You took your shoes off as you slowly turned the door knob. The door creaked open and you sucked in a breath, fearing the worst. But there was no sign that you'd been caught.

You'd been staying with Bobby since your parents died on a hunt, about a year ago. He was sort of like a dad to you and you were sort of like his kid.

You were almost Scott free when you heard a gruff, "Where have you been?"