Kat pressed send and threw the phone onto the other bed. She smiled at him, biting her lip. They leaned forward, their lips meeting for the first time. She ran her hands up the sides of his face and into his hair. Pulling gently at the short spikes between her skinny fingers. He wrapped his arm around her waist, placing his hand on her lower back. The other rested on her shoulder; supporting her as he brought his body closer, laying them both down on the bed, him on top of her. She moved her lips from his so that she could remove his shirt. She pulled it over his head, enjoying the view of his chest. She ran a black finger nail down, tracing his muscles. He laughed a little as he threw his shirt on the ground.

"Oh so the mighty Dean Winchester's ticklish huh?" She purred.

"Only a little" He kissed her forehead gently. She loved it when he did that; there was something about it that made her feel safe and loved. He ran his thumb over her lips. She continued to remove his clothing slowly; she wanted to savour the moment. Their lips meet again; Dean tugged at the damp towel that surrounded Kat. He then threw it not caring where it landed. Skin meet skin as they both swallowed each other's breathy moans. Slowly he made his way down her body, kissing every inch of skin he could reach, not stopping until she was trembling with pleasure and need. All of a sudden she froze. Dean looked up to see her hand over her mouth.

"Babe what's wrong?" He sat up. She moved her hand away to reveal her fangs.

"I guess they ... come out when I'm ..." She searched for the right word.

"Horney, turned on?" He smirked, he liked it ... it was sexy. If it were anyone else he would have decapitated her already but on Kat ... they looked ... good. He watched as she attempted to retract them unsuccessfully. She frowned.

"I'm so sorry I can't get them to-" She sighed. He laughed.

"Hey, their ... cute" He smiled.

"Cute?" She didn't believe him. She figured all he would see was a monster.

"Yeah, on you" He clarified. "Only you" He smiled. She laughed.

"I'm a freak" She continued to laugh.

"That's why I love you" He leaned forward and kissed her lips.

"I love you too" She managed to reply between kisses. They continued where they had left off.

"De- Dean" she moaned, she couldn't take any more of his teasing, he smirked and began to make his way back up her body leaving a trail off kisses in his wake. Dean hovered over her, shifting their positions. He leaned in for another kiss. They moved their bodies in unison; the kiss becoming increasingly more passionate until ... her fang broke the skin on his lips. A small droplet of blood fell on her tongue. Dean pulled back. Her eyes held the same tint of red they had just hours before. She took a deep breath. Savouring the flavour.
"Is it ... disgusting that ... that tasted good?" She was shocked, she actually enjoyed it.

"Err ... well you are a vampire ... so no I think its ok" He laughed. She relaxed at the sound, resting her head back on the pillow. He used his finger to wipe the remaining drops off of his lip. He slowly offered it to her. She was reluctant, she didn't want it or did she? She carefully placed his finger in her mouth and used her tongue to remove the sweet red liquid. She swallowed. Before she knew it her mouth was on his. The kiss was rough filled with passion. They had both been waiting for this for a long time. They continued. Kat moaned, causing Dean to smirk at the sound. Their breathing became laboured as they held onto one another; Kat's nails left tiny white marks down the length of Dean's back. They could both feel it coming, the climax building in their bodies. Their movements becoming erratic and messy. She breathed his name, her mouth opening in a silent scream; her muscle's tensing.
"God, you're amazing, kitten," Dean groaned, burying his face into her neck; licking, sucking, biting. His hands roamed her body; he felt it start to relax as her climax ended. The satisfied look on her face was enough to drive Dean over the edge, his body collapsing on top of hers.

Kat woke the next morning to find all three of the Winchesters sitting at the small plastic table that sat in the corner of the room; they were drinking and exchanging pleasantries. Kat sat up, wrapping the bed sheet around herself; Dean had given her his shirt from the night before but Kat was still a little conscious.

"Morning babe" Dean smiled.

"Hey Kat, I got your things from your motel" Sam gestured to the bags sitting near the front door.

"Thanks Sammy, I owe you one" She picked up Dean's can of coke and took a swig.

"Kat" John's voice sounded serious.

"Yes John" She didn't feel safe around him not anymore.

"I was thinking about your uncle ... his funeral ... have you given it any thought?" He asked her. Sam and Dean remained silent. She noticed that he had her uncle's journal in his hands. She had left it on the table last night when they arrived.

"A hunter's burial ... that's what he would have wanted" Kat nodded at John.

"Yeah that's what I thought" John smiled at her. "The morgue wont just give us his body so were gonna have to take it" He'd given this much thought last night.

"I know" She answered quickly. "We can go tonight, after sundown" She picked up her bags from the floor and proceeded into the bathroom. She began searching through her clothes; attempting to find something acceptable to wear at her uncle's funeral. She always wore black so that would be no different but she didn't want to wear band logos or funny phrases not tonight. She decided on plain black jeans and a plain black strappy top. It would do for a hunter's burial she supposed. She turned to face door and noticed that the envelope addressed to her had been pushed under into the bathroom. John. She picked it up, put the lid of the toilet down and sat staring at it. She turned it over and slid her black thumb nail under the flap. She unfolded the paper.

Katherine

My darling if you are reading this then I am already dead, I've never really been one for goodbyes you know me a man of few words. I will say this though I love you very much and I can rest easy knowing that you will be in the care of the Winchesters. You've grown into a beautiful woman Katherine and you're a great hunter I know you'll find him and when you do I have just the thing you need. The Cult, I assume you remember the stories I used to tell you when you were a little girl? Well I have it, have for a very long time. It's in the safe behind the picture of you and your parents above the fireplace, that picture was taken on your seventh birthday. The combination therefore is your date of birth. That and the rest of my belongings are now yours; everything I own is yours. I wish to be buried in the traditional hunter way, next to your auntie Poppy. You remember where that Is, I'm sure you will, you always had a good memory, I'm rambling now though aren't I? I also wish to apologise to you for the death of your parents, if I had not been a hunter they would not have died that night. That vampire would never have come looking for you, it is my belief that he wished to use you as leverage over me. You would not have had to lead this life if it wasn't for me and for that I am truly sorry.

Danny

X X X

Along with the letter was a credit card attached to a note. I've been putting some money away for you for quite a while now; I guess I always hoped that one day, maybe after you found Luther you would settle down. This is just encase you ever do. X X X All the account details were written on the back along with the number of his solicitor. Tears fell from her eyes as she read the note. All these years he had blamed himself for her parents demise when it had been her who was responsible. She stood up and opened the bathroom door. She sobbed, all three of the Winchesters walked silently over to her. It was their first family group hug.

A big thank you to Eminemchick15 (who I think has changed her name to Deans naughty hunter) for assisting me with this chapter :D x x x