Chaos, Loyalty And Everything In Between

A/N: Hello again! Here's another chapter that will focus on the Winchesters, Reid and Leo, what will happen? Read to find out! Hope you guys like it! Please don't be shy as I hope to improve and feedback would be greatly appreciated, no flames please, review or PM me and happy reading!

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Chapter 5: Discovery

Reid was watching Stella while Leo went after Gabriel and to answer the door. The girl had come down with the dog a few minutes after the oven was cooking dinner, and was currently drawing in the living room. He kept his eyes on her, thinking about how much had changed since he'd seen any of them.

"Reid, meet Van Halen and AC/DC, or as I like to call them, Hummy and Dummy." Leo said as she walked in the living room with the Winchesters. She still was quite amused that they had the nerve to attempt to pass off as FBI, and in their own backyard as well. She smiled, seeing Stella draw, as she knew her daughter loved the hobby.

Sam could never remember being made this fast. Most of the time, it was when they ran into the real law enforcement that this problems came up. He looked around and noticed like the outside, the inside was welcoming and comforting. The room held a couch, a couple of recliners, and a lamp was in between the chairs, one of which was occupied by Reid while a coffee table was in the middle of the room.

"OK, there's been a misunderstanding." Dean said as he smiled. "So let's not be hasty." He looked at both Leo and Reid, thinking that he could sweet talk them into forgetting this whole thing. That was plan A, he didn't want to resort to plan B.

"That you tried to impersonate FBI? You do know that's a federal crime." Reid said as he had heard the introduction. He watched Dean and Sam carefully, he wasn't taking any chances. He glanced at Stella, who was staring at the brothers intently.

"Should we be talking about this in front of her?" Sam asked as he noticed Stella staring. She didn't bat an eye as it continued like this for several long minutes. Sam could tell Dean was wanting to bolt, but they would be in hot water if they fled.

"Stella is fine where she is. You two, however have a lot of explaining to do." Leo said suddenly as she walked back in the room. "So let's see: Dean Winchester, January 24th, 1979, Lawrence, Kansas. Father: John Winchester, ex-Marine. Mother: Mary Winchester, deceased. Older brother to Sam Winchester, born May 2nd, 1983. Same background." She tossed both their files on the coffee table and sat down beside Stella, facing them. "Start talking, or I'm getting warrants."

"Where did you find those?" Dean asked as he felt the prickle of resentment rise. He didn't like where this was going, and he had been taught that cops wouldn't get what they did. And most of the time, the lesson was correct.

"Just tell us why you're here." Reid said, he had a feeling that Leo's tactic would get them nowhere, so he decided to try another strategy. The shared look between the two was enough to let him know it was working to some degree. "Please."

"There's something here." Sam said, ignoring Dean's annoyed look as he looked at Reid and Leo. There was something about them that made him be honest. "And it's not something that can be explained." He winced at the jab Dean gave him with his elbow.

"That wasn't so hard." Leo said, she smiled at the picture Stella was showing her. She then glanced to the brothers with a sly smile, "We also know the things that go bump in the night are real." She added, rising to her feet and taking Stella's hand to check on dinner and stick the new picture on the fridge.

"What did she just say?" Dean asked, he wasn't sure he heard right. No one they had met outside the life would openly say that.

"Based on your backgrounds, the only obvious answer to the constant moving, is that you were raised as hunters." Reid said, he felt a little nervous being with them alone. It was comforting to hear movement in the kitchen to remind him he wasn't alone, not really.

"How do you know that? You shouldn't know that." Sam despaired a little, he had thought that they had come across people with normal lives. This discovery was unexpected and surprising. It was after dinner, and with Stella tucked in bed, the four were continuing their conversation on the porch.

"My parents raised me as a hunter. I pretended to not believe the stories they told me, simply because they wanted me to think they were fake, so I could have a normal life. Regardless, I learned the legends and how to take them down. I taught Reid self-defense against them and how to take them out." Leo said, comfortably sitting on the porch railing.

"Hold up, you're telling me, he's a hunter as well?"

"Dean."

"I am, though not as often as Leo. But that's what she did in exchange for being tutored in math and researching better." Reid said, not the least offended. He actually avoided hunting if he could. He was normally the one who did the research and Leo took care of whatever the problem was.

"Look, the reason why we came here was because of our dad's journal." Sam said in a gentle tone. "The name Alexander was in it, and this address." He waited, not knowing what the reaction would be. The only sound were the crickets.

"My mom left a journal behind. It had some names, both of yours were in it." Leo said hesitantly. She wasn't sure what to think, all they had to go on was a journal and the clock was ticking on the case.

"What about it? And kid, don't be thinking you can play me." Dean said, sensing something was being held back. His eyes narrowed as he didn't want to play games.

"Please, whatever it is, we can keep it a secret." Sam said, he could feel the words not being said as well, but he also didn't want her to feel threatened.

Leo shook her head and simply hopped down from her perch, going inside. The screen door slammed behind her as she went through the kitchen and down the hall to check on Stella. After seeing her sound asleep, she soon was asleep herself.

It wasn't long before the guys went to bed as well. Dean and Sam were asleep on the cots in the guest room, with Dean closest to the door. Sam's was near the window and Reid was fast asleep on the bed. It was after midnight and the moon was high in the night sky.

A shadowy figure moved throughout the house and glanced in each room, pausing for a second outside the room the boys were sharing before passing by and opening the door it wanted. The figure made no sound as it watched the two sleeping figures, even the dog didn't stir from its slumber, unaware of the intruder. A hand was reached out, then snatched away as one shivered and rolled over.

"Not tonight." The figure thought, content to watch. The moon drifted behind a group of clouds, creating more shadows for the figure to blend into. Once the silver light of the moon shone again, the mysterious figure was gone.