We were on our way too interview a family, where the dad went missing.

"No, for the last time." Dean said.

"Come on." I pleaded. "I can transform into my wolf form, and you can just say, I am a police dog."

"It's not the worst idea, Dean." Sam interjected.

"Don't be on her side in this." Dean argued.

"Dean, please." I continued. "Who knows? Maybe I notice something, you don't."

"Fine." Dean sighed.

"Huh thank you, thank you, thank you." I attacked him with hugs, while Sam laughed.

"Geez." Dean chuckled as I let him go. "If I knew, it was this easy to make you happy, I would have done it way sooner."

"What can I say?" I chuckled. "I am tired of waiting on you all the time."

"You haven't even done it that many times." Sam argued.

"Nope, but I get bored easily." I chuckled.

"Well, we are gonna be there in a minute, so I would transform now, if I were you." Dean let me know.

"One wolf coming right up." I said and transformed. It almost felt weird, given how long it had been since I was a wolf, not just for sleeping.

We arrived at the house, which was nice, but there were all of these weird things all over the place.

Dean knocked and a woman quickly answered the door. "Can I help you?"

"Agent Johnson, this is Agent Hanson." They flashed their batches. "This is our police dog, Leona." I looked up at the nice lady.

"My partner would like to ask some questions about your husband's disappearance, while I go through the house with Leona here." Dean said.

"Why is the FBI interested in a missing persons case?" She asked.

"We are looking into other cases with similarities and wanted to see, if this was connected." Sam answered.

"Of course, you can just look around." The lady said and Sam and I walked inside.

"Okay Leona, you look around for anything out of the ordinary, while I check for EMF and sulphur." I gave a quick nod in return.

As I looked around the house, I couldn't see anything out of the ordinary. Expect for the giant tree in the living room and all of the weird small statues of men all over the place. Although I did see this thing with all sorts of herbs in it. It looked like vervain and meadowsweet to me along with some other ones.

After a little Sam called at me, "Come Leona, we will get going." We walked outside to the lady and Dean. "Thank you for letting us have a look."

"We will let you know, if we find something." Dean said and we walked to the Impala.

"Agents?" The lady caught our attention. "The police said that my husband might have been kidnapped."

"It is a possibility." Dean answered, while Sam let me in.

"Then why haven't they called and demanded a ransom?" The lady looked really sad.

"We don't know." Sam said.

"It is almost Christmas." She stated. "What am I supposed to tell our son?"

"We're very sorry, ma'am." Dean finished and got in to drive off.

As we were a little down the road, I transformed back to human.

Dean looked back in the mirror startled. "Could you warn me next time?"

"Well, where's the fun in that?" I teased.

"So get this," Sam famously started. "I found no EMF or sulphur in the house." He looked back at me. "Did you find anything unusual?"

"Other than the giant tree in the middle of the room, the round thingie with herbs on it and all of the small statues of little men, no." The two Winchesters shared a look.

"You mean the Christmas tree, wreath and the elfs?" Dean asked with confusion.

"If that's what it's called, then sure." I shrugged. Feeling the weird vibe in the car, I decided to settle my curiosity. "What are you two thinking about?"

"Have you never celebrated Christmas?" Dean asked unconvinced.

"What is Christmas exactly?" I asked.

"You know when you eat a bunch of food, then you decorate the whole house and drag a tree inside too. Santa coming with the presents on Christmas morning?" Dean explained and I just shook my head. "Really, never?"

"It's not exactly a Wolfblood tradition so no." I answered but curios for more knowledge. "Who is Santa?"

"He is this legend that kids believe in of an old guy in a red suit, who makes presents for all of the kids. However, you only get them, if you have been nice all year, cause if you have been naughty, you get coal instead." I looked puzzled at Dean.

"So, he basically stalks the kids all year and then breaks into their homes and leaves gifts or coal?" I summed up.

"When you look at it like that..." Dean trailed off.

"Why do kids like him? He seems creepy." I leaned back in the seat.

"It is the magic and myth that surrounds him, I guess." Sam explained chuckling slightly.

"Are we going to celebrate Christmas?" I asked curious about this new phenomenon.

"I think, it could be fun." Dean said cheerfully.

"We'll have to see." Sam had a tone of sadness in his voice.

"Why?" Dean asked surprised.

"Because we have never really celebrated it before, so why should we start now?" Sam argued. Wasn't really a fan of the whole atmosphere in this car at that moment.

"Because it is Leona's first Christmas." Oh please, Dean. Don't bring me into the argument.

Luckily, the motel came up, before anyone could say anymore. Dean parked the car and we all exited. I was excited that we actually were in a motel again and not a abandoned house. They gave me creeps. And yes I know, I have two of the best hunters with me, but that doesn't change that fact.

"I will go and get us a room." Dean said and walked into the building, leaving Sam and I in the awkward silence outside.

"I am sorry, if I did something." I said with my weak guilty voice. Yes, I might be a big bad wolf sometimes, but that doesn't mean I don't turn into a awkward teen every so often.

"It's not your fault." He sighed. "I just don't wanna celebrate Christmas, knowing that it will be last one with Dean."

I looked up with a sympathetic look. "Maybe you should try and tell him that."

"Maybe." He sighed as we saw Dean approach the car with a key in his hand.

"Room 237." He announced, as he reached us. "Let's get to unpacking."

We did as told and took our stuff out and to the room, Dean had designated. When we entered, a weird smell hit me.

"Ough." My reflexes said for me.

"Yes, that's the smell of home." Dean chuckled as he and Sam entered as well.

"Still better than the abandoned house, where I found not 2, not 3 but 4 rats." I realized there were only two beds. "So who is gonna share a bed?"

"Me and Sam." Dean quickly said making me scrunch up my nose.

"So giant 1 and 2 in one bed and then little me in another?" I questioned.

"If it gets too much, one of us can always take the couch." Sam put down his bag.

"No." I shook my head. "I can share a bed with one of you." They both looked at me with a weird look.

"I am gonna ignore how wrong that sounded." Dean muttered.

"Oh come on, that only makes sense." I argued. "You pay for every meal-"

"With our money, including yours, from Bela." Dean interrupted.

"And you pay for gas and the places, we stay." I continued. "I won't let either one of you sleep on a couch, when we have space enough. Besides, I shared a 'bed' with my brother my whole life. It won't be that different to share with you." I sat down on one of the beds. "So who wants to share?"

The boys have a whole conversation with their eyes in their own weird Winchester way, until one of them finally talked.

"Okay, you can share with me." Dean said. "Sam does tend to take up the most space between the two of us."

"I am completely fine with that." I smiled.