"Would someone pass the milk, please?" Victoria asked, as she, her twin brother, and her mother all sat at the table.

"Yeah, sure, sweetie," Meredith said, handing her the milk across the table. Flynn looked around the barely filled table.

"I don't think I've ever heard it this quiet," Flynn observed, secretly satisfied.

"Yeah, where is everyone?" Victoria asked.

"Your father always sleeps for hours after a hunt and it looks like your brother gets that from him," Meredith said.

"Not you, Mom?" Flynn asked.

Meredith chuckled, shaking her head 'no', "Nope. After my college days I grew to like mornings and it somehow ended up sticking with me. Even though your father and I are opposites, it ended up working out pretty well. I usually got you guys up in the morning while your father put you to bed while I was practically asleep already."

"Opposites really do attract, huh?" Victoria asked.

"Indeed," Meredith answered.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"I'll get it," Victoria volunteered, getting up out of her seat and walking towards the front door. She opened it, seeing Renee on their porch. She smiled to see her. She was so glad that Renee was dating John. Ever since they got together, it was even more obvious than it ever had been that they were perfect for each other! She had been right all along about those two… "Hey."

"Hey, is John here?" Renee asked.

"Yeah, he's asleep right now though," Victoria said.

"Oh," Renee said back.

"What?" Victoria asked.

"It's nothing. It's just he invited me over for breakfast. We haven't been able to spend as much time together ever since he's been so busy with this hunting stuff. I don't want to wake him thought. It should probably-." Renee replied.

"Oh, don't be silly! Go wake him up," Victoria laughed, opening the door wider and stepping inside so that Renee could come into the house.

"You sure?" Renee asked.

"Positive," Victoria answered.

Renee walked in and Victoria closed the door behind her.

"How're you doing?" Renee asked.

"I'm good. You?" Victoria asked.

"Good. So uh… you tell your dad about Tyler yet?" Renee asked, lowering her voice just in case anyone was listening in.

Victoria shook her head, "Not yet. He's been so wrapped up with the hunting stuff that there hasn't been a great time. I will… I need to soon."

"Yeah. If you need any help, you know where to call," Renee said, lightly.

"Thanks," Victoria said. Renee shot her a small, friendly smile before jogging up the stairs to John's room. She peeked inside the room to see him fast asleep on his bed, lying on his stomach. She giggled, seeing him asleep like that. She quiet closed the door behind her before getting into bed right next to him. John groaned, rolling over and wrapping an arm around her.

"Shh. I don't want to wake you up. Go back to sleep," Renee whispered.

"With a hot girl in my bed? You've got to be kidding me," John smirked.

"Should've known that this was a bad idea," Renee chuckled.

"Nope, babe. This is the best idea you've ever had," John smiled.

"How are you? How was the hunt yesterday?" Renee asked.

"Fine," John answered, shortly, smiling at his girlfriend. God, she was beautiful.

"Just fine?" Renee asked.

"Okay, better than fine. Mom and I had a competition to see who could kill more of the croats. I lost but I mean, Mom's had years of hunting so it's not like it's a fair game or anything," John replied.

"Then again, she did train you," Renee teased.

"Shut up," John groaned, rolling onto his back.

"Come on. You should get up. I've got big plans for us today," Renee said.

"What kind of big plans?" John asked, intrigued.

"Okay, maybe I exaggerated when I said big plans. I just thought you and I could go into town today. Go to the records store, maybe hit up the used book store and then get lunch?" Renee suggested.

"Sounds great, babe," John smiled, leaning in and kissing her once.

Downstairs, Dean strolled into the kitchen to find his wife and youngest son at the breakfast table already.

"What time is it?" Dean yawned.

"Ten. Morning, babe," Meredith answered, looking up from her newspaper to say hi to her husband. Good morning, indeed. That had been the best sleep he had gotten in a while. Dean couldn't help but think about what had happened last night between them. He had that dirty 'I got laid last night' smile on his face that he was shameless at making obvious. He bit his lip, not taking his eyes off of his wife as he got his favorite cereal out of the cabinet, and a bowl for it. He placed both things down at the table making a noise, and causing Meredith to look up at him.

Dean still had the look on his face as he went over to the coffee pot, pouring himself some coffee. Meredith could feel his eyes on her as she returned to her paper. Finally, she looked up to see him leaning against the cabinet and sipping his coffee, just looking at her. Their eyes made eye contact. She knew that look. It was that look that he worn the morning after they had had sex. The look he had worn when they had fixed things after the whole Nate/Amazonian warrior issues and the look he had worn during the entirety of their honeymoon. He had shamelessly worn it many times throughout their lives together

"Dean," she warned.

"What?" Dean asked innocently. It was no use.

"Nothing," she sighed, returning to her newspaper.

Flynn looked up, looking from his mom to his dad. Ew, they were having a moment weren't they? As Meredith tried to concentrate on her newspaper, she could just feel Dean's eyes on her. She needed to get out of there fast or she was going to jump his bones right there and then.

"I'm going to go get dressed," Meredith announced, before getting up and hurrying out the kitchen.

"Do I even want to know-," Flynn started.

"Nah," Dean said, brushing it off. "Looks like it's just you and me, kid."

"Looks like it," Flynn said.

Meredith walked towards her room, running her fingers through her hair. God, why was it still possible that her husband made her so hot just from a look? Meredith went into her room, not bothering to close the door and picked out her clothes. She practically jumped out of her skin when she heard a voice.

"Mom, can I talk to you about something?" she heard someone say. Meredith turned around to see her daughter standing in the doorway of her bedroom.

"Yeah, of course, what is it? Come sit," Meredith requested. Victoria nodded, sitting down on her mom's bed. "I'm just going to change quickly. Is that okay?"

"Yeah. Can I close the door then?" Victoria asked.

"Sure," Meredith replied. "What's going on, sweetie?" Meredith cracked the door to the bathroom as she got dressed.

"It's about Tyler," Victoria started.

"Is everything okay?" Meredith asked, concerned.

"Yeah, everything's great with us. It's just I haven't exactly told Dad yet," Victoria replied.

"Yeah…" Meredith trailed off. With John and Jude – even Flynn – it wasn't a big deal but Victoria was Dean's little girl and Meredith knew that he was overprotective of his daughter. Dean knew what boys were like – hell, he was still, after all these years, a horny high school boy. She was afraid of how he'd react but they had kept it from him long enough.

"Mom, I just… I don't know how to tell him," Victoria sighed. Victoria watched as her mom came out of the bathroom and sat down on the bed next to her. Victoria looked over at her mom for guidance.

Meredith nodded, "I know. Believe me. At least your father approves of Tyler. You can imagine what it was like to tell my dad that your father and I were dating. Your father loves you, sweetie. He just wants you to be happy."

"I've got to tell him, don't I?" she asked.

"Yeah, I think so," Meredith said. "You want my help?"

"No, I think I'll do it," Victoria replied. "I'm going to pick Jude up from the airport with Dad after breakfast so I'll do it then."

"Okay," Meredith said. She had her fingers crossed for Victoria but Lord know show that conversation was going to go.

Victoria sat in the passenger seat next to her father in silence. They had made some small talk but the conversation had died down and now it was just… silence. Victoria dreaded what was coming next. She didn't even know how she was going to tell her dad. How was he going to react? What happened if he flipped out? Maybe he was just being nice around Tyler but secretly didn't like him. Oh God. That would be the worst. Tyler was a nice guy… there's no way that his actions could be misconstrued right? Then again, her dad would only say she was blinded by love. Here goes nothing. She had to do it. It was now or never and they were getting closer and closer to the airport.

"Dad, can I talk to you about something?" Victoria asked hesitantly.

"Yeah," Dean said, staring straight ahead.

"You remember Tyler, right? I went to the masquerade with him… we hang out all the time… he lives next door to us," Victoria started, nervously.

"Yeah, what about him?" Dean asked, looking over at his daughter. They neared an intersection and the light was green.

"Well-," Victoria started. Oh what the hell. Do it. Like ripping off a band aid. "Dad, we're dating. As in… dating dating."

At that moment, Dean slammed on the breaks, his eyes widening, "What?"

"Hey, the light is green, buddy! Get out of the way!" someone yelled as car horns began to honk.

"Yeah," Victoria said, trailing off.

Dean swallowed hard before beginning to drive the car again, "You're what?" This time, Dean asked more calmly, but he was still in shock.

"We're dating. We, well we kissed after the masquerade dance and we decided we wanted to try something. Look, he's a really nice guy, Dad. I wanted to tell you but you were so busy with the hunting stuff that I didn't want to worry you anymore," Victoria started.

"I-, I get why you didn't tell me then but… Victoria, you're fourteen," Dean argued.

"So is Flynn and he's dating Paige," Victoria shot back.

Dean sighed, thinking it over. His little girl wasn't a little girl anymore. He was getting constant reminders of that. Why couldn't she just stay little forever? But no. She was in high school, dating boys – let alone kissing them! His little girl had had her first kiss. Damn, since when did she grow up this fast?

"You're right," Dean admitted, reluctantly.

"I am?" Victoria asked.

"Yeah," Dean sighed. He knew that Tyler was making her happy and as much as Dean wanted to keep her from this whole dating thing as long as he could, he wouldn't deny her happiness. He hated admitting this, but it was true."Besides, I can't say I don't like him. He's, he doesn't seem too bad, I guess. But if he does anything to you-."

"Dad, he's not like that," Victoria interjected.

"If he does, he's dead. I hope you know that," Dean said.

"Yes, Dad. I know," Victoria chuckled, rolling his eyes.

"He's good to you? You know, holds doors, says 'bless you' when you sneeze?" Dean asked.

"Yes, Dad!" Victoria groaned.

"Good. Come on. We're going to be late for Jude if I keep driving like an old lady," Dean said, accelerating, the engine roaring as they sped off towards the airport.

"Rusty, huh? You'll get the hammer on back in no time. Trust me. One day, I'll come home and your guitar playing will sound just like Tracy Chapman's," Meredith heard a voice say. She stopped everything she was doing immediately, a smile spreading across her face and smiled. She turned around, seeing her son standing in the door way. She put the guitar down and got up, walking towards her son.

"Hi, honey," she smiled, hugging him.

"Mom, it's not like it's a surprise or anything," Jude started.

"I know, but it's so good to see you," Meredith said, still hugging her son.

Jude gasped, "Mom, can't breathe."

"Right, sorry," Meredith said, pulling apart from him. "I haven't seen you… what? Two months. You look different."

"Mom, you and I both know that I stopped growing a while ago," Jude teased.

"I know, there's just something different about you," Meredith replied. "But anyways, I hope the welcome wagon wasn't too much of a disappointment. The car ride home was… okay?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't it be?" Jude asked, nonchalantly

"No reason, your sister just dropped a bomb on your dad, that's all," Meredith replied. Jude shot her a questioning look. "Your sister has a boyfriend."

"What? Isn't she like… seven?" Jude exclaimed, his eyes widening. His mom shot him a look and Jude shrugged. "I'm kidding!"

Meredith chuckled, "No, she's fourteen and it's perfectly normal for her to have a boyfriend at this age. If I remember right, you had a girlfriend when you were… six? Ah, yes. Katarina Granger. You gave her your shoe laces."

A wide grin spread across his face as he remembered that, "Aw yeah! That's a Winchester man thing, Mom. John gave his shoe laces to Renee when they were kids. I'm actually pretty sure that she still has one of them. Speaking of those two… that happened?"

"Mhm. See what happens when you go away to college? You miss all of the hot gossip back at home," Meredith teased.

"Yeah…" Jude trailed off.

"Speaking of, there's something your father and I need to talk to you about," Meredith started.

"What is it?" Jude asked, concerned.

"Remember the demon thing we told you about towards the beginning of the month? I told you not to worry about it," Meredith started.

"What about it?" Jude asked.

"Come here," Meredith said, ushering her son towards the living room. There, Dean was waiting for them, sitting on the couch. What was this? Some kind of ambush?

"Is everything okay?" Jude asked, nervously as he sat down on the couch with his parents. Where were his siblings?

"It turns out the small demon issue ended up being a big one," Dean replied.

"How so?" Jude asked back.

"It's not just happening to our family. It's happening to others too. Your Uncle Sam's been doing a lot of research and apparently a lot of other people have been having problems. He's been some calls… old friends have been running into the same thing," Meredith answered.

"Just yesterday, we helped out one of… your mom's old friends with the same thing. And you know-," Dean started.

"Nothing's ever a coincidence. Yeah, I know," Jude said.

"Look, we don't want to worry you but we do want you to know that it's not something that's going away like that. It may be something we'll be dealing with for a while and if it's as big as we think it is…" Meredith trailed off.

"When you come home, you and John, especially you, are going to have to be really careful," Dean warned.

"Wait, you don't think this has anything to do with the prophecy, do you?" Jude asked.

Meredith bit her lip, "We have to consider every possibility and since you've been eighteen for… a little over three years… you're not protected anymore like John is."

"So what're you saying? That I may get attacked at college or something?" Jude asked, panicked.

"No, not at all. We're just saying be careful," Dean corrected.

Jude paused. He didn't know what to say. During high school, he had been a really active hunter, but after he graduated, he knew he couldn't spread himself so thinly anymore. He decided to completely commit to school and it was working out for him really well. He liked the life that he had. He recalled the dreadful sleepless nights of getting back from a hunt and then studying his ass off to ace a math test. He couldn't do that again – especially right before med school. What was he supposed to do?

"You- you always said I had a choice right? To hunt or… to stay out of it?" Jude finally asked. This shocked Meredith and Dean and they tried not to show it.

"Of course," Meredith said back.

"Uh huh," Dean managed to get out.

"I-, it's not that I don't care. I do. It's just… I don't know if I can do that again. I can't come back home all the time and-," Jude started.

"Sweetie, we're not asking you to do that. Not at all! We just want you to be careful. Let us know if something happens. Just keep an eye out," Meredith said.

Jude nodded slowly, "I'm sorry. This is just a lot to take in. Would anyone mind if I went upstairs… took a nap or something? I've been up since the crack of dawn and I'm pretty jet lagged."

"Sure," Meredith said.

"Go for it," Dean said back. Jude smiled politely before escaping upstairs.

"So much for that. I feel bad that we ambushed him like that. Maybe we should've waited to tell him," Meredith.

"Kinda like how you all waited to tell me about Victoria and Tyler?" Dean asked back.

Meredith sighed, "Sorry."

"It's okay… she's just growing up way too fast. Sometimes I wish we had a pause button," Dean said.

"Me too," Meredith agreed. Meredith then began to laugh a little. "God, what is up with today? It's like us Winchesters are bringers of bad news today."

"No shit," Dean said.

Dean knocked on the door to the Gallagher house. In several seconds, the door was opened and Kitty was there.

"Dean, hi," she greeted.

"Hey, can we talk?" Dean asked.

"Yeah, what is it?" Kitty asked, concerned. Dean nodded, to signal that they needed to talk outside alone. She closed the door behind her, facing Dean as they stood on the porch. "Is everything alright?"

"Sort of. Listen, as you know, hunting was messy. Hunters made enemies… it just, it wasn't a pretty business. There have been a series of incidences… old hunters come back from the dead to get their revenge as demons. Apparently their building an army and taking croats too. If you had any enemies that died on hunts with your or have any reason to blame you, be careful. I know you and Bryan have decided not to tell your children, but it could get dangerous," Dean explained.

Kitty nodded slowly, "Alright, yeah. Thanks, Dean. We'll uh, we'll look into it."

"Yeah. No problem," Dean said back.

Kitty had a worried look on her face. This was the last thing she had been expecting. Were they going to have to tell their kids? It was getting harder and harder to keep it from them with the Winchesters around. She could tell that the Flynn and Victoria were actively keeping a secret from her children, but she never knew when someone could slip up. But this? This problem? This could set it all off.