Finally arriving at the bunker, you pull the car up right behind the impala by the front doors. The guys whistled from the back as everyone got out.

"Nice car." You stretch your arms behind your head and laugh.

"You can look, but don't touch. It's Deans baby. I can't even count how many times he's had to rebuild the thing up from the ground." You comment, him sliding out.

He chuckles and circles the car, investigating it "Come on, we gotta go inside." The annoying girl sighed.

He stood, a small frown on his face "Kill joy."

She rolled her eyes and turned to the door "Prepare to be amazed." You chuckle, opening the door to the bunker.

They step inside, their jaws dropping at the large entry way. Below the stairs stood Castiel, looking up at you. Trying to hold back your laughter at their expressions, you look down the railing at Cas.

"Sam! Dean! We're here!" You call down which resonates with an echo before turning to the others "And this is only the entry way and part of the library."

The blonde girl frowns "How the hell did they build this place?" Who built it?" Her face was full of amazement.

You smiled and turned, starting to walk down the stairs "The nazi's built this place. Then it was used as a base for the men of letters." You were now at the bottom of the stairs, where again you called "Sam! Dean! Get out here and meet the others!"

Cas sighed "I recomend we have them evacuate the premises."

You shook your head as the others made their way down behind you "They've been through a lot worse."

"That's the truth." Dean smirked as he walked out from the library, Sam not far behind.

You smile and walk over to Sam, stopping and talking to Dean "You won, I make lunch."

Dean smiled as you made your way to Sam, who now held you in his arm loosely "That was just a joke, Sammy and I already made lunch."

"Thanks." You smile and kiss Sam.

"You're welcome." Dean scoffs behind you. "So who is who here?" He asked, gesturing to the group behind you before pinpointing Trish "I recognize that one, but who are the other two?"

"Nathan, aka envy. This is my sister Sarah, aka pride." Sarah's eyes were locked on Dean, her face a slight pink color.

"Well nice to meet ya." Nathan held out his hand, Dean taking it and shaking.

"Nice car out there man. '68?" Nathan asked, causing Dean to smile.

"67. It's a '67 Impala." Nathan nodded.

"Well either way it's bad ass."

Dean released his hand and turned, walking past Sam but stopping next to him to nudge him with his elbow "He likes baby, he's my new favorite."

Sam rolled his eyes and looked down at you "Glad you're alright."

Smiling back at him, you stand on your toes as to reach his lips better "Why wouldn't I be?" You joked innocently as you kissed him.

The girl chuckled from behind you, causing you to turn and give her a confused look "You won this round, I hate to admit it but I was wrong."

Nate gasped in a mocking manner, ending up in him getting slapped in the gut. You and Sam tried to hold back your laughter as Trish exited the room to avoid the violence.

"Lets go eat before someone gets hurt seriously." Sam sighed, leading you into the kitchen, where plates were set for everyone, and bowls of food scattered every empty space on the table.

"Real men can cook." Dean smirked as everyone sat.

You laugh "I'm very proud of you Dean." You joked.

He smiled proudly "You should be, I made pie."