I DO NOT OWN SUPERNATURAL! IT BELONGS TO ERIC KRIPKE!

I OWN ANGELINA AND ANY OTHER CHARACTERS WHO DON'T BELONG IN THE SERIES.

This is my first fanfiction so criticism is welcome.

"We've got a job in Charlotte North Carolina," Sam Winchester said approaching his older brother who was eating pie.

"What is it?" Dean Winchester asked through a mouthful.

"Demons," Sam replied shoving a newspaper onto the table in front of Dean. "There are omens all over the place,"

"Alright," Dean sighed heavily. "Let's go," with a longing look at his last piece of pie he stood up and walked out of the café with Sam following.

They got into the '67 Chevy Impala that was parked outside and as Dean put it into gear one of his Metallica songs came on and he turned up the volume, he began singing as he drove.

The four hour drive from Atlanta Georgia to Charlotte North Carolina passed quickly with Sam complaining about Dean's music choices and Dean telling Sam to pipe down, it was the driver who picked the music and not the passenger.

Angelina Evans-Winchester sat in the Charlotte Diner waiting for her egg and bacon roll that she had ordered. It had been two months since the loss of her mother and she was still trying to get over it, her friends and teachers have been so supportive. Angelina was fighting hard against child services because unless her father could be located she would be forced to go into the foster system for two years until she turned eighteen.

"Here's your roll Angie," Ruby said handing Angelina her egg and bacon roll.

"Thanks Rubes," Angelina smiled at her friend as two men entered the diner, one was taller than the other and had shaggy brown hair and green eyes, and the shorter of the two had short brown hair and Angelina's green eyes. Her own green eyes widened as she took in the shorter of the two, he looked very similar to her.

"Ooh look at that Sam, an egg and bacon roll," the shorter of the two said while the taller–Sam- rolled his eyes.

"You just ate Dean," Sam replied.

"Yeah four hours ago," the shorter one-Dean- shot back.

"What can I get ya'll?" Ruby asked walking over to the two men who were sitting next to Angelina so that she was able to hear what they were talking about and so that she could piece together what her mother had said about her father with what these two men were talking about.

"An egg and bacon roll and a coffee please," Dean said and Angelina noted how similar their food preferences were, given she wouldn't have coffee but it was still the same.

"Just a coffee for me," Sam said.

"Angie quit drooling," Ruby whispered to Angelina as she walked past and Angelina blushed but glared at Ruby's retreating back.

"I'm surprised you didn't jump at the chance to come here," Sam said looking at Dean.

"What do you mean?" Dean asked, he was eyeing the girl sitting next to them, she looked so familiar but he couldn't place how or why.

"Don't you remember the last time we were in Charlotte with dad?" Sam asked curiously. "You met that girl Ava Evans,"

"Ah Ava, I remember her," Dean said but he was still watching the girl, he noticed how her body had become stiff as soon as Sam had mentioned Ava. "I wonder if she still lives here,"

"She doesn't," the soft voice startled both men and they looked at the girl who lifted her head and looked at them, her green eyes sad and doe-like.

"What do you mean?" Dean asked ignoring how those eyes looked exactly like his and how the wavy red hair seemed to fall in her face like it did with Ava.

"Ava Evans died two months ago," the girl said.

"I'm sorry," Sam said softly. "Did you know her?" the girl nodded her head.

"She was my mother," she said as the tears spilled onto her cheeks, she wiped them away and hastily bit into her roll to avoid talking. Dean noted how the roll looked like the ones he usually ordered but that wasn't unusual as most people probably ordered that except for Sam who was just weird that way.

Angelina forced herself to swallow her bite and look back up at the two men who seemed to be having a silent conversation, finally –after what seemed like hours- they looked back at her.

"What's your name?" Sam asked.

"Angelina," she replied. "Angelina Evans-Winchester," she noticed their eyes widen at her last name and wondered why.

"W-Winchester?" Dean choked out.

"Yes, why?" Angelina asked confused, why did the name mean so much to them?

"I am Sam Winchester and this is my older brother Dean," Sam said and this time Angelina's eyes widened, her mother had always said her father was a guy named Dean Winchester.

"Did you have a mother named Mary?" she asked quietly.

"Yes," Dean replied.

"My name is Angelina Mary Ava Evans-Winchester," Angelina said after looking at them for a few minutes.

"Are you alright Angie?" Ruby asked coming up and looking at Angelina who was staring at Sam and Dean with tears forming in her eyes.

"I think I just found my father," Angelina whispered pointing to Dean and Ruby turned to him and looked at him.

"Yeah, I can see that," Ruby said appraising Dean who was staring at Angelina with an expression of pure shock.