Sam and I walked into some generic KC bar, on reports of the life just…leaving people, apparently. Like their soul and everything they were just left them. Sam and I sat down and looked around. The place was pretty dinky, just a hole in the wall, but packed nonetheless. Everyone was looking over at a stage with one microphone.

The lights started to go down and the guys started to holler and cat-call. A young girl, couldn't be more than 18, came on the stage. She had hazel eyes and dark brown hair. She went up to the microphone. She gazed around with a hopeless and sad look in her eyes. Until she saw Sam and I. Then, she started to sing.

There you are,

Standing there,
Just like 22 years ago…..
I've never seen your face…
But I know…

Its you,
And I know why you're here,
To get rid of all this fear.

Get rid of every monster,
Every shadow on the stairs.
You don't remember me,
But I was there.

And when mommy died..
It was just her and I….
I was raised in Hell.

Cause I was an angel that went and fell…..

Its you,
And I know why you're here,
To get rid of all this fear.

Get rid of every monster,
Every shadow on the stairs.
You don't remember me,
But I was there….

Please save me ,
Cause I'm trapped.

Don't know what to do,
I wasn't raised like you..

I'm forced to do things I don't want to do…
Save me will you?

The music ended and she tore her eyes away from mine. She slumped down on herself and walked off stage over to a stool. While keeping an eye on two men in the corner. They were big and burly and watched her like hawks.

"Somethings up with that girl Sammy" I said. He looked at me and nodded. We both stood up and headed over to the bar, sitting on either side of her. She didn't look up at us, her eyes were fixed on her drink.A . 'Damn', I thought, 'Kids not even old enough to drink.'

" You're Sam and Dean Winchester aren't you?" she asked quietly. I looked above her head at Sam and nodded to him.

"Yeah.." he said," And who are you?"

She looked up at him and squared her shoulders.

"I can't tell you that just yet. But are you both here about the accidents?" she questioned frantically.

"Yeah, do you know anything about it?" I looked at me and her hazel eyes dug into mine, like searching through my soul. She clutched a silver chain around her neck, which ran down into the neckline of her dress.

" I know everything about it," she murmured," but I can't tell yall now. They're watching me and I have to go. The secrets in the song though. It will help get you very far. VERY far." She got up and paid for her drink then turned and started heading towards the two burly men, who were waiting by the back of the stage.

"WAIT! What's your name?!" I pressed. She stopped and turned, a small sad smile on her face.

" My name, Dean Winchester? My name is Harmony Mary Winchester." she answered.

Then the two men came up and grabbed her by her upper arms and started to 'gently' drag her away. I turned to Sam and he had that constipated look like he does when he's confused.

" Wait….. What?!"