A/N: I recently realized that Kevin only showed up in the bunker in the last episode of season eight. So this is kinda sorta an AU? Let's just all pretend he's been there since they found it. This is taking place after the second trial and before Crowley starts killing everyone we like to get them to stop. Today's chapter takes place during the episode "Pac-Man Fever."

Disclaimer: I don't own SPN. Only Andy.

Andy Noble

Dean hurried up to Sam, who'd just come out of Andy's room. "How's she doing?"

"As well as can be expected. She cried herself to exhaustion and dropped off a few minutes ago."

Dean squeezed the bridge of his nose. "Maybe we should hold off on school for a little longer."

"Any longer and she'll have to repeat the fourth grade."

Dean shrugged. "Better late than never right?"

Sam coughed a couple times, and sighed. "I guess."

Andy listened to her brothers' footsteps as the retreated down the hall. She had faked sleeping to get Sammy to leave; she didn't want him to see her crying anymore. Andy was a smart kid; she could tell he was sick and she didn't know why everyone was ignoring it. Maybe it had to do with their job.

She shuddered, thinking about what Dean and Sammy had told her. Monsters were real. Andy thought about going to church with her neighbors and learning about angels and demons. Now she knew an angel named Castiel and a prophet named Kevin and demons killed her mother and ugh!

She buried her face in her pillow, trying to clear her thoughts and just breathe. But inevitably, her thoughts returned to her brothers. They fought bad guys and to Andy's mind, that made them super heroes. She wondered if they were the only ones. She hoped not. That was too much work. Even Superman had the Justice League. Andy sat up and held Samantha and Amy to her chest, wondering. If Sammy was Superman, that would make Dean Batman. Who would Cassie and Kevin be?

"Cassie is the Flash and Green Lantern," she whispered to her doll, wiping away her tears. "Cuz he's super-fast and can do things with imagination. And Kevin… Kevin is Martian Manhunter cuz he runs the bunker while Sammy and Dean fight the bad guys."

She yawned and put her head back on the pillow. Before she dropped off to sleep, she wondered if there was a Wonder Woman on the team.

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When Andy woke up and dragged herself into the main room, it was just in time to see Dean return from the store. Dean set the things on the table. "Hey Princess. How you doing?"

In response, Andy climbed up in to his lap, yawning. "I cried a lot. I don't wanna think about it anymore."

Dean nodded and pulled a bottle of orange juice out of the bag with the beer, handing it to her. "Cheers Princess." She half-smiled and clinked her plastic bottle against his glass one. Sammy came trudging in, groaning. Dean looked up and began to say something then stopped and rolled his eyes. "I'm telling you man, give me five minutes with some clippers and—"

"Oh shut up," grumbled Sam as her ran his hands through his hair, instantly making it perfect. Andy frowned and tried it with her own bed head. "How come mine doesn't do that?"

Sam smiled at her tiredly. "Hey Dean, what time did I lay down?"

"Just after Andy. And then you guys slept for a day." Dean tossed Sammy a beer and it sailed past him to crash on the ground. Andy and Dean looked surprised and Sam looked sheepish. "I'm sorry, uh…"

"That's why we don't have nice things Sam." Andy shook her head, wondering where the kryptonite was that was messing with her Super Sammy.

Dean looked concerned now. "You okay?"

"Yeah I'm… I'm fine." Liar, thought Andy, sipping her orange juice. "Just, uh, you know what? I'm gonna get dressed and go talk to Kevin about the trials."

"Hey, hey, hey, easy Sleeping Beauty," said Dean, setting Andy on another chair so he could grab Sam. "Listen, I already talked to Kevin. Dude was speaking gibberish. If he's figured anything out, we aren't going to know until he's gotten some sleep."

"Dean we have to know what the third trial is." Dean said nothing and Sam finally said, "Why don't we take a case. Cas can watch Andy."

"Still here guys," she piped up from her chair. Her brothers glanced at her and both unconsciously smiled before Dean answered, "Let me call Garth. He can take care of any job we find. We'll help from here until you get better."

Aha! So they aren't ignoring Sammy's kryptonite! Sam looked annoyed. "He's busy with the wendigo in Montana. Dean I'm fine. I can still go out there, I can still hunt."

Dean looked skeptical. "Oh really?"

"Don't Sammy." Her brothers looked over at her again. Andy flushed slightly and then said, "You're like Superman around kryptonite Sammy. And you fight monsters. Don't go out looking for Lex Luthor."

Sam opened his mouth but Dean cut him off. "Man, I don't know what's up, but the second trial hit you a lot harder than the first one. So we're gonna sit tight until you, uh, get better."

Sam sighed and sat down at the table as the computer beeped. He clicked on it and looked confused and a little surprised. "It's from Charlie. 'In the neighborhood, found you guys a case.'" He blinked. "Found us a case?"

Dean walked over. "In the neighborhood? How the hell does she know where we are?"

"Uh… well, she doesn't. Not exactly, at least. Said she traced our cells to a twenty mile radius and then the signal went out." Sam grinned. "This place must be in some sort of Bermuda Triangle or something."

"You mean we can make and receive calls in her and no one can track us?" Dean looked around in amazement. "Man, I love this place."

"Who's Charlie? Is he nice? Is he your age? Is he a hunter? Can I meet him? I wanna meet Chaaaarrrrrlllllliiiiieeee~!" Sam and Dean both rolled their eyes. Dean held up five fingers. "One, Charlie's not a dude. She's a girl. Someone wasn't listening. Two, she's a friend of ours who helped us kill the Darkseid of all monsters once."

Andy giggled at the comic reference and Dean ticked down the rest of her questions. "Three; no, Charlie's a little younger than us but not as young as Kevin. Four; no, she's not a hunter. And five; yes, you can meet her."

Sam smiled as Andy squealed and ran to get dressed. "At least she's not dwelling on her mom."

"Yeah. I think meeting Charlie will be good for her." Dean frowned. "Charlie likes kids, right?"

A/N: Hey everyone sorry this took a while, but I did say it would be updated sporadically. How'd you like it? Review!