Chapter 4

The hospital looked scary but Angela wasn't scared. She looked around as she wandered away from Sam and Dean while they went to where the coroner was with assistants and they were loading up the latest body. As far as she could tell, this was one of those places that was both good and bad at the same time. People came here to get better from whatever made them sick. Sometimes it worked and sometimes it didn't.

She wrinkled her nose slightly since there was a funny smell throughout the whole place. The coloring looked sad even though they were somewhat bright. She looked up and around while wandering the halls. She knew that what happened to the girl happened here but something else was calling her at the moment. She frowned as she looked around and no one gave a second thought to the fact that there was a little girl wandering the halls… none other than someone who was watching her with a raised brow.

Angela walked down the halls until she stopped at a room. She peered in to see a girl, a big girl, sitting up in bed looking like she was mad. Angela blinked as she peered in. She didn't flinch when the girl looked at her and asked rudely, "What do you want?"

Angela looked at the girl with a puzzled look. Something was wrong with this girl and it was a bad thing. But it wasn't like the bad things that Sam and Dean hunted. She replied, "You're hurted."

The girl looked at Angela and the pointed way she stated a known fact. She replied gruffly, "Yeah so what? Where's your babysitter?"

Angela frowned as she stepped into the room to get closer. She said, "My bwovers are here working. Something bad hurts you inside."

The girl looked at Angela wondering why the brat was even in there. She looked around hoping a nurse or someone would notice something didn't belong. She could have called out but it wasn't like anyone listened and the damn nurse's button made it so it took forever to get a nurse. She gave up after a while and sighed. When she turned back, she found Angela had gotten closer and was still giving a look of curiosity. She decided that Angela wasn't too bad and asked gruffly, "Got a name kid?"

"Angie. You?"

"Kate."

Angela nodded and stood there staring at Kate. She motioned to her bear, "This is Samadean."

Kate raised her brow, "What the hell kind of name is that?"

Angela shrugged her shoulders like she didn't know. It was something she made up when Dean first gave it to her. It certainly helped when she wanted to cuddle or she was playing by herself. She squeezed the bear and said, "Deanie gave it to me."

Kate studied the girl and noted the pout forming. Sighing she replied, "I get it. Come on." She gestured for Angela to come closer and sit on the edge of the bed.

Angela stood where she was. She wasn't sure if she should do that. She sensed that something was wrong with Kate and she didn't want to hurt her more than whatever it was had already done. She hugged the bear to her chest and appeared almost shy.

Kate gestured and said, "It's okay. Come on. If I have to have company… might as well be you."

"Hurt you?"

"Nah," Kate answered readily. She didn't look forward to trying to pick up the kid from the angle she was at since that would more likely hurt but she wasn't going to tell the kid that. Besides she did look cute and she wasn't afraid of a little gruffness. "It's okay."

Angela wasn't sure but the prompting was enough. She came close and put the bear on the bed before climbing onto the bed by herself. Only a little help was needed on Kate's part and it wasn't a bad idea. Angela took up position near the foot of the bed and sat 'Indian style' as the saying went. She put her bear in her lap and looked across at Kate.

Kate couldn't help but laugh. Most kids she had seen were squirrely little brats. Looking at Angela, she was looking at a kid that was more behaved than a full grown adult. It was a funny sight to see and she ended up letting out a chuckle. It grew when she saw the look on the little girl's face.

"What's so funny?"

"Your face." Kate pointed at Angela's face and tried to stop her laughing but it was nearly impossible. She didn't even feel the pain. Laughing just felt good.

"What face?" Angela put a hand to touch her face.

"You kiddo," Kate said after taking a breath and calming down. She smiled at Angela and added, "You don't have to say anything and you are fun to be around."

Angela was a little confused but she liked Kate's laugh and after a moment smiled. She shifted slightly in a rocking motion. "You have a pretty laugh," she said.

Kate looked at Angela looking up at her. She couldn't help but smile. "Thanks kid." She put her hands in her lap and sighed. "So what are you doing here?"

"Sammy and Deanie talking to doctor," Angela replied honestly. "They saves peeples."

"They doctors too?" Kate raised her brow slightly.

Angela shook her head. "No. They saves peeples."

Kate wasn't sure of what to make of that. She figured that maybe it was a little kid thing; the whole believing that the parent or guardian is some sort of superhero at their job. It didn't seem to be any different with Angela so she accepted that. "Okay then," she said as she gave a slight nod. "So what makes you say that that I'm hurt?"

"You're here," Angela said matter of fact. She looked at Kate and wondered why she would ask something she knew the answer to already.

Kate chuckled, "I know that. I meant what you said when you decided to peek."

Angela sat quietly for a couple of minutes. Kate thought she must be slow in the head since the girl had a slight frown like she didn't understand what was being said to her. Yet the more she looked at her, the more she got the feeling that it was something else at play. Finally Angela said, "Inside of you. Something hurts you." She pointed at Kate's abdomen.

Kate looked at her stomach and then back at Angela. She raised her brow in suspicion and asked, "How do you know about that?"

Angela shook her head and shrugged her shoulders as she hugged her bear. "Don't know. Just… know." She looked confused at the whole thing; like she couldn't explain how or why she knew what was wrong with Kate. Actually she knew it had something to do with the world that Sam and Dean worked in and she was astute enough to know that not everyone knew about that world or they wouldn't be as understanding.

Kate seemed to grasp that there was more to it than what Angela told her. She figured it was one of those sensitive sensing things that kids pick up on. It wouldn't surprise her in the least. Still she would play along and she nodded, "Okay kid. But yeah I have cancer in the pancreas. The bad kind."

"Take medicine?"

"They tried but…" Kate gave a shrug of her shoulders. In the beginning she thought it was unfair since she was only nineteen and had started college. Now it was just a matter of waiting for the inevitable. "Can't do much now."

Angela lowered her head and her expression became sad. At first Kate thought she was going to cry and she wasn't prepared for that. Instead she found Angela scooting close and reaching out to give a gentle but firm hug. Her eyes widened in surprise but she didn't resist. In fact she accepted the hug from the little girl.

"It's gonna be okay," Angela whispered. Her eyes were closed as she repeated it again softly. It was a few minutes before she broke the hug and sat back on her heels. She picked up her teddy from where she had laid him down. "It's okay Kate," she repeated and smiled.

Kate would have said something but a nice and good looking guy walked in. His eyes lighted on Angela and said in a rich timbre, "There you are."

Angela turned and beamed, "Hi Kess." She turned towards Kate and pointed at the man, "This is Kess."

Kesset had been watching Angela the moment the Winchesters arrived. He had been watching as well as he could, preferring to stay in his bird form rather than his true form. He only did so when necessary even though the spell made it so that only Sam, Dean and Angela could see his wings. The first time he showed up with Angela present, she squeaked at the sight of them. He figured they scared her but she wasn't. She was just wide eyed the whole time. So he avoided it. Now he was there and he knew she could see them.

Angela beamed as she slid off the bed being careful not to jostle Kate and trotted up to the guard and tugged on his hand. She yanked and pulled until he was within a respectable distance and she said, "Kate this is Kess. Fwiend."

Kess cleared his throat and muttered, "Hello."

"Hi. So you're the babysitter?"

"Why would anyone want to sit on a baby?"

Kate stared at Kesset and noted the confusion on his face. She couldn't help but burst out in laughter. It was a wonder that none of the nurses noticed the racket. She calmed herself and commented, "First the kid and now you. Are you sure you're not related?"

"Kess is my fwiend. Sammy and Deanie my bwovers," Angela replied. She was still smiling and she looked up at Kesset and said, "Kate now gonna be okay Kess. See?"

Kesset was trying to hide his embarrassment by acting confused at the last comment from the girl in the bed. He gave a twitch of his wings like he was shuffling a bit uncomfortably. He did pick up on the insistent manner of Angela and looked at the girl Kate who was strikingly pretty now that she was smiling. Her short honey blonde hair bounced from her chuckling. He looked for what Angela was looking for and said, "Yes. She will be okay."

Angela looked over at Kate beaming, "See?"

"Okay kiddo," Kate replied with grin. She was all for indulging the kid's innocent declaration. "I guess you have to go now huh?"

"Uh-huh. I need to help Sammy and Deanie," Angela replied, nodding in agreement. "Be happy Kate."

"Okay," Kate replied as she waved to Angela. She watched them leave the room and it was followed shortly by the nurse who was going to run some tests. She couldn't help but smile when the nurse said that she was looking good since she was smiling so much. Kate couldn't help but shake her head at the mere fact that a little girl who was comical with her expressions made her feel better that day than anything else. It was to turn into joy when she got her tests back later stating that she was cancer free but also one of confusion since she had been as sick as a dog earlier.

In the meantime, Kesset guided Angela back to where the Winchesters were as they learned about the newest victim in their case. He twitched his lip when Angela grasped his wing gently and stopped. He noticed she had a fascination with his wings ever since she saw them on his first visit to see her since Gabriel cast his spell on him. She petted them whenever she got a chance or ran her little fingers through them.

"Kess, you saw Kate okay?"

Kesset looked down at Angela. How could he not see that she had her healer abilities intact? It was in line with her nature. She gave without any thought of reward. And he could sense the power that was in her person. He nodded, "Yes. She is fine. You did a good job, princess." He gently removed her hand from his wing. "Remember what I said?"

Angela sighed like she was annoyed or disappointed that she was to give up her favorite toy. She recited, "Kess is sensitive on his wings. If I want to touch I have to ask."

Kesset peered at her and wondered if she was making fun of him for that. It had him wondering if she was picking up habits from Dean. It certainly fit the bill. "That's right…"

"Kess see Kate?"

Kesset shook his head, not certain of what she was getting at. "Yes," he replied, "but now you must go."

Angela pouted a little at that. She was frustrated that Kesset didn't understand what she was saying. She obeyed though and went to where Sam and Dean were. They were in the room of a patient that was an old man who was looking distraught. She immediately walked up towards him, surprising the Winchesters, and put her hand on the old man's forearm. "It's okay," she said.

"It was just a joke," the old man said. "I didn't know it would really work."

"What would work?" Dean was ready to put his hand on Angela's shoulder and push her back towards Sam. Sam gave a slight shake so Dean left it alone and focused on the old man. He watched as Angela gently patted the old man's forearm and give a smile. He glanced at Sam and noticed that Sam seemed almost oscillating between content and focusing on the case.

"All I did was shake his hand," the old man said more to Angela.

"What happened?" Angela looked at the old man with a look on her face. She opened her hand when beckoned and the old man put a joy buzzer in her hand and told her to be careful. She looked at the old man holding it in her hand. She gave a slight nod and turned to give it to Dean as the boys looked at each other.

"I know we need to test this but Dean…"

"Hey we nearly lost her twice."

"I nots lost."

The Winchesters looked at Angela as she gave them that look that indicated that she was fed up with being referred to in the third person. Sam shot a look at Dean who turned to prep the ham they bought and said, "We know you're not but when you wander off, we get worried."

"I helps," Angela replied with a confused look.

They really couldn't argue with that. The old man named Mr. Stanley ended up being calmed down enough to prevent an anxiety attack or something. Sam had confirmed it since he was caught in her 'blast radius'. It had been a surprise to see her use her empath ability since that talent was one she rarely if ever used as an adult. Sam knew it was that since it was a wave of calm she sent.

There was an issue of control that had to be dealt with but it seemed that her powers were intact. Her healing was definitely a go and it was trial by fire to keep her from trying to help every single thing that she saw hurt. The first time she utilized it was when Dean accidentally cut himself at Missouri's place. She had scolded him before he did anything and ended up hitting something sharp and it drew blood.

The cut was nasty and would have required stitches but Angela took the time to intervene. She had been looking at a jar of dried herbs when Dean had cut himself and immediately trotted over. She asked to see the injury. The adults tried to protest but she looked Dean firmly in the eye and asked to see it. It wasn't the puppy eyes but even Dean knew better than to question her. So he lifted the handkerchief he had put over the injury and let her see it.

It certainly had Missouri warning the Winchesters to keep a special eye on her when her little hand glowed and she muttered in her little girl voice, "Fix." In the end the injury was healed with the faintest of scars. You could barely see it unless you looked really hard. And it didn't drain her like they expected it would but they watched her and it was one more thing to chalk up to the list of things that was either going to be on the kick the old coot's ass list or the what to do list.

Sam knew she helped the old man and nodded, "You did, Angie. You do help us but it would be better if you didn't wander off."

"Why?"

"Because…"

"Because not everybody is nice Angie," Dean cut in. He looked at Sam and silently asked if he wanted to step in. Sam was willing to let him have the wheel on this one even though neither of them wanted to make her afraid of the world she had been living and fighting in for over half a millennium. He added, "Some people use the nice things people do and do bad things with it."

"They do?"

"Yeah. That's why we wanted you to stay with Bobby," Dean explained. From the look of things she seemed to understand and it was an encouragement. "But if you stay on the case with us… you need to stay put where we tell you. Okay? Remember my rules with the Impala?"

Angela seemed to think about it for a moment. She frowned as she mulled over Dean's words and it looked like she was not going to get it. Finally she said, "Okay Deanie. Stay put n helps." She grinned at him and it turned into a smile when she received a smile from both Winchesters. She patted Cerebus who came to stand beside her. "Ceebee helps too."

Dean looked at Sam and they hoped that it computed. It seemed that sometimes she loosely interpreted things and ended up doing things similar to her normal size. Occasionally she didn't understand the why and they chalked it up to the whole personality and instinct thing. Now that it was settled, they had to solve the mystery of the joy buzzer electrocuting a guy to death. "Okay, let's get this over with," Dean said as he started putting on protective gloves and a mask.

"What's Deanie going to do?" Angela looked at Dean while hugging her bear.

"Um…"

"He's gonna try a new trick," Sam filled in. "The thing you gave him. He is going to try something. Here put these on." He put on a pair of protective goggles over her eyes and put her hand on the dog who was sitting there looking bored. "Stay there okay." He looked at Dean and indicated that everything was ready.

Dean put the joy buzzer in his hand and looked at Sam, "Ready?"

"Hit is Mr. Wizard."

Dean looked at the ham that they picked up for this test. He glanced at Angela expecting her to ask a question like why the ham or something. She didn't but she had let go of the dog and ended up grabbing Sam's shirt hem and holding on. He looked at the ham and took a deep breath and pushed his hand into the ham and vaguely prayed that he wasn't going to regret it.

Electricity began to flow into the ham and smoke started to appear. Angela ended up pulling on Sam's shirt hem until he reached and grasped her little hand. He winced slightly since she gripped tightly. It was a sight to see the ham cooked thoroughly. Dean looked at it and muttered, "That'll do pig."

"What the hell Dean?" Sam removed his goggles as Dean did. It was difficult since Angela was clutching his hand and a bit too tight. "That crap isn't supposed to work! It's okay Angie." Sam managed to get his hand free and take her goggles off and picked her up in which she grasped him around the neck.

"This thing doesn't even have batteries," Dean countered as he put the buzzer on the table with the glove on top of it. He removed his goggles and looked at the offending object but then looked at the ham.

"So we're looking at cursed objects?" Sam took a guess as he hugged Angela. He rubbed his hand gently on her back.

"Sounds good to me," Dean replied even though it meant something that would prove to be difficulty. "Sounds like there's a powerful witch in town…"

"A wisch bisch?"

"Dean," Sam scolded as he put her down.

"Hey, not my fault she can be sneaky when she's supposed to be asleep," Dean protested as he opened his knife and cut a piece of ham and took a bite. He made a face that indicated that it tasted pretty good. It was pretty well cooked. "Is there any link between the joy buzzer and the itching powder?"

"One was made in China and the other in Mexico," Sam replied, still put out that there was the issue of bad language and Angela picking up on it. True she had heard it all before but that didn't mean that they had to… "But they were both bought from the same store."

Dean cut off another piece of ham and offered it to Sam. When Sam refused he shrugged and tossed it at Cerebus who caught it in his jaws and chomped on it. "At least someone appreciates good meat. Right hell on four legs?"

Cerebus barked in agreement. He was rewarded by another scrap of ham from Dean. Sam was not impressed by the whole thing. He asked, "Okay so what about watching Angie?"

Dean sighed. He had to admit that if Sam wasn't around to ask about what they were going to do about her, he would have just carried on as normal. He looked around the room and found that Angela was picking up the joy buzzer and looking at it. "Angie," he said.

Angela ignored Dean for the moment and stared at the buzzer. She frowned at it and said, "Not a toy." She put it to her nose and gave a slight sniff. "Stinky," she retorted as she held the buzzer. She then walked over towards Cerebus and held it under his nose.

Cerebus looked at Angela and then at Sam and Dean. They were busy with each other but they were vaguely aware of Angela and what she was doing. Sam was the one that gave him the nod. Since he was the alpha's alpha, he was inclined to obey. He sensed that Sam got that role now and responded accordingly. He sniffed the buzzer and looked at Angela, Yes little alpha. It does not smell right. It is of the other side and yet not.

Angela nodded and turned to Sam and Dean and said, "Ceebee says it not smell right."

Sam looked at Dean at that declaration. It was no longer strange to see her talking to the dogs. Dean said, "Well I guess we better find out what the witch is up to."

"I goes with," Angela stated firmly.

A/N: Well folks I am back and it looks like Angie has been doing a couple of things on the side. Now we got fried ham to go. Stay tuned for more Children's Future or Destiny...