"Daddy? Why happened to him?" Violet questioned as she read the missing person's sign. Dean looked at her through the rear-view mirror and frowned. Violet may be very smart but Dean has done his best to keep her away from the subject of death. She knew what it was, but Dean didn't like her thinking about it. His father didn't understand, she was going to have to deal with it one day and he felt that it would be easier on her if Dean gave her the talk about how dangerous hunting can be.

"He's missing." Dean told her simply. He knew that the kid was dead but Violet didn't need to. Why make her upset when it could be avoided. Her eyebrows furrowed and she crossed her arms over her chest. She knew that her father looked for missing people and that he almost always found them but something about the way he said it made her think that they wouldn't be looking for this kid.

"Violet? Would you like some Ice-cream?" Sam turned around in his seat so he could look at her. Any and all confusion left her and Sam had his answer. Both of the brother needed to speak about what they saw at the bridge and the things they heard from the girlfriend. Sam didn't think that his brother wanted to talk about it in front of Violet. So they found a park with an Ice-cream stand and sent her on her way.

"How much does she know about monsters?" Sam questioned while they sat on a bench and waited for her to come back.

"She does some of my research for me so a good amount." Dean shrugged.

"I thought you said that you wouldn't be training her."

"I'm not. She started doing that by herself, she doesn't sleep any longer then two hours every night. Sometimes less then that. She does most of her school work when I'm sleeping but she finishes so fast that she gets board. So when she was about six, almost seven, she started reading some of the lore books that I got from the library." He said, "I tried fighting it but she does what she wants at night and I couldn't really stop her so I decided that if she really wanted to help then her reading a book was better then her sneaking out to prove herself." Sam couldn't help but agree with that even though he didn't want her to really even know that monsters were real at all.

Sam was about to ask another question but Violet ran back over with three ice-cream cones balanced between her hands. Dean took his and Sam's out of her grasp. She sat down next to them and started eating hers. Dean ruffled her hair that was now siting at below her waist. It was unruly and slightly frizzy. She had it brushed over her shoulders so she wasn't sitting on it burned like a flame in the sunlight. She pushed Dean's hand off her head when her hair got in her eyes.

"Is Grandpa here?" She asked after she finished half of her frozen treat. Dean and Sam shared a look, neither one of them sure how to broach the topic. Sam was kind of at a loss of how much Dean wanted to share with his daughter. One second he wasn't telling her what happened to the kid and the next second he was having her do research. So he just decided to keep his mouth shut.

"Not sure." Dean said finally, "that's why we're here. We have to look." That answer seemed to satisfy her enough to keep her from asking questions. One thing that Sam noticed was the she didn't really question her father, much like Dean was with John. If he told her to do something, she did it, no questions asked. He figured that had a lot to do with watching his father and brother interact. If Dean never questioned his father then why did Violet?

"So we go to the library and look for anything that might work fr what's going on." Sam suggested, starting to eat his own Ice-cream. Dean nodded and ran his finger though her food and she looked at him like he just kicked a puppy. Dean laughed at her and went to do it again only for her to get up and move onto the other side of Sam, forcing him to scoot over so she had room to sit. Dean cackled, tossing his head back and Violet refused to look at him. Dean knew that he was going to pay for it. Not sure how or what she would do but he knew that the little girl wasn't one to leave anything be.

Sam picked the lock on the motel door effectively getting them inside. Violet already knew that her grandfather wasn't inside the second she got out of the Impala. Just like she knew that the ghost that had been messing with her father's car was there then gone. She didn't like the way ghosts felt. They made her uneasy. It was like she could see them and not see them at the same time.

With humans and other living beings she could feel their heart beating whenever she focused on them but with spirits they were like a dimly lit candles that flickered in and out. The one they were looking for was slightly stronger then the ones she's seen before and that made her a little more uneasy them normal.

Dean went for his shower after looking at all of John's research. Sam started going more in depth with the papers and Violet climbed up on the bed. Her dress kind of flared out around her legs and she smoothed it out. It was a dark blue that reminded her of the war head candies. Sam came and sat down next to her. She bounced up and fell into him causing him to laugh.

"Can you braid my hair?" Sam was a little surprised at the question and it must have shown because she added, "Daddy is in the shower and it's bugging me." Sam chucked and was suddenly happy that Jess had taught him one night. He did as she requested and by the time he had gotten it to the point where she didn't make him restart Dean was finished with his shower. Both men decided that it was bed time and Dean took the floor while Sam took the bed.

"Violet, wanna get some food?" Dean asked, standing in front of the door. Violet looked over at him from where she sat on the floor in front of the TV. She glanced at Sam to who was just finished listening to a voice mail from Jess. She stood up and went to her father's open hand. Sam told them that he was good and the pair set out on their quest for food. By the time they made it halfway across the parking-lot Dean noticed the police officers. He pulled out his phone to warn his brother and tugged his daughter closer to himself and continued walking. "Violet, get in the car." She gave her father a questioning look but did as she was told.

"Fake credit cards…" Violet couldn't hear what was being said through the closed door of the Impala so she just watched with wide eyes as the man in uniform pushed her father onto the hood of the car. She wanted to get out and try and help Dean but he told her to stay in the car, he must have had a reason.

They put him in the back seat of their car and one of them came to her door and opened it. It was an older man. He crouched down and she could tell that he was trying not to act scary. She narrowed her eyes at him and looked over his shoulder to see where they were taking her father. The car with him inside was already pulling out of the parking lot and she felt her heart start beating faster. Why were they taking him? What about her? Dean had told Sam to leave if he could so that means she's alone and she had no idea what to do.

"What's your name sweetie?" He questioned. Violet gave him very hard look that would have made her father proud and crossed her arms across her chest. This man thought that just because he was smiling at her she was just going to be a cute little princess after watching her father get arrested.

"I want my father." She told him.

"Well whats your father's name?"

"He told me not to speak to strangers."

"I'm an officer of the law, you can talk to me." She winkled her nose and shook her head. The police officer shook his head and knew that this was going to be a lot more difficult then he wanted it to be.

"I want my father." She said for the millionth time that hour. By now the officer that had brought her in had left her with one of the female officers. She had been trying to get Violet to answer some questions but she just demanded to see her father.

"You're father is speaking to another officer, I'm sure that he would be okay with you telling me your name." Violet gave her an incredulous look and simply shook her head. Dean had already gone over what she was supposed to do in a situation like this. He told her to give them hell and not give them any information, told her to claim stranger danger.

"I want to talk to him." The woman sighed and stood up. Violet was pleased with herself and leaned back in her chair. The woman walked away to speak with another officer and Violet waited a good few seconds before getting up and running to where they were keeping Dean. She looked through the window and saw the officer that had brought her in grilling him. When she went to open the door she was happy to find it unlocked.

"Daddy!" She quickly moved onto her father's lap leaving both men surprised. Dean didn't question it, just wrapped his arms over her stomach so she wouldn't fall and gave the officer a deadpan look.

"Where's the nice lady that was watching you?" He asked her kindly and Dean was more surprised at the 180 in this dude's personality. He looked down at his daughter and laughed out loud at her face. She was giving the man her uncle's signature bitch face. Normally the look annoyed him on his brother but it looked adorable on his ten year old, for now anyways. The officer gave him a dark look. "Teaching you're kid to disrespect the law is not a good idea." Violet beat her father to a reply.

"You disrespected my father." She accused calmly, her voice not above normal speaking level. "You shouldn't have shoved him into Baby and you shouldn't be yelling at him. He did nothing wrong." She raised her nose to him to complete the look. Dean scoffed in amusement and covered it up with a cough.

"You're father broke the law."

"And you might have scratched the paint on our car. That's vandalism!" She stumbled over the word and it came out a little slurred but Dean really couldn't contain his laughter. He had never seen her like this and he didn't even stop to think about whether or not 'vandalism' should be in his ten year old's vocabulary.

He was about to say something else but he was cut off by another officer coming inside and informing him of shots fired somewhere in the town. He looked at the father and daughter and frowned.

"Do either one of you need to use the restroom?" Both shook their heads.

"Really? You're gonna slap cuffs on a ten-year-old?" Dean asked in shock. T he officer didn't say anything just had her hold out her hand and attached it to the table like he did Dean's. He left the room and Violet looked at her father to get them out of there. He leaned back in the chair and ran his free hand down his face. It took him a second but he saw the paperclip in the book and went to work on getting them out.

"Uncle Sam!" Violet ran past her father towards the Impala. She didn't have to see them to know that the ghost was messing around with her uncle. Dean pulled her aside and used the shotgun he gotten from their motel room to get rid of the murderous energy. Sam responded by slamming on the gas so it shoved itself into the house. Violet tired running inside after him but Dean wouldn't let her.

"Stay here!" She huffed but listened. She could feel the ghost acting up inside but she listened to her father and didn't move. She could hear screaming coming from the thing and it didn't take long for her father and uncle to remove themselves from the home and she ran into her uncle's leg. He lifted her up and she wrapped her arms and legs around his torso.

Dean patted her back and went to get the car out of the house while his brother held onto Violet. She let him hold onto her and waited until her father got the car out before having Sam put her down. When they got inside the car she decided to sit in the middle between both Sam and Dean.

Sam was looking into where the coordinance that their father left them. The map was kind of annoying to her but she just leaned into her father to get away from it. He drove with one hand on the wheel and the other around his daughter.

"Blackwater Ridge, Colorado." Sam said after he located where the numbers fell on the earth. Violet took a deep breath and released it slowly and Dean realized she was sleeping.

"We shag ass we can make it there by morning." Dean said happily until he saw the look on his brother's face. "Oh right, the interview." He huffed and ran his hand down Violet's hair in an attempt to remind himself that she was there.

"I'm sorry." Dean shrugged and made sure to point his car in the direction of Stanford.

"You're leaving again?" Violet asked, rubbing her eyes as they all stood outside the Impala. Sam didn't like making her upset but there wasn't any other way.

"Yeah," he crouched down and looked at her with his sad puppy dog eyes. "I'm sorry." She hugged him tightly, understanding that this was what was going to happen and there wasn't really anything she could do about it. "Don't worry, your father already gave me the green light for you to come and visit on Christmas." He said, ruffling her hair. She giggled and he got back up. He said goodbye to his brother and left to go back to his apple pie life.

It wasn't until they were about ten minuets down the road that she knew something was wrong. She forced her father to turn the car around but it didn't take much convincing when he saw the smoke.

Hey guys, so now that we are getting into the series I will warn you that we will be moving though the seasons pretty quickly until I get where I want. So tell me NOW if there is an episode that you would like Violet to be in. TELL ME NOW, I WILL NOT GO BACK AND ADD.I already have some pre-picked but I will write ones that you request until I'm past that episode. So leave the names or general summery in the comments. thanks for reading!