This is just something new that I'm trying out. I know I have so many stories going on but I like writing it helps me. Anyway, I don't own Supernatural only The CW and Eric Kripke does. Just a heads up this starts in season four.

Ellis Montgomery had always heard the voices. They had been in her head for as long as she could remember. They never once told her to do anything. It was more or less listening to a never-ending radio show in her head. She tried controlling once or twice but no matter how hard she tried she could never get the voices to go away.

At first, her parents thought that she was just playing around. But as she got older they saw that she was not, in fact, playing around. The voices were still there and they had not gone away. When she hit puberty, things seemed to get worse for her. As she attended school the voices would get noisy sometimes. Making work impossible and paying attention a trial. She tried not to listen in as best she could but sometimes the voices made it damn near impossible.

The argued a lot. Ellis found out. They argued about how to run The Silver City as the called it. One of them, a particular mean one, barked order around a lot. Then there were the others who did not yell as loud as the mean one. Instead, some whispered. They whispered about an uprising and the breaking of the cage or some shit like that. She wondered sometimes if the voices in her head were just as crazy as she was.

When she was sixteen, the dreams started coming. She didn't think anything of at first, after all, she did have a radio in her head. But then her dreams had started coming true. She would dream of something happening and then the next morning it would be on the news. Ellis then tested a little experiment one day. She sat on her floor Indiana style and truly listen to the voices. She tried to pick out what they were saying. To see if it had anything to do with what happened on the news. She was very disappointed to find out that, no, the voices didn't dictate what happened. Instead of hearing the voices then she would see events that did not happen. It had taken so much out of her when she had done it that her nose ended up bleeding and she passed out for three hours.

In those flashes, she had seen two brothers. The stars falling, and a man with several cuts and burns on his face. Who was in desperate need of some face wash. Safe to say she never tried doing that again. The dreams she could live with, but the flashes and events, it was too much for her.

But her dreams did not happen every night. It was more a once in a while thing.

The worst thing that happened to her, was by far the scary faces. They had started showing up when she turned eighteen. Every once in a while, she had come upon a face that looked terrorful. In other words, they would look downright demonic. The first time she saw one she was walking home. She caught a glimpse of its face and she screamed in terror. She was lucky it was late at night or else it would have been difficult to explain that to people.

Finally, at twenty-one, after she had graduated with a degree in History her parents had had enough of her. They had once called her their little miracle baby. But now, she was just a screwed-up nut job. They had checked her into a psychiatric facility and she did not protest. Ellis didn't want to hurt her parent any more than she had already done. They asked her question and she answered honestly. Then they diagnosed her as a schizophrenic, she knew it wasn't true but she just shrugged her shoulders and went with it. What are you going to do?

The facility itself was nice. In a nice secluded area in the state of Washington. She had lived in Iowa all her life but the change was welcomes. There was a total of ninety-seven patients there. All with there own problems. She hadn't met everybody, because different wings and therapy groups, but the people she did meet were pretty nice to her. A little hard to talk to but then again so was she.

Then one day it had changed. Her parents had told her that she would be staying at the facility for only a couple of weeks. Well, weeks ended up turning into months and on her third month of staying at the facility she met her best friend. It was by honest accident they had met and for the first time in her life, Ellis had started believing that the Heaven the voices talked about was real.

India Decker was someone to be remembered for the ages. She had short brown hair that reached down to the beginnings of her shoulders. She had dyed to an auburn color only three days after Ellis arrived, it was a big deal. Ellis still wanted to know how she sneaked the hair dye in but India still wouldn't tell her. India was short in height, barely reaching five-three, her body was built like a twig. You could barely see any body fat on the girl, even though she had eaten two portions every night along with a bag of skittles. Although you wouldn't see it India Decker was a fighter. In one of the nights, she had snuck into her room India confessed to her that she had taken ten years of MMA classes. Her parents had signed her up after they had seen how angry she could get. India always said that it was one of her first signs of having Bipolar II. India was only five months older than her.

In contrast, the girls couldn't be more different. With her natural dark hair and dark eyes clashed with Ellis's light blonde hair and grey-blue eyes. While India was short and willowy Ellis was tall, nearly five ten, and curvy. Girls in middle school had always made fun of how her body looked but Ellis learned to tune them out, unlike the voices. While Ellis cared greatly for the people around her and for many strangers, India did not. As she had said it herself India had the incredible rare talent of just not giving a shit. There many times when they talked that India had reminded her of Carrie Fisher she even told her it the one time. India had taken it as a compliment.

When India had told her why she was staying in the facility Ellis couldn't help but feel bad. She had told her that during one of her manic episodes she had gotten angry. Really angry. So, angry that she had broken almost everything in her room along with destroying some of her neighbor's property. That had been four months ago. She told Ellis about how she felt so bad about what she had done afterward. Well, less about destroying the neighbor's stuff more about hurting her parents' feelings. Then India had told her that her parents didn't really matter to her anymore. Ellis wanted to heal all of her pain and make it go away. She truly was a nice person even when she had her bad days. Though the thought of her parents made her pause. They had already disowned India and it made Ellis feel even worse about herself. Would her parents come to disown her too?

Ellis, in return, had told her all about the voices in her head. About how they never told her to do anything. That they were just always there no matter how many times she had tried to get rid of them. She watched as her new friends listened closely and took in every word that she had said to heart. Once she was done Ellis had confessed to her that she didn't think she was crazy or sick. She just thought that something was wrong with her and she needed to figure out what.

To her surprise, India had agreed. She told how she had meant other schizophrenic patients before and she was nothing like them. All the people that India had meant were always so on edge and almost loose canon like. But Ellis? She was always so calm and collected, maybe a little too quiet, but nothing that would scream out of the ordinary. Night and day the girls tried coming up with theories on what the voices were. The library they had was limited and very bias so nothing really come up there. They only had so much internet access and even that was monitored daily. Weekly outings were out of the question when it came to research. The attending had never let them leave their sight. The only thing that had left was the Bible.

So, the Bible they checked.

They knew it was a long shot and they couldn't exactly read it cover to cover. So, they read the cliff notes version. As she read on some of the things that the voices in her head had talked about popped up. Ellis waved it off a coincident, she grew up in Iowa after all. But as they read on and one the coincident just kept adding up. Ellis was saying she was an angel but she might just be able to hear them.

After about six months of staying in the facility, she came to a decision. She needed to leave and find some more answers. She went to India with her plan, which was barely even a plan, and the brown-eyed girl told her that she was coming with her. It wasn't going to be easy, it wasn't like they could check themselves out, and after two more full weeks of planning. They had put their escape plan into action.

Every night at eleven fifteen pm Betty Joker would wake up screaming. The poor old woman was suffering from night terrors. Each night the workers who were on that floor would leave their post and attend to her. That left the two friends exactly thirteen minutes and ten seconds to make their grand escape out of the building. Once they packed a small bag filled with everything they needed until they got down to where they needed to. they waited. When her timer went off the two girls bolted out of Ellis's since it was on the first floor and snuck down into the basement. From their, they had already set up wooden boxes and were able to climb out of the small window. If everything was on track they would know that they were missing until morning wake up call at seven.

To both of their surprise they planned had worked. The only slight problem they had was the janitor that was mopping the floors. The girls had not planned on him working there that night. In fact, they had never seen him work there before. He was short, shorter than Ellis, with sandy brown hair and a wicked grin on his face. He seemed to be sucking on some sort of lollipop when they came across him. They both froze in fear as he caught sight of them. But all he did was wink then went back to work and took out his lollipop to whistle a little song and letting the two girls make their escape. They had managed to make it through the small window with little difficulty. They once they had run for about two miles the girls stopped and started to walk. They walked until they found the nearest town, which they had reached at three in the morning. The next stop was going to be a public Library so they could really find out some answers. After than Ellis truly had no idea what she was going to do.

Ellis knew that they couldn't keep the clothes they were wearing for very long. They were both dressed in the scrubs the patients were forced to wear. With the exception of India who was wearing a navy-blue sweatshirt. Sighing to herself she had turned to India for advice on what to do.

India had smiled and taken her hand leading her to the nearest Walmart that she could find. The two walked into the store and started looking for clothes. Ellis had asked her what they were doing since they had no real money. They only had about forty bucks on them and that was not enough for Walmart prices. India gave her a look telling her shut up and she did. She then dragged her and the clothes she had in hand into the bathroom and told her to change. Not wanting to question her Ellis did so and changed into a pair of nice blue jeans and a graphic Tee-Shirt. She didn't change her sneakers though, she liked the grey tennis shoes.

India had changed out of the scrubs and into a long-sleeved purple shirt that was two sizes too big along with a pair of black yoga pants. Ellis rolled her eye at the yoga pants, India was going to freeze in those. She then told Ellis to turn around and she did and the next thing she knew India was ripping off the tags on her clothing. Ellis's eyes widened. She didn't realize that they were going to be shoplifting but she guessed it made sense. India did the same to her clothes and ripped off all the tags that went with them. She had also managed to snag some new underwear and ripped them open too throwing them into their backpack.

Satisfied that they were done the girls threw their scrubs away in the trash bin of the bathroom. Knowing that they could not go out the way that they came in India had pulled her to the Gardening section of Walmart and through there they were able to make their grand escape.

Once they had reached a public library they had deemed safe the girls started their work. It took hours and hours of sifting through countless bullshit until they finally found someone who looked legit. A self-claimed psychic that that went by the name Missouri Moseley. India had raised an eyebrow at it by it had been hours and it was the only lead they had.

India turned to her and smiled, "So, Kansas it is?"

Present Day, Four Years Later

September 18, 2008

"Lord Almighty in Heaven above I hate Wisconsin," India said as she twirled a piece of her freshly dyed hair. It was the same auburn color that it had been before, maybe a few shades lighter, definitely a few inches longer. Instead of reaching the tops of her shoulders it now reached the middle of her back. The action caused Ellis to look at her own blonde hair, it had gotten so long that she had needed to put it into a ponytail every time she ate. "It's always snowing here." India complained again.

"Well," Ellis said shrugging and she made the turn into the abandoned lot, "You're the one who wanted to do this."

India rolled her eyes, "Yeah. Remind me again to never suggest killing an old sea hag. Who, might I just add, wants to feast on the flesh of sailor so she can live forever."

Putting the bar into park Ellis smiled at her friend, "Go big or go home, now come on let's go deal with this demon."

India groaned. Dealing with demons had always been her least favorite part of hunting. How do you ask they came into hunting? Well, after they had encountered Missouri Mosley the girls learned a lot of things. They learned from her that ghost hated iron, shapeshifters reacted to silver, witches loved spraying bodily fluids, and well demons were real too. Missouri explained a lot to them, told them they had a great future ahead of them. But, when asked a question about the voices in her head Ellis had Missouri stumped.

It had saddened her dearly to learn that even to the supernatural world she was a mystery.

So, the girls had set off with their new-found knowledge about the world and started hunting things. It wasn't like they could go back to normal lives anyway, they were psych hospital patients on the run after all. They started out small with ghost and worked their way up. They had made a few friends along the way. Different hunters here and there. They never stayed in a town longer than two weeks. The only thing that girls had that was permanent was the old 1983 Vanagon that they drove. It was an ugly color of light blue and white with a few rust spots in between. The car was big enough to sit seven but the girls had completely gutted it and replaced it with items for hunting and living.

It was not an ideal home for any standards but to them it was perfect. Both were able to sleep comfortably in it thanks to the sleeping bags they had purchased. Those were cheap but the girls had decided to go all out for the pillows and bought top brand Tempurpedic pillows. It really did help them out in the long. All their supplies for hunting was left in a massive truck that they had been able to find a few years back when they first started out. It was old and wooden but it did the trick. It was also blessed to infinity and beyond so nothing evil was getting passed it.

On the one wall of the van laid out all the girls research for every case, they had been working on. The different colored string was tact to all sorts of papers connecting the dots. That was India's doing. If the girl didn't have her problems with the law she would have made a great detective. Next to the chest laid their past case files in a file holder, which was Ellis's doing. They all laid neatly in manila folders labeled differently according to what supernatural being it was. Call her anal or a hoarder but Ellis liked being organized and prepared.

All in all, they had a pretty good set up. Their time as hunters had not been easy by any accounts. They've had their loses, some lasting a lifetime, but they also had their wins. Knowing that they were saving the world together was also kind of a constant big win for them. That being said Ellis knew that hunting took its toll on India sometimes. Since leaving the facility in Washington she had not been able to have any of her medication to keep her in check. But, being with India for so long Ellis knew the signs.

She would help her through whatever mood she was in until India felt stable enough to handle it on her own. When she was angry and raging Ellis would take her to a secluded area and let her get her rage out or until she calmed down enough. If she was feeling a little to on-top-of-the-world then Ellis would make sure the reign her back in.

Ellis would go to ends of the Earth and then some for her best friend. Because she knew that India has already done the same for her and she would continue to do it over and over again.

They had both had thought about normal life. But laughed off the idea when they realized that normal wasn't for them. Domesticity wasn't their thing. The life of a hunter was their best way to live, the life of a hunter was what they were good at. Ellis wasn't going to lie though, learning how to create fake ideas was hard but learning the basics of hacking was harder. It was the one skill she would love to live without. The hustling of people at bars and stealing credit cards was not how she saw her adult life going. But then again, she never thought that demons would be real either.

Their life of hunting had been simple. They only got the occasional demon or two. Until something big had happened and all of Hell had apparently broken lose allowing more demons to run free. That had been almost a year and four months ago. The girls tried their best to get all the demons they could but eventually, they had to prioritize. So, they put the demon hunting on hold and went back to their roots but something big was about to happen. Ellis had been getting dreams about something big coming and whatever it was it was about to change the world.

Clutching the box of items, she would need to summon the demon Ellis sighed. This was going to be tougher than she initially thought. There was at least a foot of snow on the ground and from how cold it was outside. She was betting that the ground was going to be frozen solid.

Just as she was about to turn around the voices in her head exploded. It was like they went from a laptop volume to concert speakers in a second. The change was so jarring and loud that it caused Ellis to kneel down in pain putting her hands over her ears. She cried out slightly and she closed her eyes trying to focus on what they were saying. It wasn't really all the voices crying out just one in particular that seemed to be shouting the most. The shouting was so loud that she thought her ears were bleeding.

Concentrating more Ellis did something she told herself she would never do. She tried pinpointing the location of where the voice was. Ellis got flashes of a house and a junkyard in the middle of somewhere. She tried harder looking for a sign when it finally came. Sioux Falls, South Dakota.

The voice in her head had then gotten louder and this time she is cried out. She felt India clutching her back trying to soothe her the to the best of her ability. It was screaming the same sentence over and over again. Then, just in a matter of seconds, it stopped. Calming down the entire radio went quiet for a few seconds. Completely silent and Ellis had never heard it this quiet before. This is probably what normal people feel like.

Finally, the voices returned in a hushed tone and Ellis laid back exhausted from the event. She put her hand to her nose to find that it was bleeding. She checked her ears just to make sure and was happy to find that they had not been bleeding.

"What did they say?" India asked her. Sitting beside her in the snow.

"It wasn't all of them. Just one. And it was really loud." She replied while taking deep breaths.

"Well, what did it say?"

Ellis closed her eyes and thought of the sentence along with the flashes of Sioux Falls. "It kept saying 'Dean Winchester has been saved' over and over again. Then I got these flashes of some place in Sioux Falls, South Dakota and India… I think we need to go there."

"Well." India said getting up and brushing the snow off of her pants, "I guess that leaves only one question." She said.

"What's that!" She called to her friend who was already getting into the car.

She answers her question by shouting to Ellis as soon as she opened the driver's door, "Who the hell is Dean Winchester?!"