A/N: So here is my new one. I know I probably shouldn't have written this when I have another one that needs finishing but this idea was too good. So here you go!

The Pizza and the Coffee Shop

He knew what he had to do. It was the only way to save his son. But he couldn't leave them on their own. They needed someone to look out for them. And he knew just the person.

As John Winchester lay in his hospital bed contemplating the biggest decision of his life, Katrine Ward was flying over the Atlantic Ocean from London to the United States. It was a big choice for her to leave everything she was comfortable with, but she knew it was the right thing to do. Too many people had sussed her out and she had left too many of those people in danger. It was no problem for her to get through security at the airport although immigration may be a bigger problem. 'Oh well,' she thought as she settled back in her seat, 'One problem at a time.' Her electric blue eyes scanned the rows of rigid airplane seats as passengers were handed a meal. She could never take food very well on a flight so closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. Her long, thick chestnut brown hair did a great job of covering her face as she screwed it up in retaliation to the smell wafting over from the trays.

2 hours and 20 minutes later, after successfully slipping through immigration, Katrine stood waiting for a taxi. The cool Boston air swept her hair back from her face as she loaded her bags into the back and climbed in. "Where to, miss?" The taxi driver asked. "Nearest car dealership please," She replied pulling her phone out of her bag and turning it on. 7 missed calls from John Winchester. That was a name she hadn't heard in a while. Confused, she redialled the number. It was picked up after only one ring.

"I've been calling you," the rough voice came.

"And hello to you too," Katrine replied, "I couldn't pick up because I was on a plane." "I need a favour." "Well why else would you call me?" she made a face even though she knew John couldn't see her.

"I am going to die and I need you to keep an eye on the boys. No questions asked."

"No questions. Gottcha. Where are you?" "Memphis, Tennessee." "Goodbye, John." The line went dead.

"He never was one for sentiment," Katrine sighed, putting her phone away and turning to face out the window.

4 days and a new SUV later and Katrine rolled up in South Dakota outside a salvage yard. It was near a town called Sioux Falls where Katrine was staying. It belonged to a man called Robert Singer, hence the name "Singer Salvage Yard." This was where Sam and Dean were resting up. She lifted the pizza box from beside her. Intercepting the pizza delivery man had been fun…and tasty. She had to make sure they were here before anything else.

Katrine made sure her SUV was out of sight, it might look odd for a pizza to not come from a company car. She trailed through the salvaged cars to the front door and rapped three times. The door swung open and there he was, Dean Winchester.

He took the pizza from Katrine's hand and replaced it with 20 dollars. "Keep the change," he muttered, closing the door.

'So losing their dad hit them hard.' Katrine knew how it felt. Her dad died a long time ago. Longer than anyone would believe given that she looked twenty-five. She would need to keep an extra close eye on them. Even for someone who wasn't close to their dad it would come as a shock.

She decided it was time to scour the town. Luckily for her she found a coffee shop. Coffee was good for circulation. She sat down to a mug of the black drug that was caffeine.

Katrine's senses were suddenly on red alert as she noticed a recognizable figure standing in the corner of the shop. She scribbled a message onto a napkin, stopped a waiter and asked him to give it to the figure. The figure opened the napkin and read the following

Hunters are in this town. Leave now. I'll call when it's safe to see me. K. Xx

The figure nodded and slipped away. Katrine breathed out and took the last gulp of coffee before paying and leaving. She had work to do.

A/N: Okay, so it is short but this is just to get it going. It is completely written so updates will be weekly (I hope) and will be on a Thursday. However, any reviews I get will mean I update earlier. So one review = one day earlier. Only ONE review per person will count though. So, any ideas on who this figure is? Let me know who you think it is. Also, I'm not happy with the title so any ideas are warmly welcomed.

Kisses and Hugs,

Kat xx