A/N: Hello! Today's chapter also takes place during the episode "Pac-Man Fever."

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

Andy Noble

Andy was frowning as Sam stood in the gun range. He'd been trying to hit the target the whole time Dean and Charlie had been gone. She didn't want to bother Cassie or wake up Kevin, but she was starting to get a little scared. Sammy was getting more and more frustrated as he missed shots.

His cell phone suddenly came to life and he put the gun down to answer it. "Yeah?"

There was a pause and then he said, "Yes Dean, I'm still fine. Look I can hunt." Sam's expression became angry and he glared at the target again and fired two more shots. They hit the paper and he shrugged. "Close enough."

Andy's eyes widened in alarm. "Sammy, where are you going?"

Sam was in a frenzy the rest of the day, going through books in the library like Andy went through chocolate milk. Kevin had stumbled in to the room at one point but ended up being sent back to bed when Andy asked him simple math questions and he answered with animals.

Her older brother was still going through books when Dean and Charlie returned. It turned into a monster guessing game of sorts and Andy learned a lot about the different things her brothers fought when they forgot she was there.

"Leviathan?"

"Nah, they consume their prey."

"Maybe the vics were Leviathan?"

"No black goo on either scene, according to the reports."

"Dragons! They, uh…"

"No signs of burns on the vics." Charlie crossed them off on her tablet. Sam glared at it. "I hate that thing." Charlie raised an eyebrow at him. "I want one."

"Wait a second," said Dean suddenly. "Djinn."

"Djinn?" asked Charlie, skeptical. "Djinn vics don't get liquefied."

Dean waved his hand. "No, no, no, no, not regular djinn." He pointed to the page in his book. "According to this, there is a bastard off-shoot. Uh, their eyes light up blue, pass as humans, all that regular jazz. Except they leave their victims with jelly-like insides. And supposedly, when they poison their victims they leave behind a blue handprint." He slammed his hand on the book.

Charlie stared at him. "I hate that thing." Dean grinned. "And I want one."

"So," said Sam. "Do these things die like regular djinn?"

"Silver blade dipped in lamb's blood, yeah. Now we just gotta find the asshat." Andy wrinkled her nose, making a gagging noise in the back of her throat.

Dean looked at her and frowned. "Okay, that's enough learning for you. Go."

"But—!"

"Go." Andy made a face and left the room. She heard more talking from her place in the kitchen and Charlie left for pie. Half an hour later, she still wasn't back. Sam was walking around the map room with his cell phone. "Hey, Charlie it's Sam. Again. Call us." He hung up and started coughing. Andy and Dean came in. "Any word from Charlie?"

"Uh, no. And there was no comic convention in Topeka." Andy sighed in disappointment and Dean smoothed her hair back absently as Sam continued. "I don't know why she would lie to us."

Dean pulled out his cell phone. "One way to find out."

"What are you doing?" asked Andy standing on tiptoe to see. Sometimes she wished her brothers weren't so tall.

"When I called you guys from her phone I turned on her GPS."

They woke up Kevin and left strict instruction for bedtime and where they weren't allowed to go and what not to touch before heading out to find Charlie.

Kevin was still too tired to really watch her, so Andy climbed into one of the big comfortable chair and picked up one of the leather-bound journals. She was reading about cases from when her brothers were little and her father when they came back to the bunker. They looked worse for wear and Dean was carrying Charlie, who had dried tearstains on her cheeks. Andy leaped up and put the journal back to follow her brothers to one of the spare rooms. Dean set her down on the bed and saw Andy hovering in the doorway. "Is she gonna be okay?" Her voice was small. Sam picked her up. "She'll be fine. She's just sad and tired."

Andy let Sam carry her to her room and put her to bed. She lay in the dark and stared at the ceiling. She wondered why Charlie was so sad. "Maybe she'd feel better if she had someone to fight away the monsters," she told Amy the Bunny. She hopped out of bed and dragged her blanket down the hall to Charlie's room. She spread the blanket on the floor and laid down on it, using Amy as a pillow. In the middle of the night, she was awoken by a muffled sob. Yawning, she sat up and saw Charlie crying.

"Charlie? Do you need a hug? Do I need to get Sammy or Dean to fight away the monsters?" The older woman let out a shaky laugh. "No, you don't need to get your brothers Andy. But I won't say no to a hug."

Andy pulled herself up onto the bed and put her blanket around both of them. Then she held up her stuffed animal. "This is Amy the Build-a-Bear. She likes to cuddle." She put her ear to the bunny's mouth. "She wants to know if you like to cuddle." Charlie giggled. "I love to."

Dean went to check on Andy and Sam went to check on Charlie later that night. Dean sprinted to Charlie's room, panicking because his little sister was gone. Sam shushed him and pointed to the bed where Andy was holding Amy the Bunny and Charlie was holding both of them.

The next morning, Charlie was walked to the car by the family. "So, thanks for saving our bacon," she said to Sam and he laughed. "Any time Your Highness."

"You know you're gonna be okay, right? Those books portray you as, like, one tough customer. If anyone can get through the trials, Sam, it's you."

"Thanks. You know you should really come back and dig through our archives. You are definitely a Woman of Letters."

"Yay! Go League of Letters!" The adults looked down at her. "What? Sammy is Superman, Dean is Batman and Charlie's Wonder Woman!"

Charlie laughed. "I like the sound of that."

"Who are Cas and Kevin?" asked Dean curiously.

"At first, I thought Kevin was Martian Manhunter. But now I think Cassie is. Kevin is more like Dr. Fate without the magic powers."

Charlie laughed and hugged Andy. "It was great meeting you Supergirl." Andy made an excited squeak. "I get to be Supergirl!"

Charlie grinned and hugged Sam and Dean next. "Well thanks for stopping by Charlie. Always wanted to get "Tron"ed. What's next for you?"

"Gonna stop by the hospital… gotta let go right?" She shrugged, sniffling. "What about you? You gonna let it go?"

Andy frowned, confused, but Dean looked Charlie in the eye and said, "Never."

"That's my boys. Take care of that little girl. Teach her how to defend herself." She paused. "I love you."

"I know." Charlie hugged him again and he kissed the side of her head. She waved to Andy and drove off. Andy and Dean went back inside. "I like her."

"Yeah me too. Go off and play okay?"

"Okay."

Dean sat next to Sam at the table. "Charlie told me to teach Andy hunter stuff."

Sam glanced up. "Are we?"

"I don't know. Let's get her through grade school first and go from there."
Sam pulled out a folder. "Kevin found good public school nearby. We can walk her to school every day. But she has to re-start fourth grade next year."

Dean breathed in through his nose. "Yeah okay. In the meantime?"

Sam was quiet, then said, "She's a Winchester. Things will be after her. We can't let what happened to Adam happen to her."

"But we can't be Dad about it either," he continued. "She's a little girl, which means we have to let her do little girl things too."

"Like what?" asked Dean as he popped the top off a beer.

"Well, she likes dancing 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!