

Sam put me down near to Dean. Dean then hoisted me over one shoulder. I couldn't help but laugh. He walked around as usual round the kitchen with me like that.

'Come on!' I couldn't stop my laughs.

I was eventually put down on my feet again. I got myself some breakfast and got Josh's ready for when he woke up.

'Right.' Dean started.

'Left.' I quietly interrupted, but Sam heard me and started laughing.

'What?' Dean had missed it.

'Never mind.' Sam was still laughing a little bit.

'What's the plan for today?' I asked, covering my tracks.

'This morning Sam and I will go and talk to the cops undercover to find out more about what they know from the scenes. We might be able to get some info from your Mom's too. I need you to watch Josh until we get back. Then this afternoon we'll see what we need to check before we plunge in there.' Dean had it set.

'Ok. You'd better get your suits ready.' I knew what was needed.

Sam and Dean quickly got their breakfast things washed up and walked to their things to get dressed. I washed up mine and cleaned the kitchen a bit. I looked back and Dean had his tie all crooked. He walked to me and I straightened it before he said a word.

'Thanks. Do you have our numbers?' Dean asked.

'No. Mum kept them to herself. She didn't want her curious about her Dad kid calling him.' I smirked.

Dean held his hand out to me. I gave him my phone. He typed something in and looked back at Sam. Dean chucked my phone at Sam, who caught it and typed something in too. He passed it back to Dean and gave my phone to me.

'You now have both our numbers. Call us if anything goes wrong, ok?' Dean tried to stay calm.

I nodded. He held me close in a hug again. He then released me and got Sam to leave with him, but not before Sam could look back at me. They shut the door behind them. I felt scared now for the first time. Josh woke up and came into the kitchen. I got him to eat breakfast. He sat watching cartoons all morning. He kept looking back at me too. I knew Josh was worried about me. He'd not seen me so nervous. My heart kept drumming in my chest. I worried about my Dad and his brother. I didn't know how this would turn out.

'Holly, they're coming back, aren't they?' Josh asked.

'Yeah. I just worry about them. That's all.' I showed him a weak smile.

'They'll be ok. Your Dad's the best.' Josh grinned.

He then continued watching the cartoons. I couldn't think what else to do. I made all our beds. I made sure it was all seriously tidy. Sam and Dean came back with folders and a bag that smelt like food.

'Get bored, did we?' Dean smirked at the beds.

'That's not funny, Dad.' I turned my back on him and walked to my backpack.

I checked through it and found my small metal tin. I opened it and found bullets crammed into it. Silver bullets. Normal bullets. Rock salt bullets. Iron bullets. I was ready for anything. I pulled out my Automatic and got my ammo locked into it. This battle was to be won by us, the Winchesters.