(Clarissa's POV)
The boys told me everything except for why I feel some connected to the man in the tan trench coat. I was eating my pancakes and started to sing quitely to myself Theory Of A Dead man- I hate my life.
"Hey, watch that language." Dean warned and I gave him a look.
"Dean, I'm not a little girl."
"I don't think he cares come on let's get a nap." Cassie picked me up and we went to my room. He laid me down and went to leave when I stopped him.
"Wait Cassie will you stay? I am getting bad dreams." He nodded and laid down beside me.
"Want to talk about it?" He asked and I just showed him the scars on my arms.
"I don't want to talk I want to sleep."
"Then why me?"
"Because all the nightmares go away." I said snuggling up but he left and I snuggled up to stuffed animal. Just then Sammy came in.
"Hey, scoot over." I did and he laid with me. I snuggled up and he tucked me in with him.
"Thanks Sammy. Can we watch something on Netflix?" I asked him and he looked at me.
"Are you using the puppy eyes?" He asked me and nodded.
"Maybe."
"Your good." He said and I smiled.
"Learned it from the best." I giggled and we started to watch Scooby-Doo.
"Thanks Sammy." I mumbled into his shirt then fell asleep.
~~~~~~~~~~4 hours later~~~~~~~~
(Dean's POV)
"How long do we let her sleep?" I asked.
"Well, I don't really know. I never had to deal with a small child like this." Sam said and I chuckled. I woke her up and she stretched.
"Found a case so get ready." I said and I left.
This is a filler chapter sorry it's so short
