Kate watched the clock above the whiteboard. Time was moving slower, she was sure of it. She tried drawing. She tried making lists. Nothing helped the need to get out of school. She briefly considered walking out. She could compel a few people and no one would know. No, she couldn't do that. Her luck, that would get her in just enough trouble to keep her from going on the trip.

Taylor was ready to get on the road as well. According to the family tree, he was related to Mary's side of the family. Maybe there would be something there that would give him more insight into who he was. He tried to talk to Kate at lunch but she was in a bad mood. He figured the drive to the storage unit was going to be a ton of fun with her being as irritable as she was.

John wasn't sure if they were going to bring many things back to Sioux Falls so he cleaned out his truck and added a cover to the back. It was better to be prepared. As far as Mary knew, the storage unit had been untouched after her dad died. John didn't know much about her family. Maybe there were others that were still alive.

Dean told the kids that he'd pick them up after school. There was a wreck coming into town that delayed him slightly.

Kate got into the car. "Took you long enough."

Dean closed his eyes and took a breath. "There was a wreck. The road was blocked."

Kate shut the door with a bit of force.

Dean slowly turned around. "Do not slam the car door again."

Kate rolled her eyes. "Got it."

Dean didn't see Taylor and wondered if he had gone home with Nate even though he said not to. He was relieved when Taylor showed up a minute later. "Where were you?"

Taylor held up his backpack. "I didn't see you when I came out the first time. Then I remembered I left my math book in my locker. So, I went to get it."

Dean studied him for a moment. He nodded. "Okay." He swore he could hear Kate's eyes roll from the backseat.

"Are we leaving tonight or what?" Kate asked.

"Dad was going to make that decision," Dean said.

Kate was quiet the rest of the way home. She wanted to get on the road and everyone acted like they had all the time in the world.

Dean really didn't want to deal with Kate's attitude. She had been cruising for days and to an extent, he understood. He did remember her snapping after Christmas and figured he should talk to her before she landed herself in it. John's truck wasn't in the driveway when they pulled in. Dean wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing for the kids' sake. "Both of you can take your stuff inside. I'll be inside in a minute."

Kate got out and slung her backpack over her shoulder. She spun as she shut the car door and stomped up the steps.

Dean looked at Taylor. "Go inside or stay out here. I am going to have a talk with Kate."

Taylor grimaced.

Kate reached for the door but Dean clamped his hand over her arm.

"I told you not to slam the door." Dean said.

Kate glared at him. "I didn't."

"Go to your room." Dean said.

Kate jerked her arm away from him. "I was about to."

Karen and Bobby were sitting at the table when Kate stormed into the house and ran up the stairs. Karen gave Bobby a worried look.

Dean found them. "I am going to have a discussion with her."

Bobby nodded, knowingly.

Kate tossed her backpack on her bed and sat down. She didn't have to wait long before Dean swung the door open and gently shut it behind him.

"What is with the attitude?"

Kate looked away from him.

Dean groaned and sat down beside her, flipping her over his knees.

Kate screeched. "I didn't do anything wrong."

"You keep slamming doors and rolling your eyes and it stops now." Dean said. He swatted her and told her to stop moving. He knew she wasn't going to talk until he got through the wall she had built up. He shifted her and started peppering her backside with hard swats.

Kate got angrier. Dean was being a jerk. She felt the anger starting to slip away as the pain got worse. She drummed her toes. "Okay, okay I will stop slamming doors."

Dean slowed down but didn't stop. "I shouldn't have to do this to get you to stop."

Kate dropped her head onto the bed. "I'll talk."

Dean shook his hand out. "Talk then."

Kate groaned. "Can I talk sitting up?"

Dean swatted her again. "I don't think you've gotten rid of the attitude yet."

Kate wilted.

He gave her a few more firm swats to her thighs and sat her up. "I can go for round two so think before you speak."

Kate wanted to stand up but Dean gave her a hard look. "I'm sorry. I got irritated and took it out on you."

Dean softened. "Why? April said you might be crashing."

Kate blushed. "Did she? I guess. I don't want to be in school because it is boring. I want to be saving lives and finding underground bunkers."

"I know." Dean said. "I get it. Trust me, I do. You can't keep having an attitude though. We are all in this together."

Kate nodded.

Dean patted her leg. "You can take a minute if you need."

Kate frowned and nodded.

Dean went downstairs and told Taylor he could come inside. He noticed a smirk on Taylor's face and grabbed his arm. "If you gloat. If you tease her or say anything to her, I will have no problem busting your ass as well."

Taylor stopped smirking.

"Don't think I haven't noticed the tension between you two. You do not want to start something right now." Dean said.

Taylor slowly nodded. "I won't."

Dean let him go. He stepped into the kitchen and looked in the refrigerator for a cold beer.

"Maybe this trip will be good for them." Bobby said.

Dean opened the beer bottle. "If we make it out the door."

"John will be back in an hour or so. That should curb the rest of the attitude." Bobby said.

"I ought to stay back and just let him handle those two for this trip." Dean said.

Karen gave him a small smile. "You have quite the job cut out for you."

Dean gave Bobby a look. "Only because it got gifted to me."

Bobby chuckled. "I told you I handle sass and pulling knives on hunters."

Dean motioned toward the stairs. "What do you think that was for?"

Karen smiled. "Well, you were so worried that you'd turn out to be like your father that you might just be a bit of a pushover."

Dean grinned. "Yeah, Bobby."

"I'm no pushover. I just know my limits. I provide the housing." Bobby said. "I did half the raising with you and Sam. This generation is all yours."

"Does Sam get to visit often?" Karen asked.

"Not too often. He is in California." Dean said.

"He is next on my list to meet." Karen said.

"I know he is looking forward to meeting you too." Dean said. "They should be getting a break soon."

Kate shuffled into the room. "They are on quarters instead of semesters. They will have a short break at the end of the month."

Dean held his arm out for her. He wrapped it around her. "I knew I kept you around for some reason."

Kate tentatively sat down. "I have it marked on the calendar."

Karen got up. "I bet you guys are hungry."

Kate offered to help her with dinner. If she kept herself busy, she could stay out of trouble.

John got back from his errands. "If we leave tonight, we will need to get a motel."

"I think world war three is going to break out if we don't leave tonight." Dean said.

John raised an eyebrow. "Explain."

"I had to deal with Kate earlier. Taylor is staying to himself but I don't doubt they have something brewing." Dean said.

John called both of them into the living room. "Sit."

Kate sat down beside Taylor. She gave Dean a look and then looked at John.

"I know that you want to get to the storage unit. We all want to know what is there. However, you are both old enough to control yourselves. Fix the attitudes now because you won't like it if I have to remind you to fix it." John said.

Kate traded looks with Taylor and echoed his, "Yes, sir."

John decided to leave after an early dinner. They needed to be back by Monday so the kids could go to school. Waiting until the next day to leave would put them too far behind.

Karen truly did love to cook but Marie's frozen meals made things a little easier. She was adjusting to the demands that living on earth had. For her, she was living alone with Bobby one day, and then the next, she walked into her own home and the family had grown by four. Bobby had kept everything the same in most of the rooms. His office had many more books. Weapons were in the closet that extra bedding used to be in. Their bedroom looked nearly the same. "I would also like to meet your nana."

Taylor smiled. "She has been set on meeting you since I told her you came back."

Dean smirked. "How are they doing with Krissy?"

Taylor swallowed a mouthful of mashed potatoes. "She has been good. My nana said that she is hyper but the sweetest little girl."

John snorted.

Kate looked at Karen. "Krissy is the four year old that bested him." She tilted her head toward John.

John told her what had happened.

Karen had to chuckle. "Oh my goodness."

"She is why Dean says that I can't have a sister." Kate said.

Dean flicked her ear. "I said no before meeting her. One of you is enough."

John had the kids clean up the kitchen and grab their bags. "Decide who you are riding with."

Kate furrowed her brows.

"One of you will be with me and the other will be with Dean." John said.

Taylor looked at Kate. I'll ride with him so you don't stick your foot in your mouth.

Kate heard his voice in his head and glared at him. She huffed. "I'm riding with Dean so I can lay down in the backseat."

John hadn't missed the exchange although he didn't know what Taylor did to earn the death glare that Kate had given him.

With everyone out of the house, Millie sought out scratches and a warm lap. She jumped on the couch next to Karen and laid down.

"I'm surprised you allowed them to have cats in the house." Karen said.

Bobby sat down on the other side of her. "Do you mind?"

"No, of course not." Karen said. Millie's fur was soft. "The orange one is Liam, right?"

Bobby nodded. He clicked his tongue and soon, Liam joined them. "They showed up one day and I just couldn't say no."

Karen patted her lap for Liam to join Millie. "I had a cat when I was a little girl. I would dress her in doll dresses and push her around in a buggy."

Bobby chuckled. "Did she like that?"

Karen smiled at the memory. "She did actually."

Bobby relaxed on the couch. "I don't think Millie would put up with that." He reached over and scratched her ears. "Oh, sometimes their eyes glow blue."

Karen quickly looked at him. "Why?"

"The kids are radioactive sometimes. It isn't actually radioactivity but that is the way we look at it. The cats absorb that. It doesn't hurt them but their eyes turn blue when they are fully charged." Bobby said.

"You have been through a lot." Karen said.

Bobby ran his fingers through her hair. "A few things. Most of the time was basic hunting. Then, the kids came along and I guess all of this seems normal now."

Had Karen not remembered being possessed, she may not have taken everything in stride. She leaned her head against Bobby's shoulder. Earth was way more interesting than heaven.

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"I want to go to Bobby's house." Andy said.

"Not tonight." April said.

Andy started to argue but stopped himself. "Miss Karen is really nice."

"She is." April said. She ruffled Andy's hair. Something drew her to Karen. She figured it was just that Karen had a big heart. "Get washed up and we can have some burgers while we watch a movie."

Andy ran to wash his hands and wiped his face too. He and Owen had found a dirt pile so his face was a few shades darker than it had been that morning. He saw some dirt in his hair but figured that could wait for bath time.

Caleb walked through the door with boxes from the diner. He sat them down on the coffee table and laid out a few movies for Andy to pick from.

Andy chose Shrek because Owen had already watched it and said it was funny. He handed it to Caleb. "I'll get napkins."

April put Ian down so that she could open the boxes. She caught his hand before he grabbed the hot fries. "No. These are hot."

Liam whined and patted the coffee table.

April blew on one of the fries before handing it to him. She left the room to get a butter knife to cut Andy's burger.

Caleb made sure the movie was set to go and turned around. "No, Ian." He said firmly. He grabbed Ian's hand and lightly tapped the top of it.

Ian melted to the floor and wailed.

Andy ran to him. "What did you do!"

Caleb crouched down. "I tapped his hand."

Andy checked Ian's hand to make sure it hadn't been damaged. "He's a baby. You can't hit babies."

Caleb chuckled. Andy was fiercely protective of his little brother. "Give me your hand."

Andy held it out, unsure why Caleb wanted him to.

"I'm going to show you exactly how hard I tapped his hand." Caleb said. He tapped the top of Andy's hand with two fingers.

Andy looked at his hand. "That didn't hurt."

Caleb raised an eyebrow. "I didn't hurt Ian. I didn't even pop his hand. I tapped it because he pulled a plug out of the wall and was about to put it back."

Andy looked down at Ian who was still upset. He didn't know why Ian had cried so loud when the tap didn't even hurt.

"I startled him when I told him no." Caleb said. "It upset him but that should keep him from messing with the cords for a little while."

April returned and watched them. "Andy, you can't jump in if one of us gets on to Ian. That will give him the wrong message."

"He's just a baby though." Andy said.

"He is. He has to learn though." April said. "He doesn't know that he could be shocked or burned by things."

Andy held Ian's hand and led him to the food. "But... but.. you won't spank a baby, right?"

Caleb chuckled. "No, not while he is a baby."

Andy eyed him. Spankings hurt and he didn't think he could let that happen to Ian, even if he wasn't a baby.

"He is fine now. He wasn't electrocuted by the cord and he's done being upset." Caleb said.

Andy relaxed. "Okay."

Caleb sat down beside Andy and pressed play on the VCR. He didn't dare correct Andy. Part of being a brother was protecting each other. He wouldn't fuss at Andy for standing up for Ian.

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John charted the path to the storage unit. Of course, it was in Kansas. Everything seemed to be in Kansas. They had left early enough that they could make it to the bunker and bed down for the night. That would save them money on motels and they'd have more room to spread out. Then, the supposed storage would be an additional four or five hours. It was just outside of Lawrence.

Kate was on the quiet side. She doodled until the sun went down and then laid her head down on her pillow.

Dean was fine listening to music. She was usually subdued after he had to crack down on her.

Taylor was more talkative. He wanted to know about the hunts and everything John had been up to. He was hoping to be on the road more as soon as school was out.

As John tired, he talked less.

Taylor checked on Kate in his head. Hey, are you awake?

If I wasn't, I am now. Kate bit back

Taylor sighed. Don't bite my head off. I was just asking. He just sat back in the seat and looked out the window.

John saw the sudden change in mood and cursed silently. If they made it to Lawrence without getting their asses kicked, he'd be surprised.

Dean was glad to see the railing around the bunker's front door. He drove around to the tunnel and slowly pulled the car in. He opened the doors and parked the car before shutting the doors behind John's truck. It was late. He was exhausted. He tapped Kate's leg. "Wake up. We are at the bunker."

Kate pulled her leg closer to her body.

Dean shook her hip. "You can sleep out here. I am going to my soft bed though."

Kate sat up and rubbed her eyes. She stretched and got out of the car while holding her pillow close to her face. She bumped into Taylor and stumbled back. "Watch where you are going."

"I am, you are the one that has a pillow over your eyes." Taylor snapped.

John cleared his throat. "Both of you stop. Get your stuff and go to bed."

Kate shot Taylor a look and a tense message.

Taylor glared at her for a moment. He got his bag out of the truck and stalked to his room. He used the restroom and brushed his teeth before shutting his door for the night.

Kate did the same but waited until his bedroom door was shut before entering the hallway.

John dropped his stuff next to his bed and checked in with Dean. "It is late. Don't set an alarm. Those two need some sleep."

Dean groaned. "I need some sleep. What are the chances they wake up on the right side of the bed?"

John snorted. "I'd say slim. I will have my alarm set later than usual. I'm sure I'll be up but we can be out of here and at the storage unit before lunchtime."

Dean fell back onto his bed. "Sounds good." He almost dozed off but decided to change into some more comfortable clothes. He could sleep in any circumstances but he didn't need to.

Kate crawled into her bed and shoved her pillow under her head. She heard a faint sound in her head and growled. Get out of my head.

Taylor rolled onto his back and smirked.

John rolled out of bed the next morning and made a pot of coffee. Unless he had been awake for days, he couldn't sleep late. It was a blessing and a curse. Sam hadn't gotten that from him. Dean, however, had.

Dean pulled a soft hoodie on over his t-shirt. He padded into the kitchen and gratefully accepted the mug of coffee that John had poured. He opened a box of shelf-stable milk and poured it on top of a bowl of cereal. "Good morning."

John raised his cup but didn't speak.

They sat in silence for a while. That was something that they could do. They could exist in one place without speaking and still be comfortable.

The comfort was interrupted a little while later when a door slammed.

Dean groaned. "And so it begins."

Taylor showed up in the kitchen twenty minutes later with wet hair and steam coming off of his skin.

"How did you sleep?" Dean asked.

"Fine." Taylor answered and got his own bowl of cereal. He alternated between focusing on his cereal and tensing his shoulders.

Dean traded looks with John. As far as he was concerned, if they were going to step out of line, John could handle it.

Kate chose to get dressed for the day before getting breakfast. She and Taylor had been arguing in their heads and she was about ready to punch him.

Taylor bristled when she entered the kitchen and decided to leave to get ready too.

Dean rubbed his face. He didn't ask how Kate slept. He knew a bear trap when he saw one and Kate was ready to snap.

John watched both of them. Keeping them separated was a good idea. Sam and Dean had their fair share of fights so squabbling wasn't foreign to him.

Dean washed the dishes that were left and looked along the library shelves for a book that Bobby had asked for. He found it and put it in his duffle.

Kate carried her own duffle to the car and threw it into the backseat.

"We should swap." Taylor said.

Kate slowly turned around. "I have already put my duffle in Dean's car."

"You rode with Dean yesterday." Taylor said.

"Oh my god, what are you, two?" Kate asked.

Taylor had exhausted his hunting questions the night before and wanted to listen to music and chill with Dean. Kate always had to be with Dean. It was annoying sometimes.

John was finishing his coffee when the lights in the kitchen flickered. That was never a good sign.

Dean stepped into the hallway. He didn't see or hear anything else.

Taylor went to leave the garage but Kate said something in his head that caused him to turn around. He stumbled. "Don't hit me."

Kate smirked. "I didn't."

Taylor stomped toward her. "Bull shit."

Kate held her hands up. "I was ten feet from you, princess." She turned to walk by him and felt her feet stick to the floor. "Let me go."

The fighting went silent except for in their heads.

The lights flickered again. John went in search of the cause.

Taylor felt heat growing in his chest and glared at Kate.

Kate glared back.

A table in the garage moved with a screech.

Dean stepped back into the hallway and started walking toward the garage.

Taylor had an invisible hold on Kate to prevent her from zapping him with what felt like a new ability. He heard a high-pitched ringing in his ears and yelled. "Stop."

"Let me go!" Kate yelled back.

Taylor let go but not before causing her to trip. He smirked and may have added an insult that only she could hear.

John and Dean both rounded the corner right as Kate extended her hand and sent a pulse of energy straight at Taylor.

Taylor leaned into the wave and felt his feet sliding back. That was definitely new.

Unfortunately for Kate, the direction that she sent the pulse also happened to cover the side of the impala. She heard the glass cracking but couldn't pull the wave back in time. She lowered her hand and made eye contact with a furious John and a shocked Dean.

John grabbed Taylor by the shirt and tilted his head toward Kate for Dean to grab her as well.

Dean took a step toward Kate and blinked. "What the hell?"

In a complete panic, Kate had been granted her wish of being able to teleport. Her feet met the moist ground and the leaves around her swirled. She swallowed hard. "Crap, crap ,crap."

John whirled around. "Where did she go?"

Taylor grimaced. "I don't know."

John moved his grip from Taylor's shirt to the back of his neck. "Tell her to get her ass back here."

Taylor tried to focus but he felt like a mouse being pawed by a very angry cat. Except it wasn't a house cat. It was a freaking tiger.

John growled. "Taylor."

Taylor swallowed. Kate, please come back. I'm sorry.

Kate tried but she didn't know how she did it in the first place and the self-preservation part of her brain did not want to go back. I can't. I don't know how.

Where are you?

Uh, outside somewhere. She walked around trying to get her bearings.

Dean looked at the impala and angrily ran his hands down his face. "I'm going to go get her."

John told Taylor to go to his room and stay there. "Dean."

Dean got his boots on. "She is out there. She said she can't teleport back. I'm going to get her."

John just nodded. "Taylor will explain what the hell that was."

Taylor heard John's footsteps before the door opened. He bounced his leg nervously and worried with his hands.

"Start talking." John said. He spun Taylor's chair around and sat down in front of him.

"Uh, uh. I uh." Taylor stammered.

John leaned back and crossed his arms.

"We were arguing and it got out of hand." Taylor said.

John stood up quickly. "It got out of hand? It got out of hand!" He paced. "Start from the beginning."

"We have been irritated with each other and I guess we have been bickering in our heads. She hit me lightly and I told her not to. I held her in one place and she made my ears ring. I think I tripped her and then she hit me with that wave." Taylor said.

John stared at him. "Start cleaning up the glass."

Taylor nodded. "Yes, sir." He grabbed the trashcan and quickly made his way to the car. If he could pull dents out of metal, could he fix glass?

Dean exited the bunker and called out for Kate. Maybe she had her phone on her. He dialed her number. "Where the hell are you?"

Kate chewed her fingers. "I don't know."

Dean stopped by a tree and broke off a limb. He peeled it as he walked. "You know how to track. Look around you and figure out where you are."

Kate's heart was beating out of her chest. "I can walk back."

"You are going to find a stump and sit your ass down. I am going to hang up the phone. I am going to call you back and you are going to let it ring. If I hear it, I'll be able to pick a direction. If I do not hear it, I will call Cas down to find you." Dean said.

Kate's heart broke when the call ended. He was so angry. She turned the volume of her phone up and held it out.

Dean heard a very faint ringing and growled. She was at least a half-mile from the bunker. That would give him time to calm down a little. He called her back. "Stay where you are. I have a general direction."

Kate whimpered. "Okay." She put the phone down and sat down on a fallen tree. She hadn't meant to cause damage. Dean loved that car. That was the worst thing she could have done. She didn't even know she could do anything like that. That wouldn't matter though. She let tears fall. She was so dead.

Taylor surveyed the window. One window had a large crack in it and the other was shattered. He grimaced. He placed his hand on the cracked window and focused. Glass was just melted sand. He let out a shaky breath. At least that window was fixed. He opened the back door and started sweeping the glass into a dustpan. Abilities or not, that window was broken for good. He looked around and wondered if any of the other old cars had a window that would fit.

John cleared his throat. "Stop looking around and clean it up."

Taylor felt around in the nooks and crannies of the seat. He looked under both front seats and anywhere else he could think of. The seat wasn't scratched so that was good.

John looked in the backseat. He shined a light to double-check. "Did you fix the front window?"

"Yes, sir." Taylor said.

John shook the trashcan. "I'm guessing this one is a loss."

"Yes, sir. The other one just had cracks. I think I would have to put it together like a puzzle to fix it." Taylor said.

John sat the trashcan down. He rubbed his face. "Go to your room. I'll be there in a minute."

Taylor swallowed. He wondered where Kate was. Are you safe?

Until Dean finishes his hike over here, yeah.

Taylor paced around his room. He was initially envious of Kate's ability to disappear but he changed his mind. That was too much of a temptation.

John got another look at the car and sent Dean a message. He didn't bother knocking on Taylor's door before walking into his room. "You just got a whipping from Dean, did you not?"

"Yes, sir." Taylor said.

John slipped his belt from his belt loops. "Did he make you take your jeans off?"

Taylor gave John a horrified look. "Yes, sir."

John nodded. "Then you know what to do."

Taylor shakily unbuttoned his jeans and let them slide down. He didn't need to be told to bend over the desk. As much as he wanted to get the hell out of dodge, he forced himself to comply with the unspoken order.

"Did I tell you to stop arguing before we left the house?"

"Yes, sir." He felt the first line of fire and tucked his hands under his chest.

"Did I tell you to fix the attitude?" John asked.

Taylor groaned. "Yes, sir."

John laid down two more licks. "This is for those two things." He hit him twice more. "When I give you an order I expect it to be followed."

Taylor held his breath while five more fell. "I'm sorry."

"I'm not even going to lecture you because you. know. better." He had wicked aim and hit the areas that were previously untouched.

Taylor stomped his foot from the sting and twisted slightly.

"If you get up we will repeat this conversation every night for a week." John warned.

Taylor started breaking down. He stopped counting and just focused on staying in position.

John put a hand on his back. "You do not use your abilities on someone, especially a family member." He ended it with two harder licks to Taylor's upper thighs.

Taylor couldn't stand up. He was a mess and trying to keep it together.

"When Dean gets back with Kate, we are going to discuss exactly what happened. Then, not today, you can answer to him for the damage done to the car and the physical side of the fight." John said.

Taylor broke at that. He buried his face in his arms and sniffled.

"Stand up and right yourself." John said.

Taylor slowly did as he was told.

John put his belt back on. "You are done for the day unless you try something. That drive to Lawrence should give you time to think." He gave Taylor a one armed hug. "You can stay in here or go to the gym."

Taylor nodded. "Okay." Once his door was shut he fell face first onto his bed. Abilities were incredibly frustrating. He'd give up half of them if he could figure out how to heal after something like that. He shifted. Someone had a sick sense of humor.

Kate heard branches breaking and started walking toward the sounds.

Dean saw her and whistled since she was not walking directly toward him. "Did I tell you to sit your ass on a stump?"

Kate gasped. "I heard you and was just walking to you."

Dean closed the gap. "You would have kept walking had I not got your attention."

Kate lost her balance and was momentarily confused when he spun her around. She felt like she had been struck by lightning and jumped. "Son of a bitch." She saw the switch in Dean's hand and sucked in a breath of air.

"Get back over here."

Kate stepped toward him and whimpered when he grabbed her arm.

Dean worked the switch down her backside and halfway down her thighs.

Kate struggled to stay remotely still. "Dean, Dean wait I'm sorry."

Dean turned her around and started walking. "Do you realize how far away from the bunker you are?"

"No." Kate squeaked out and reached back to cover her butt.

"Move your hand." Dean said. He lectured as they walked. "You are real damn lucky that the car is the only thing that got hurt."

Kate jumped again and couldn't help rubbing the sting away. She was in tears by the time they made it to the bunker door.

Dean snapped the switch in half and tossed it on the ground. He opened the door and ordered Kate to go inside. "Go to your room."

Kate was used to him comforting her after punishing her. She gave him an odd look.

"That, little girl, was a preview. I'm not done busting your ass. Now, go to your room. You might as well find yourself a corner." Dean said.

Kate slowly backed away from him. She ran down the stairs and to her room. Are you okay?

No, are you?

No!