They stayed overnight, mainly because it was late in the evening and while Hermione and Harry did want to go back to England, Dean had insisted that the woman sort it out and the kids stay behind while it happened. Anna had gained a creepy smile on her face before she was going out of the door, talking to Dean as she did, and disappearing; leaving them alone until Dean decided to show them the rooms they would be staying. Harry, and Hermione, had insisted that they stay together.

"Safety in numbers," Hermione had reasoned when Dean had looked surprised, adding on the fact that they didn't really know if they were welcome in the house. Dean had nodded carefully at that and showed them to a generally large-ish room.

The décor was a little shabby and faded but it looked cosy enough with the two single beds side-by-side and a dresser in the corner by the dark window. A floorboard creaked as they walked in and looked around, before Harry turned to face the man leaning on the doorframe and thanked him. A grunt answered him before Dean pushed off the doorframe and began to walk back the way he'd come, pausing to call out, "Don't thank me, kid. Thank Anna when she comes back."

Harry and Hermione stood there in silence before their exhaustion began to creep up on them and they collapsed fully clothed onto the beds and promptly fell asleep.

Later that night, screaming shattered their dreams as Harry shot up in bed and scrambled for his wand and glasses, ramming them on his face as he felt the arm. Trying to get out of something that constricted his movement, he fell from a height and landed on a hard wooden floor, just as a second thud and scream echoed through the house. Doors opened then slammed shut as footsteps ran and someone shouted, "BOBBY!"

This was quickly followed by more running and then a door being slammed shut. Silence fell before a gruff, unknown voice shouted, "Balls! Dean, get ahold of Castiel. Or any one of those angelic arses."

"What makes you think they'll come to help?"

This had Harry's curiosity peaked as he wandered out of the room, down the hallway and down the stairs as the screaming stopped. Pausing when he got to the bottom, he saw Dean stood in the middle of what looked like a study/library, facing a wheelchair-bound man. His arms were folded as if he were frustrated with something while he muttered, "Fucking demons had to feed him blood."

"He was lost without you when the deal was due." The other man said, "You were gone four months."

"I know, Bobby." Dean ran his hands through his hair before he turned and stopped at the sight of Harry at the doorway. They stayed stood there before the man Dean had called Bobby looked over and clearing his throat, startling Harry into hiding his wand behind his back while Dean sighed and turned to face him

"Dean."

"Not an angel, Bobby." Dean said, "He and his friend came with Anna."

"Then what are you?" 'Bobby' was now addressing Harry with a suspicious look on his face as he wheeled forward and swung around to go behind the desk, all the while looking at Dean and Harry.

"I don't get the question." Harry answered, something which had Dean going to grab a shot glass and filling it with a clear liquid before it was passed to the teen. His face was confused as he took it under the watchful eyes of both men and tipped it down his throat, scrunching his face up at the vile taste of salty, metallic water and coughed.

"What the hell was that?" He choked out, missing the relieved looks on the men's faces. The relief only lasted a second before Harry was hissing and bringing his hand up to rest on his scar as a flash of anger went through him and went just as quickly as it came. He noticed the man Dean had called Bobby pull something out of a drawer and held his hands up.

"I'm sorry. Headache" Harry tried to get out, looking around for anything he could maybe get behind as he recognised the object as a handgun. Dean watched them both before he took hold of Bobby's hand and shook his head. They shared a look with each other before Dean took the gun away and pushed on safety, getting a click from it then looked to Harry.

"I think you need to explain. You and your friend." Dean said, "Because that was no normal headache. Anna told me you're both in danger."

"How do you know?"

"We know, kid. We deal with things that aren't normal." Bobby interjected even while Dean's and even Bobby's faces had a look of experience that made Harry hesitate and wish Anna was there.

"So… What exactly are you?" Harry hesitated before he opened his mouth to answer.

Good place to leave it?

This was gonna be the chapter where they met Sam but it ended up with Bobby instead and Harry just getting glimpse of what the Winchester's are. There's still gonna be mention of Sam in later chapters, I just don't know if they should meet him. Yet.

Anyway, I'm gonna get cracking with this coursework and I shall see y'all later!