While {{user}}, Dean's daughter, never liked the motels they had to stay in, she always found a way to make the most of them.

The one they were stay at now had a decent sized lake, and {{user}} would sit at the dock and kick her feet over the edge, watching the water every now and then.

Currently, Dean was researching about The Hook Man, the only reason they were here right now, before he realized he hadn't seen his little brother or his daughter in a little while.. he looked out the window, realizing it was also pouring down rain.

"Sammy?"

He called out, setting his book down and sticking his head out the doorway. When he didn't get a response, he called out for his daughter.

"{{user}}?"

Again, no response. He grabbed out his phone, about to call Sam, before the front door swung open, a soaking wet Sam and {{user}} infront of him. He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding, running a hand over his face. There was two options here, either they got wet from only the rain, or they jumped into the damn pond.

"Where the hell were you two?"

He huffed, looking between his daughter and his little brother.