"Dad, do you think we should fill the tub in case the power goes out?" Evelynn asked her father as she looked out the window of their kitchen. The kitchen was small, and the island in the middle seemed to take up more space than necessary but it was the perfect size for their small family. Evelynn's favorite part about the kitchen was the large bay window that overlooked their back yard. It was later in the evening but not too late for the sun to have set. However, there was a storm coming up on them and the clouds were almost black.

"Probably." He said as he read the paper at the table. She looked at him and tried to share her worry but he was just too involved in the paper.

"Can I ask what you're reading?" Evelynn asked her father curiously with a slight childlike demeanor. He could tell that she was just trying to pick up conversation so he glanced subtly at her over the rim of his glasses. He couldn't help but let a small smile sneak through his stoic expression when he saw her.

"I'm looking for information." He answered and then looked back down at the paper.

"What kind of information?" Evelynn prodded a little bit more but with caution.

"Just go fill the tub, honey." He smirked and she sighed. She did as she was told even though she didn't really want to. She didn't mind doing what her father told her to do, she was raised to be an obedient child, but she has noticed lately that he has been acting slightly different. He has been very tuned in to the news and she really hasn't been able to get him away from reading the paper or even some magazines.

"Evelynn, will you stay in there for a minute?" Her dad said in a louder voice but not a yell from the kitchen.

"Uhh, sure!" Evelynn said in a questionable tone. She wasn't sure why her father would ask her to do that. She couldn't really hear anything over the sound of the rushing water but she thought that she might have heard a second voice. She tried to listen closely but they were on the other side of the house and the water echoed in the bathroom.

"What do you mean, 'he's gone'?" She heard her father's voice raise in the other room. She couldn't help but let her curiosity get the best of her. She stepped out of the bathroom and quietly stepped into the hallway. She made sure to stay in the dark of the hallway so that they couldn't see her. Evelynn was surprisingly good at sneaking around.

"We were on a hunt and he just disappeared. He didn't leave our sight for a second but he just vanished." A softer voice spoke but she couldn't see the face that matched it. She tried to get as close to the doorway as possible without having it being known that she was there. At this point, she was really too curious, almost nosy, to care whether or not they saw her.

She saw that her father was speaking to two people. He was facing two men, one was around six foot, about her father's height, and the other was about four or five inches taller. They seemed just a few years older than she was but she couldn't help but think that they looked oddly familiar.

"So, you're telling me that instead of looking for him you chose to come back here and tell me?" William, Evelynn's father, asked with a bit of anger in his voice.

"The thing was, Will, he was acting really strange." The shorter man said with a little bit of irritation in his voice. His voice was low and she couldn't tell whether he was trying to talk quietly or if he just had a low voice.

"How strange?" Will asked with a bit of skepticism ringing in his voice.

"We think," The taller one spoke but he couldn't finish the words.

"We think he might have been possessed." The shorter one practically growled. The shorter one obviously did not like that Will did not believe him.

"Impossible." Will said without missing a beat.

"Then how do you explain why he ditched this?" The shorter guy asked curiously as he held up a necklace. Evelynn was shocked to see him holding up her brother's necklace. It made her nervous because that was a necklace that their mother gave him when he turned ten. She gave Evelynn a matching ring when she reached the same milestone five years after he did.

"Why would he take that off? He knows that it was protecting him." Will practically growled even lower.

"That's the same thing that we asked." The taller man spoke with a wary glance at the shorter man.

"That's why we immediately came back here." He explained and suddenly she made eye contact with the shorter one who still would have towered over her. His eyebrows narrowed ever so slightly but he just looked back to Will.

Suddenly, Evelynn remembered that the bathtub was still running.

She walked back in a bit of a shock but she couldn't help but wonder why they were talking about her brother, Liam. Evelynn thought that he was away at school, why would he be with them? She didn't even think that she's ever seen those guys before. However, she knew that they did seem very familiar but she couldn't place why.

"Evelynn?" A low voice behind her startled her. She jumped and turned around to see a broad shouldered man with a jacket on over a green button up. He wore dark jeans and he had shaggy blonde hair that stood up as if he styled it.

"Yes?" She asked quietly. It didn't really rub her strangely that he knew her name. However, she did feel slightly intimidated by him and the permanent scowl he had on his face.

"Have you had a call from your brother within the past week or so?" He tried to soften his face when he saw that she stepped back a little bit when he stepped further into the bathroom.

"Well, I mean, a couple of days ago he called. He always calls every Friday. We just like to stay in contact while he's at school, yah know?" She answered and he gave a slow nod of his head but she could tell he didn't understand.

"What did he say? Did he say anything odd or strange? Or seem like he wasn't himself?" He asked and she just narrowed her eyes at him.

"Who are you?" She asked changing the tempo a little bit. He was surprised by her asking the question but a small smile spread across his face.

"I'm Dean." He said casually but Evelynn just stared at him. He rolled his eyes at the fact that he couldn't just get information from her without her getting suspicious. "Dean Winchester. You are your father's daughter."

"Are you friends with my brother?" Evelynn ignored his last statement as she turned the water off without turning from him.

"You can say that." He answered with another slow head nod. Evelynn wasn't sure if she could exactly trust this man but if he knew her brother then he had to be good. It occurred to her that he curled his lip up in a way as if he were sorting through information to tell her. She realized that it wouldn't help anything if she told him that she didn't believe him. He was just one of her brother's friends, right?

"He kept asking me where dad was and if I was safe. He sounded a bit nervous, which he never is, so I was a little bit worried, too." She explained and he just looked off into space as if he was delving into a memory.

"He said that he was with some friends so he had to go but he said that if he called again to not answer it." She mumbled the last part because she was still confused by it.

"Has he called since then?" He asked but Evelynn shook her head. "Well, thank you for being honest." He said as he went to go turn away.

"Wait." She mumbled but he turned his shoulders towards her slowly. He had a strange physical presence that she has never really encountered before. Just from that fact, she could tell that he probably wasn't the kind of man to talk about emotions or much about himself. "Do you know why my father would be acting funny? It's not like he hasn't been himself but he has just been really interested in what's been in the papers and anything weird that has been happening." She let all the words fall out of her mouth without really thinking about it.

"I…." He paused and looked at her suspiciously. "You don't know what he's looking for?" Dean asked curiously and Evelynn crossed her arms over her chest. She wasn't exactly sure what to say to that question. "Okay. Listen to me, your dad is just a nut." Dean gave a little shrug with a small grin and then stepped out. Evelynn couldn't help but give a little smile as the young man walked out of her bathroom. She already knew that her father was a little funny but she was hoping for a more thorough answer than that.

Suddenly, Evelynn's phone went off in her pocket. It was a number that she didn't know but for some reason she felt like she should answer it.

"Hello?" She asked slightly confused.

"Ev!" Her brother's voice rang through the receiver.

"Liam?" she asked frantically. He sounded as if he were in pain.

"Ev! Where's dad? I need to talk to him! Hurry!" He shouted and Evelynn quickly rushed out to the kitchen. She thrust the phone in his direction and she couldn't help but feel choked up for some reason.

"Evelynn." Her father was surprised to see her but she just thrust the phone at her father again.

"It's Liam. He sounds like he's in pain." She mumbled and tried to calm herself. Dean walked into the kitchen from down the hall and he immediately looked cautiously towards the taller man that her father was talking to. The facial expression that covered her father's face almost frightened Evelynn. However, at this point it dawned on her that something was wrong with her brother. Probably something horribly wrong.

"Liam."