Baby No More!

Bobby and Ashley had set up the guest bedroom so it would accommodate all 3 Winchesters so no one would be alone during the night. Dean was lucky and got the bed just because he was worse off, while Sam and Ashley got bedrolls and blankets.

Ashley was last to head up to bed because she wanted to run something past the old hunter. When she got the answer she wanted Ashley headed upstairs with a fresh beer in hand. Dean was still out, but had rolled over exposing the top of his pale boney ass. She tried to stifle a laugh but instead it came out a snort and woke Sam up.

"Ya good, Ash?" Sam whispered.

"Wha-oh yeah, just something funny" she said offering Sam a sip of her beer. "Go back to sleep bud, you look like a pile of baby crap."

"Hah, yeah thanks, I feel it" he said rolling back onto his stomach.

The early morning light hadn't even started to flood into the room when Dean finally woke up. He felt like a truck had just rolled over him, but he still had to pee. Dean peeked over the foot of the bed and saw Sam lying in one corner of the room, while Ashley was curled up on the other side of the room. Seeing a clear path to the door, Dean tried to get out of bed without waking the other two people in the room; but he kicked a lone beer bottle and sent it rolling over to where Sam was.

"Dean? The hell are you doing out of bed?" he whispered angrily at his brother to avoid waking up his sister.

"Dude, I gotta pee" Dean laughed at the look on Sam's ashen face- clearly he was shocked to see Dean was still in his birthday suit.

"I'd hurry up before Mother Bear here tears us both a new one for being awake" he warned.

"Why'd she jump on your case?" Dean asked trying to keep his voice down.

"Tell ya tomorrow" Sam moaned cuz of the sudden pounding in his head from trying to keep it up to talk to Dean.

"Fine" Dean mumbled as he went to go pee.

Dean took a while to walk down to the bathroom, but he finally made it without incident and was bracing himself on the wall in front of him to keep upright. Dean felt worse than he was letting on, but when he caught sight of how bad Sammy looked his brotherly instinct kicked in. "What the hell happened?" he asked himself. Dean wasn't expecting an answer, but a sleepy voice answered him, scarring the pee out of him faster and causing it to splash a little.

"You got bit a couple times, Sam had to give ya his blood" Ashley yawned, followed by a chuckle wen Dean missed his target.

"Who?" he said, finally regaining his composure.

"No idea, found you uh-" she motioned to his state of dress "in the back seat bleeding all over the leather."

"Dammit, I just cleaned the upholstery" Dean cursed. "That damn stripper. She was going to take me to her place but we never, uh-"

"Made it?" she finished for her big brother. All she got in response was a nod. "Alright" she said as she walked back towards the bedroom. "Seriously Dean, would you stop getting up?" she pestered using his words against him.

"Yes Mom" he said following her back into the guest room.

By the time Ashley wandered downstairs in was close to 10, she hadn't slept in this late since she was on her own. Ashley took a shower before heading downstairs to see what Bobby was up to. She was running low on alone time these days, so she took her time and used all the hot water in the heater to wash and condition her hair. When Ashley finally made her way down stairs she saw Bobby searching his bookcase. "Morning Bobby" she purred to her surrogate father.

"Hey, Baby Girl" Bobby muttered over his shoulder, using Dean's nickname for Ashley "there's food on the stove, eat it."

"Alright Bobby" she pouted "now you really cut me down to the quick."

"Yeah, yeah" Bobby waved her off "where are those brothers of yours?"

"Ah, you know lying around still. Watcha looking for?"

"Not for, I found it already."

"Found wha?"

"The reason why- wait a sec, are you wearing a skirt?"

"Ha, yeah Bobby. What, never knew I had hips and not the dangly bits?" she chuckled at the look plastered on his voice.

"Well one does forget when ya come stomping in covered in blood and mud" he shrugged.

"Awesome, thanks Bobby" Ashley said around the eggs in her mouth. Ashley was so busy making another pot of coffee that she didn't hear the boys coming downstairs until Dean had snuck up behind her and given her a hug.

"Hey Killer" Dean said turning her around to face him.

"Morning" she said curtly.

"Clearly you're still pissed" Dean said taking a shaky step backwards. Ashley only gave him a hard stare waiting to find out where Dean was going with this. "Look, Sammy told me what happened yesterday while you were running around in the woods. You did good, kid."

"Still kid though" she shrugged and went back to making coffee.

"You know what I-"

"No, what you meant to do is kick your pale ass, but it would be like kicking a damn puppy! You won't get it; you never do, just because I am smaller than you and Sam!"

"Fine, what do you want me to do?" Dean finally surrendered.

"Get off your damn high horse and treat me as an equal!" she yelled slamming her fist on the counter and feeling a crunch.

Of course Ashley had hurt her hand, but it wasn't bad enough to stem her anger. She cradled her hand but continued to close in on her brother. "I left Max to come back because you asked me to. Don't you get it Dean? I will follow you to the moon and back! Hell I'd die for you, but you can't even see me as an adult!"

Sam finally stepped in to separate the two most stubborn people he knew. Ashley's hand was hot and swollen from where she slammed it on the counter. "Dean, would you just sit down? The little blood you got is all in your head and it's going to knock you over" Sam barked at his brother who was swaying on his feet. "And you" he said turning to his sister "get Bobby to look at your hand then go take a walk" he scowled as he pushed his sister out of the kitchen. When she was finally out of earshot, Sam turned back to his brother "Dean, we gotta talk!"

AN:Oh, what's she gonna do next? Stay tuned! Tell me what me you think!