A Hunter's Soul

by Winchestergirl123

Ava Faye lost her family when she was a baby. Bobby rescued and raised her as his own daughter. She grew up alongside the Winchesters and has been with them since the beginning. What happens though when angels suddenly appear? Well one things for sure, they all seem to be intrigued by her. Especially a certain blue eyed angel who has set his mind on protecting her. Castiel/OC.

25. Chapter 25: Big bad wolf

Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or any of the characters. I only own my OC.

I also do not own any bands or songs used in this chapter.

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"Werewolves are much more common animals than you might think."— Daniel Pinkwater

Chapter 25: Big bad wolf

Early The Next Day, Pizza Pete

After Ava and Cody had left Mathews' Cafe, the two went back to the motel they were staying at. Once there they both began going over all the information they had so far on the case. One thing they knew for sure, was that they were dealing with a werewolf. A very spiteful werewolf—who for some reason was targeting women who sang at Evan's cafe. Which really confused Ava because she still didn't know the exact motive yet. Of course the common link they had so far was that all victims were singers, but why exactly were they killed? Like Evan had told her and Cody, the cafe had a ton of different singers. So why did the werewolf specifically target these four women? There had to be some other connection she and Cody hadn't figured out yet. Whatever it was, she and him needed to work fast in figuring it out. Since the next full moon was coming soon and they had no idea as to who the werewolf would target next.

That's why in the following day, after arriving into town, the two of them decided to wake up extra early. They thought it would be best to question any close family members and friends from the four victims. See if they were able to find any new info or anything at all that would allow them to see what the real connection between them was. But the questioning proved to be unavailing, because they didn't get anything useful that would help them solve the case. All the family members and friends had pretty much said the same thing about all the victims. That the women were nice, had an act for singing, and none of them had any enemies that would want to cause them harm. Although it was obvious to Ava and Cody, that someone did want to harm them. Hence as to why they were now dead. But they still hadn't found the culprit. Which was really starting to irritate Ava to no ends. She had half a mind to call Bobby for help or even Dean and Sam to get advice of some sorts. She of course stopped herself from doing this. After all she wanted to prove to Bobby that she can handle a case with out help from him and as for the boys...well the last time Ava had talk to them—which had been yesterday in the afternoon—she found out that they were indeed out on their own hunt, that apparently it involved ghost of famous people? She wasn't entirely sure since Dean and Sam hadn't been exactly clear with her about the details. Whatever they were dealing with though, it had to be something odd, but then again it had to do with the supernatural. So it didn't really startle her that much.

Anyways, she didn't want to bother them while they had their own case going on. She could always contact Cas and ask for his help...but she quickly dismissed that thought. Cas as well had bigger things to focus on. Plus like with Bobby, she also wanted to show Cas that she was able to handle things on her own. In fact she wanted all them to know that she was strong enough to figure out this case. Although she technically wasn't by herself. Cody was with her and he so far had been a very interesting partner. He was skillful that was for sure. And he found ways to make things less grim than they were. Like when they went to question people, he had the idea for them to go as agents with S.H.I.E.L.D. names. His FBI named was agent Barton, while Ava's was agent Romanoff. Ava of course found this idea to be foolish, and told him that nobody would ever believe that those were their actual names. For crying out loud he wanted to use names that belonged to characters from the freakin' Avengers. Everyone knows who agent Barton and Romanoff are. They're Hawkeye and Black Widow! Ava for sure thought they were going to be outed as soon as they introduced themselves with these silly nicknames, but low and hold...no one called them out. She was bemused as to how they weren't to tell they were using fake names, but she had to assume it was because of Cody's excellent people skills. He didn't sound at all cheeky with any of the family members or friends. Which actually impressed Ava by now professional he could be. Of course any ounce of professionalism he had disappeared as soon as they ended the questioning. His serious demeanor went away and he once again became the cheeky boy Ava had come to know. He made some amusing comment about their S.H.I.E.L.D. agent names, which of course made Ava roll her eyes, with her lips wanting to form a smile. Cody in return just gave her one of his well known mischievous smiles—that much to her annoyance—she was actually beginning to like.

And it was with that same smile, that he convinced her to have lunch with him. Ava had wanted to say no, that they needed to stay focused, but she was too hungry to protest. They hadn't ate breakfast when they woke up in morning and left for the questioning. Which was something Cody pointed out to her and said that they wouldn't be able to really focus on the case with a empty stomach. Ava then reluctantly agreed to having lunch, saying it was only because she and him needed their energy.

Which is exactly what they were doing at this very moment. Having lunch at some pizza place called Pizza Pete while they were still dressed in their FBI outfits. They hadn't had the chance to go back to the motel to change on the count that Cody really wanted to eat at this pizza place ASAP. Ava found his excitement to be amusing but over all she didn't understand why they couldn't simply just go eat at Evan's cafe, since he did serve food there as well. When she had asked him this, Cody's stubbornness with wanting to eat at this restaurant escalated. He informed her that Pizza Pete was well known in the town of Brookville, and he wanted to try the pizza for himself. His enthusiasm was a strange relief for Ava. It was always nice to see someone look so excited about something. Plus, what Ava had learned with the time she had been with Cody, that he loved food. Something she clearly saw when he had practically emptied her fridge and ate her Ben & Jerry's. So it was best to just accept his excitement for food. It still surprised her by how much he could eat. Cody's body was lean but with some muscles due to his hunting. So it astonished Ava by how much he could fit in his stomach. She'd guess that he had a fast metabolism. And she kept telling herself this as he ate what she assumed was what...? His fifth slice of pizza. Whatever the number count was, it didn't really bother her. He looked happy anyways. Plus she was on her third slice of pizza, and she had to say that it was indeed good pizza. She could now understand as to why Cody had wanted to come here on the first place. Pizza Pete was a small restaurant, but it was the size that made the restaurant rather cozy. And like Ava had said, any faults the place had, the pizza made up for it. Anyways, just as she had finished eating her third slice of pizza, the sound of the restaurant door caught her attention. She saw a group of teenagers come in. There was two boys and two girls. They looked to be around her age, maybe one or two years older. Definitely not high school kids though. Since it was noon, and all the high school students had to be in school. Therefore she reasoned that they had to have been college students who were out for their lunch break. She couldn't help but think of Noah. He was soon going to finish high-school and most likely apply to college as well. Just like had talked to her about. Her novel loving friend had such high achievements that he wanted to accomplish. Thinking of Noah made a sudden feeling of glum appear in her. She really did miss Noah, and the more she looked at this group, a more longing feeling began to develop. One that even despite her protests, wouldn't full go away. Therefore, she left this nagging feeling get the best of her.

"Hey Cody..." Ava drawled out in forethought.

"Hmm." Cody responded offhandedly, with a mouth full of Pepperoni pizza. Clearly enjoying the slice, since it had his undivided attention.

"Do you ever wonder what it's like?" Ava asked him pensively.

"What what's like?" Cody asked after swallowing the slice he had in his mouth.

Ava let out a sigh, as she leaned against her seat. After a pause of silence, she spoke up—her voice completely earnest now. "To be them..."

Hearing her obscure response, along with her tone of voice, caught Cody's full attention now. He was baffled by how introspective she had become, but even more so when he flickered his eyes towards hers and saw the solemn expression she had on. Her brown eyes were gazing intently at something that was behind him. He turned back to look at what she found so interesting, and that's when he saw the group of adolescents. There was four in total and they all looked to be his and Ava's age. They were laughing and looked to be having a general good time together. Like any group of young adults their age should be experiencing. A bitter sense of feeling went through him but Cody quickly shoved it down. He knew exactly what Ava was asking him, but out of his jest like-persona, he decided to give her a frivolous type of response. Not at all wanting to be serious with his honest answer.

Cody turned back to face Ava, and forced out a chuckle. "What a teenager?" He asked caustically. "Ava, you yourself are a teenager, remember? Or did you forget, because you have short-term memory loss or something." He said to her in a joking manner.

"Haha, very funny." Ava said rolling her eyes. Her voice then became serious again as she gave him a knowing look. "But come on, you know what I'm asking. Like don't you ever wonder...what it must be like to be a normal teenager? One who doesn't have any knowledge of the supernatural world."

Cody pursed his lips. "Maybe, sometimes." He said surprisingly telling her the truth. He tilted his head at her. "Why you asking?"

Ava absentmindedly played with one of her unused napkins. "Just asking out of curiousness. I've told myself that I would never be able to have that sort of life. You know experiencing college, going off on my own, meeting and actually hanging out with people." She shook her head sadly. "But I just can't have that. Not with the life I have and the dangers I'm aware of. Still... despite me knowing this, I can't help but wonder what it would be like if I were to be an actual ordinary teenager." The huntress got a forlorn type of expression set on her face. "One who doesn't have a care in the world and instead listens to some nineties music like Blink 182." She then furrowed her eyebrows in whimsical confusion. "I mean, isn't that a band that teenagers listen to?" She asked Cody in bemusement.

Cody could tell how thoughtful she was being with him, even despite how zany her last question had been. He decided to lean towards the non-serious side, again. "I'm more of a Yellowcard fan myself." He said a light tone, making Ava roll her eyes at him before throwing the napkin she had at him. The hunter dodged it and chuckled. Even if she acted annoying with him he could now see her wanting to smile. Which is a gesture that looked very nice on her. "You must watch a lot of nineties teen movies, huh?" He ended up asking her with a smile of his own. He appeared to be nonchalance, but in reality he was to act droll, because he wanted to hide how he was really feeling. Since he too was affected by what she admitted to him about wanting to be an ordinary teenager.

Ava, not being able to see past his casual exterior, shrugged. "I've seen a few..." She admitted somewhat sheepishly. She then gave him a bashful smile. "But I like eighty films better."

"Let me guess?" Cody said making a thinking face. "John Hughes fan, right?" He said pointing a finger at her playfully.

Ava's smile grew a bit. "Yeah."

"I wouldn't mind being stuck in one of his films." Cody told her, almost whispering the sentence. After that the table remained quiet, but the sound of laughter coming from the group of adolescents could be heard all over the restaurant. Ava once again looked towards their way with a now wistful expression. Cody took notice to this and decided to speak up, in hopes of making her feel better. "I can see it, you know." He said to her in a meaningful tone of voice.

His statement bemused Ava and she furrowed her eyebrows at him. "See what?"

"You...having that "normal" life you were talking about." Cody told her with a small smile.

Ava took his words in and felt touched by how boosterish he was being with her. Her rational side came back to her though and she quickly shook her head. "No, not possible. Besides, I was just speaking hypothetically. You know just for fun, because there's no way I can have that life." She said to him firmly, her voice wanting to betray her.

"How come?" Cody inquired with a slight frown.

"Because it wouldn't be right." Ava said to him in solemn voice. She let out a sigh before she began explaining thoroughly to him. "It wouldn't be right for me to just get up and leave the people I care about, just so I can have that normal life I want."

"Ahh, so you do want it." Cody mused.

"That's not the point." Ava replied back to him with a small scowl.

"Yes, it is Ava." Cody retorted back to her. "Look, you have a chance, that not many people in our type of life have. Bobby, he'll support you if you decide to leave hunting. Hell, I think it's something he's hoping for. It's pretty obvious he cares for your well being and just wants the best for you."

What he said to her was true, but Ava still couldn't one hundred percent see things his way. For her, family meant everything. So, she couldn't just get up and leave Bobby behind, to have a life she could only imagine having in her dreams. Not to mention she couldn't leave behind Dean, Sam, and Cas. They meant everything to her, and all of them needed to stick together, especially now more than ever. She bit the inside of her cheek as she thought people she cared for, before she composed herself again. Her brown eyes then focused back onto Cody and she gave him a curious expression. "Well, what about you?" She suddenly asked him.

"What about me?" Cody asked confused.

"Would you leave your dad, just to get away from hunting." Ava clarified her question at him.

Cody's cool demeanor faltered. "No, but that's entirely different."

"How so?" Ava asked with a frown.

"Because my dad isn't as understanding as Bobby, okay?" Cody admitted to her in a tight voice. "He only see's me doing one thing the rest of my life and that's hunting." He huffed and shook his head. It took him several seconds before he collected himself again. He stared straight at Ava, and spoke so candidly, that it completely surprised her by how earnest he become. "Look, all I have is my dad. My mom is a no show, has been most of my life, and I have no other siblings. So, if I decide to leave hunting, my dad isn't going to support me like Bobby would with you. I'd be alone, with no family."

Silence once again surrounded their table.

Ava was staring at Cody with a falter like expression. He had just told her something personal, no jokes a side. He was being seriously honest with her. She felt touched by this but at the same time she sad towards Cody's dilemma. How he had to endure the hunting life because otherwise he would lose his father—the only family member he had. Cody was right in one thing though. Ava was lucky that she had least had Bobby, who was supportive in whatever life she decided to have. With this in mind, her brown eyes soften towards Cody. "I'm sorry." She said gently.

Cody's upset expression went away just as soon as it came. It was then replaced with a nonchalant one. He shrugged, carelessly, as if he hadn't admitted something personal to her. "Don't sweat it. Anyways, it's not like this life only has down falls. It has its ups as well. Isn't that right, agent Romanoff?" He asked with a sly secretive smile forming on his face.

Ava could tell he no longer wanted to dwell on this topic of conversation anymore. So she in return just gave him a smile of her own. "Sure...agent Barton."

The two then went into their own fit of laughter—momentarily forgetting about the sorrow they each had within themselves. At this moment the two of them were acting as if they were normal teenagers. In their own way of course, as they laughed at inside joke only they could understand. They hadn't even realized that their moods had increased into better one because they were to busy having a second of semi-normality. The sound of Ava's cell phone though cut their moment short and the huntress went to quickly answer it.

"Hello?" Ava said once she picked up the call. Her eyes widen a bit. "Violet? What's—" The huntress stopped talking and her face became serious. She took a few deep breaths before she spoke up again. "Alright, well be there in a few." She then hung up and put her cellphone back inside her blazer's pocket.

"What's up?' Cody asked perplexed by how tensed Ava looked.

"It was Violet." Ava informed him, before her voice lowered and her eyes faltered with emotion. "She said there's been another body found. Heart cut out and throat slashed."

"Damn it." Cody grumbled out.

"Come we have to go now." Ava said to him and without another word the two paid and left Pizza Pete.

At least we had a second or so of semi-normality...

Ava thought inwardly to herself, but she couldn't help but feel glum—especially with the news she had just received.

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Once the hunters left Pizza Pete they hurriedly raced to meet up with Violet and Evan. Violet had given Ava the directions through the phone, on how to get to their house. Since Evan had closed the cafe early due to the finding of the body, Violet figured that it would be better if they met up at their home instead. Luckily it didn't take so long for the hunters to locate the house. It took ten minutes max, since the the house resided near the edge of town. The house itself was a two-story modern Victorian house with a large porch and wide living room windows. The outside was beautiful but it was the inside that really caught Ava's attention. It was homey and filled with lots of antiques and personal items. There was a fireplace in the living room and two set of couches. Which is exactly where they at right now. Since arriving the hunters were welcomed in by Violet. After saying hello to her and Evan, the four of them all focused on the real reason as to why they were having this meeting.

"Her name was Maggie Cole." Violet said her voice wavering a bit. She took a deep breath, needing to calm herself. It would be no use if she cried in front of Ava and with the other hunter, Cody. They needed to be able to comprehend what she was telling them. She steadied her voice a bit. "Her neighbor was the one who reported the body to the police today. After she went to check on her and found that Maggie...was...well...she was dead."

Ava's eyes faltered from hearing her sound so defeated. "I'm sorry." She said expressing solace to her. Her voice soften as she spoke to her. "Was Maggie a close friend to you?" She asked her with gentleness. The huntress could see how on edge she was.

Violet saw how emphatic Ava was being and she immediately felt her stomach churn. She moved her gaze away from her, not being able to handle how caring she was with her. She took a second to compose herself and looked back towards the young girl. While doing this she took a hold of her fiance's hand and she gave it a squeeze. She was eternally glad that Evan was sitting next to her on her couch. While Ava and Cody were sitting in the other couch that was facing them. She had a feeling that if Evan wasn't there with her, she probably wouldn't have been able to keep herself together. Especially when she was in the presence of Ava. Violet swallowed the lump in her throat, remembering that Ava had asked her a question. "I knew her very well. We use to sing together from time to time."

Cody tilted his head at her. "Sing together? Like a duet or something?" He asked her.

Violet nodded her head. "Yeah, exactly."

Ava and Cody pondered with all this new information regarding the newest murder. They were both extremely puzzled and feeling quite annoyed with the fact that they hadn't moved along with this case. What really irked them was that this was the fifth women to have died thanks to that damn werewolf. What was up with that anyways? Why was the werewolf targeting these specific singers like Maggie Cole and the other past four women before her.

Evan must of felt the same irritation as the two of them, because Ava could see how piqued and worried he was. She saw him run a hand through his light brownish red hair. "I just don't get it." Evan exclaimed, his voice filled with a questionable tone. "Aren't werewolves only suppose to attack during a full moon? If so, why did it kill Maggie last night?" He asked specifically towards the hunters.

"It's rare, but some werewolves can actually turn at anytime they want. No full moon required." Cody informed him.

"Yeah, except that would mean it's a pure blood. Which I don't think it is." Ava interjected forthrightly. "If it was a pure blood, then why would it strictly follow the lunar cycle if it can turn at anytime." She stated factually, already perceiving her werewolf knowledge from the back of her head.

Cody simply nodded his head, knowing she had a point. It was extremely rare to even find a pure blood nowadays. Evan though was staring at Ava with an expression filled with awe and disbelief. It amazed him how both of these kids knew so much about the supernatural, but especially Ava. He himself knew a little bit of the supernatural world, but he was nowhere near expert level like these two young hunters. Violet on the other hand had a unreadable expression on her face as she heard Ava speak. Hearing the young girl talk so business like on a monster like a werewolf astonished her, but it also made her feel guilt. A young girl like her shouldn't know so much about the supernatural. Luckily, Violet was able to come out of her daze, allowing her to inform Ava of something important she had gotten from the coroner who handled Maggie's body.

"That's because it was two days ago..." Violet muttered getting back into the conversation.

It was low, but Ava still heard her. "What?" The huntress asked.

Violet took a deep breath and looked over towards Ava. Managing a steady gaze, she spoke up. "When they found Maggie's body, they figured out that she had already been dead for two days."

"Two days..." Cody mumbled to himself, before his eyes widen in realization and looked over towards Ava. "There was a full moon two days ago."

Of course now that made sense! Ava nodded her head in agreement. "Which means whoever killed Maggie, turned two days ago and broke into her house." She explained to Evan and Violet. The huntress them gave her a serious look. "Do you guys remember anything wary going on with Maggie two day ago? Like if she mentioned someone following her or if anything weird was happening with her."

Evan simply shook his head, while Violet went through her memories from the last couple of days, but it was fruitless. She shook her head in sorrow. "No, uh, truth be told the last time I saw Maggie had been sometime last week. She said she was to busy with her singing and needed her alone time. I never liked to disturb during her practice time, so I let it be."

Great...

Ava rubbed her forehead as she felt the stress she had increase. All she wanted was to solve this damn case and put an end to this damn werewolf. Cody who had been sitting next to Ava could sense her agitation. He too was feeling the same way, but thought perhaps they needed more information. He looked at Violet again, hoping she could give them something new to work with.

"Violet, you said that you use to sing with Maggie. Did you happen to sing with the other women who died as well?"

Violet shook her head. "Uh, no just with Maggie. The others didn't really like singing in pairs." She said with a low voice.

This caught Ava's attention. "Why?" She found herself asking Violet.

Violet leaned more into Evan's comfort before sighing. "Look, I don't want to speak ill about any of them, but the honest truth was that they didn't like having their spot like taken away from them. Especially when it came to our annual singathon."

Something clicked in Ava's mind...

The singathon!

Ava's expression became feverish, which is something that was noticed by Cody. He too was having the same exact thought she was. She looked towards Evan and spoke in a hopeful voice. "I need you to give me all the information you have for the singathon."

Evan nodded his head. "Yeah, sure no problem."

"Wait, why exactly do you need information on the singathon?" Violet asked curiously.

"Because this could be what's missing in order for Cody and I to finally piece everything together." Ava informed with a a hopeful smile. "And if we can piece everything together, we can finally put an end to this werewolf before it has a chance to strike again."

"Okay, well I have all the information for it in my study. I'll go get it now." Evan said getting up from the couch.

Cody got up as well. "I'll help you out."

The two of them headed towards Evan's study, leaving behind Ava and Violet in the living room. There was a rather awkward silence and Ava started absently playing her with fingers. She saw how Violet was gazing all over the room, avoiding looking straight at her. This was something Ava took notice to. It almost seemed like Violet was getting hurt emotionally whenever she stared at her. Which puzzled Ava, because she had no idea as why she would be causing Violet pain. She figured that it must have been because she felt like she wouldn't be able to handle this case. With this in her mind, Ava spoke up with a confident voice

"Violet, I promise that Cody and I are going to put a stop to this werewolf."

Violet seemed thrown off by her sudden promise but she mustered up a tight smile. "I have no doubt about." She steadied her gaze with her for a few seconds before she abruptly looked away. She inwardly chastised herself, knowing she was probably causing Ava to think that she disliked her something. Which was no where near the truth. It was just hard being alone with Ava for various reasons.

Ava sighed, but she continued on making conversation with her. "You and Evan have a nice home." She commented well mannerly. "You guys been living here for long?"

The mention of Evan made Violet feel more at ease. Her voice lighten. "Yeah, a few years now."

"Oh, well that's nice." Ava said before once again there was silence.

Violet tried coming up with something to say, she took notice of the silver heart shaped necklace she was wearing. "That's a pretty necklace." She complimented. It slightly threw Violet off though. Based on how she portrayed herself, Violet didn't take Ava for a jewelry type of girl. None the less, it was indeed a charming necklace. She wondered where she got it from. Was a gift from someone? A boyfriend perhaps?

Ava smiled at her compliment. She reached for her necklace that as around her neck. She gave it a soft touch before letting it go. "Thank you." She replied back to her. After that random comment, things went silent again.

Violet knew she should be using this time as a way to get to know Ava more. So she continued on talking, although she should have rethought the topic of conversation before speaking. But oh well. It was too late, and she spoke without fully thinking. "Um...so how long have you and Cody been together?"

Ava's eyes almost bugged out. "Excuse me?"

Violet stuttered a bit by her reaction. "I, well, uh, assumed you two were together. Aren't you?" She guessed that they were, but apparently based on the young girl's out burst she had been dead wrong. So that probably meant he hadn't given her the necklace she was wearing. Hmm.

Ava quickly wanted to dismiss this assumption. "No, me and Cody are not together." She emphasized the word not whimsically before she calmed herself. "We're just friends."

"Oh, well I'm sorry to have assumed that..." Violet said quickly trying clean up the mess she made.

"Um, it's okay." Ava mumbled out feeling thrown off by how the conversation how gone. She felt sheepish, by how Violet assumed that Cody and her were together. That assumption only bemused Ava. The only person she could ever see herself being with in that way would be with a certain angel. Who happens wear a tan trench coat, has a gruff voice, and blue eyes. She felt a sudden blush form on her cheeks as she thought about Cas. The huntress quickly tried her best to simmer it away, since she didn't want Violet seeing her flustered. A sudden item setting on one of the living room tables caught her attention. It was a carousel music box. Ava was awe by how pretty it looked. She found it strange though that Violet would have this, especially with what she saw on it.

"So what's with the music box you have?" Ava found herself asking Violet a little bit muddled, furrowing her eyebrows slightly. She noticed how the music box had designs of angels on it. That was what the huntress found a little odd, since she didn't take Violet as a religious person. Especially not after what she told her about the way her mother treated her.

Violet took a second to take a deep breath, as she looked around the living room, almost as if she were burying her emotions. Once she had stored them down she looked at the young brunette with a stable gaze. She could tell by the tone of voice, at what exactly she was probably thinking.

"It doesn't have anything to do with religion." Violet quickly rambled out as if she needed to explain herself. "At least not to me..." She now said with a guarded firm tone, clenching her jaw. The very thought about religion made her think of her unstable mother. Her eyes then let her guard down a little as her mind turned towards the music box—her face falling a little once she moved her gaze to look at the huntress again. The mere sight of this young girl made Violet feel a string of emotions wash through her. She took a second before she spoke up again, her voice wavering a bit. "But that music box…..it was given to me by someone special. My, um, brother. It's the only thing I own that resembles anything religious, because it was the last thing he gave me. In fact it was the only thing he gave me before he….well…." Her voice lowered and eyes darted away from the young girl, as she was able to look her straight in the eyes anymore. Talking to her about this just made things harder for Violet since this was a topic that only affected her, but Ava as well. The sad thing was that Ava had no idea as to what Violet was talking about. Nor did she know about the significance that this music box held. But if Ava did know, she'd probably want to slap her into oblivion. And honestly, Violet wouldn't have held it against Ava if she did that to her…she really wouldn't have.

Meanwhile, Ava was taken back by everything Violet had just told her. But the one thing that stuck with her was the brother part. "Brother?" She asked softly.

Violet still heard her and she nodded her head. "Yes, well technically half-brother." She saw the puzzled look on Ava's face and she sighed aghast. "It's a very long story, but overall it doesn't really matter because he's still dead."

She sounded so broken and done with everything and that in return made Ava feel...well sad. Not that she blamed the singer. Based on what she had shared so far with her, the huntress could see as to why she was the way she is now. Growing up with a pious mother and losing a sibling, well that changes a person.

Violet immediately berated herself by how cynical she just sounded. She knew better than to talk about her half-brother's death with such sharpness, especially in front of Ava. She coughed catching the girl's attention. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound jarring or anything." She apologized to her.

Ava found it a little odd that she was apologizing for the way she spoke just now, but nevertheless she simply nodded her head. After that the two remained quiet with only the sound of the living room clock ticking away. As they waited for Evan and Cody to come back with the information. All while Ava could feel Violet's doleful eyes side glancing at her.

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Once Evan had given them all the information he had on the singathon, Ava and Cody headed back to the motel. Ava was glad they were back, since she was able to change out of that stuffy FBI suit she had been wearing all day. Once both hunters were dressed in their everyday type of clothing, they were able to focus on the buckets of buckets of information they had to go through. Unfortunately, they weren't able to just skim the files, they had to thoroughly read each one, otherwise they would miss some sort of clue. Most the information consisted of files on each of the singers, like their audition registration papers for the singathon. This so called singathon, had been going on for six years now. Meaning the two hunters had six years of information they needed to sort through. Except not only did they have files to read, but also numerous amount of recorded tapes of every singathon that was done at the cafe. They watched several of the women performances. Including Violet's, and Ava had to say that Violet indeed did have a beautiful voice. In the performance they watched Violet sang the song "Pure Imagination" with her own twist to it. The song seemed more haunting and melancholic when Ava heard her sing it. But to her it was still amazing. As much as she wanted to continue watch her sing, Ava needed to focus on the case.

At some point during the whole research process, Cody said he needed a break and that he wanted fresh air. Ava in return told him to be safe, since night time was approaching. Cody gave her a simple hand wave before he exited the motel, leaving Ava on her own to research for a bit. At this point Ava was frustrated. She had all the clues in front of her, but she still wasn't able to solve the damn case! She let out an exasperated sigh as she ran hand through her hair.

Alright...think Ava...think...use that brain of yours!

Her chastising must of worked because a sudden idea entered her mind. She made way to grab the list that had all the names of the women who had died and then looked at the names of the singathon past winners. Bingo! Ava's eyes widen from the realization, because now everything finally fit together. Like the last piece to a puzzle. Because the connection was that all the women who were killed by the werewolf, were first place winners. The first winner dated all the way back to six years ago and she had been the first one to have been killed. Thee list continued even with Maggie who was the winner about two years ago. But she wasn't the last person on the list there was still more. Which meant that the werewolf wasn't done killing yet either. The winner from last year was still in danger. Ava let her eyes wander to the very top of the list and just as she was about to read the name of the recent winner she heard the motel door open. She let her gaze looks towards the door, already knowing it was Cody who had come in. "Oh hey, thank God you're back. Good news, I figured—" She stopped talking once she finally saw the state Cody was in. Her brown eyes went wide in surprise. "Oh my God…." She muttered as she looked him over. It appeared as if he had just gotten out of a fight or something. His hair and clothing were a complete mess. And due to his unexpected rugged appearance, she spoke up with out thinking. "You look awful….." She muttered and then after a few seconds of hearing herself say that out loud, she blushed out of embarrassment.

Despite her sudden outburst on how terrible he looked like, Cody in return just offered her a tight smile as he saw her blush. "Aww, thanks Ava. You really know what to say to make me feel special."

After hearing his cheeky response, it made Ava come out of her chagrin like state. She then gave Cody a scowl before her expression turned to one of concern. "What happened? Are you okay?" She asked softly, finally getting back on track.

"I'm fine." Cody said in nonchalant. He ran his hand through his hair and let out a huff. "By the way, guess what? It's a full moon tonight. I just had a little run in with our werewolf friend."

"What?" Ava exclaimed confused. "But wasn't the full moon suppose to be tomorrow?"

"Guess we marked the wrong date on the calendar then, agent Romanoff." Cody quipped with another tight smile. "Anyways, by the time I figured it out it was to late, the damn thing spotted me. Or should I say she spotted me."

Ava let the nickname jabber go, and instead focused on the other thing he had said. "She?" The huntress emphasized with raised eyebrows.

"Yup." Cody informed Ava. "Although I was rather busy trying to get her off me that I didn't get a good look at her face." He said letting out a bitter chuckle. "Damn thing wanted to tear me into shreds. "But don't worry, I got her good with my silver knife before she ran off." Cody told her. "She'll probably need a hour or so until she can her energy again." Cody held a look of determination. "When we find her though, she's history."

"Well that's good to hear, but I had something even better to share." Ava said catching Cody's attention. Her brown eyes then landed onto his own as she gave him an intent like stare. "Because I finally figured out the damn connection between all the killings."

"Oh, shit really?" Cody said taking a seat on his bed. He gave her a boyish grin. "Way to go Sherlock and just in time to. If we can find out who this werewolf is after, then we can save them before the damn thing get its strength again. So, what's the connection?"

"The connection is that the werewolf is killing all the past winner from the singathon." Ava told him as she gave the the list that held this important realization. "Starting from the first winner up until the most recent one. Which was last years winner."

"Uh, Ava, did you happen to read who the recent winner was for yourself?" Cody asked her as his eyes widen from looking at the list.

"No, I haven't read it yet. I was about to, but your so grand entrance interrupted me." Ava jested lightly but stopped as soon as she saw Cody's face. "What's wrong?" She asked cautiously.

Cody just turned the paper over and allowed her to read the name herself. Once reading it Ava's blood ran cold and her face fell. "Oh crap!" She yelled out loud.

The name of the recent winner was none other than: Violet Olsen.

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As fast as possible, both hunters had gathered their weapons in record time and quickly starting driving towards Violet and Evans' house. During the drive Ava had tried calling Violet's cellphone several times to give her a heads up, but each time she did so, the call went straight to voicemail. Which of course did not lessen the concern Ava was having for both Violet and Evan. Cody could see how anxious she was getting, so he told her tried talking to her in order calm her down. His comforting words worked, and she managed to relax a bit. She then made a huge effort of not spazzing out or anything. This wasn't the moment for that. She needed to stay concentrated for when they arrived. Since both Violet and Evan's life were at stake because even if the werewolf was specifically targeting Violet, there was still a good chance Evan could get severally harmed. Werewolves are violent creatures, and even if they have a specific target in mind, they'll still go after anyone that would get in their way. Cody and her were at least experienced in fighting supernatural creatures, so they had a way higher chance in taking it down. While Violet and Evan didn't. Hence why Cody and her needed to get to the house— ASAP. Because even if Cody nicked the werewolf with his silver knife, it still wouldn't take long until the damn thing got it's strength back. So they needed to hurry and get to the house before it did.

It didn't take even take the full ten minutes for them to finally reach the house. As soon as they got there though, both hunters knew that something wasn't right. All the lights in the house were off. Now this wouldn't have raised red flags for the hunters, but Violet and Evan's driveway still had their cars parked there. Which meant they were home. This made Ava feel on edge. So with careful movement, she and Cody got out of his car with weapons in hand. Both of them had guns loaded with silver bullets, and each carried a silver knife hidden inside their jack pockets as back up as well. The two of them knew it was better to have more than one weapon during a hunt.

As they walked closer to the house they saw how the front door was broken, almost as if someone had just barged right in. Which to the hunters only meant one thing...the werewolf had already gotten inside.

Ava and Cody gave each other knowing looks before they each raised their guns and stepped into the house. As soon as they were inside, they saw how wrecked the living room was. The once nice couches that were in there happened to be ripped into pieces now, along with the other furniture. Some of the antiques that were in there were also either broken or scattered all over the floor. The damage looked like it could of been done by a tornado or something. After checking that there was no one in the living room the hunters continued on with the investigation with their guns ready for use. So far there hadn't be any sign of the werewolf nor of Violet and Evan. They had to be here somewhere. So with this in mind Ava gestured to Cody that they go check the kitchen. Cody gave her a solid nod as they cautiously made they way towards the kitchen. They were expecting the worst and had their guns up, but they lowered them down once they saw who was in the kitchen. It was only Evan, who was leaning against one the kitchen's cabinets. The hunters saw how it looked like he was having trouble focusing. They immediately went towards him.

"Evan." Ava said trying to catch his attention. She lightly touched his cheek and gave it a tap. "Hey, can you hear me?"

Evan winced but he nodded his head. His eyes were daze like. "Yeah..." He muttered.

"What happened?" Cody asked as he was helping the older man up to his feet. He used the kitchen counter to support most of his weight, since Evan was leaning against it.

"It was the werewolf..." Evan muttered before he took a few seconds to better explain himself. "Uh, me and Violet were in the kitchen when all of the sudden the power went out. We were both freaking out and then we heard the front door burst open. I told Violet to run upstairs, and that I would for call you guys with her phone. But just as I was about to make the call, I was pushed and my head hit the counter." He rubbed the back of his head and winced. A sudden thought came into his head and he looked at the hunters with a hopeful expression. "Please tell me Violet's okay..."

Ava and Cody were silent with a uncertain type of look set on their faces. Finally it was Ava who spoke up. "I'm sure that she is Evan, but I need you to relax. You got hit pretty hard the head. Worrying isn't going to help you right now." She said to him in a earnest voice. "I'm going to need you to stay here with Cody, while I try to find Violet."

"What?" Cody questioned in disbelief. "Ava, I'm not just going to let you wander off on your own."

Ava gave him a sharp look. "Yes, you are Cody. One of us has to stay here with Evan. We just can't leave him on his own." She said with a knowing voice. "He's mildly dazed right now and he wouldn't be able to defend himself if the werewolf surprise attacks him again.

Cody groaned knowing she had a point. "Fine, but for the love of all that is holy, don't do anything reckless." He exasperated before giving her a grin, trying to lighten up the situation. "Being reckless is more my kind of thing."

Ava in return managed to him a tiny smile. "Oh, I wouldn't dare to." She gave him a playful punch on the shoulder before she made her way towards the stairs that lead upstairs. Before she left the kitchen though, Evan who was rubbing his head spoke up.

"Check the first room on the right. She probably took shelter in there somewhere." Evan informed her with a angst expression. "Please find her."

Ava gave him a silent firm nod and then continued going up the stairs.

It was eerily quiet upstairs, but there was no sign of Violet, let alone the werewolf. Ava made her way into the room Evan had told her to go into. Which happen to be the master bedroom. But inside there, there was no one. Ava then saw how the room had a bathroom in there as well and noticed how the door was closed shut. She narrowed her eyes at that and warily made her way towards it. She lifted her gun in front of her, ready to fire in case Violet wasn't the one who was hiding inside the bathroom. The huntress started counting down.

3...2...1

Wham!

Ava slammed the bathroom door open and lifted her gun up in precaution.

"Wait, wait don't shoot! It's me!"

Ava immediately lowered the gun down once she recognized that voice. She squinted her eyes and got a better view of Violet. The huntress sighed a breath of relief. "Are you okay?" She asked the singer.

Violet blinked a couple of times before finding up her voice again. "I, uh, think so. Well, aside from being chased by a werewolf and having a gun pointed at me. I'm dandy."

Ava inwardly cringed at hearing her answer. Of course she wouldn't be okay. Her brown eyes quickly noticed the object Violet was holding in her right hand. She narrowed her eyes in slight diversion. "Wait a second, is that a taser?" She asked completely puzzled.

Violet followed Ava's gaze and she tighten the hold on her taser. "Uh, yeah. I used it when the werewolf almost had it's claws in me. It ran off and then I hid in here. I haven't seen it in a while. Do you think I killed it?" She asked as she dropped the used taser on the floor. There was no longer any use for it, because she used the last charge.

Ava shook her head dismissing that idea. "No, only silver can kill a werewolf. The shock from the taser must have only stunned it momentarily." She was still impressed by the fact that the singer had actually used a weapon such as a taser on the werewolf. That must have been quite a scene. Shaking her head, she focused back on the situation that was currently happening. "Anyways, we should go now before it decides to come back."

"Wait, is Evan okay?" Violet urgently asked her.

"Yeah, he's fine. Just got a bump on his head that's all." Ava said as they were making their way out of the room. Violet was right behind her.

"I was so worried for him." Violet expressed to the young girl. "I thought that he might have..." She drawled on unable to finish her sentence.

"Well he's not, just mildly dazed." Ava gently informed her as they made their towards the stairs now. Before they reached them, the sound of growling made them stop their movement. Ava hurriedly stood in front of Violet in a protective manner and held her gun out.

Violet who was still behind her, couldn't stop her shakiness. "Did...did you hear that?" She whispered in alarm.

Ava nodded her head firmly as she kept her guard up. "Yup."

Violet felt useless now since she no longer had her taser, and now she was letting Ava protecting her. When in reality it should have been the other way around. She tried keeping an eye out for the creature. Hoping to see if at least she can spot it before it attacked them. But she didn't see anything. "Do you see it?" She asked in a low voice to Ava.

"No, it's too dark." Ava said in a dense tone before she got an idea. "Okay, just stay behind me and continue making your way towards the stairs. I'll keep watch in case anything pops out."

At hearing this Violet's concern for the girl's safety grew. "And if it attacks you?" She asked in distraught.

Ava appreciated her concern, but she tried to keep herself calm and collected. "Hey, whose the one with the gun here?" She quipped with a small smile, as she kept an eye out in the darkness that was the hallway. "I'll be fine, just keep walking."

Despite her reassurance, Violet couldn't help but worry for her. After a second, she slowly started making her way towards the stairs again. As soon as her foot touched the first step, that's when the werewolf finally showed itself. It lunged towards them, wanting to make it's way at Violet. But before it even laid a claw hand on her, Ava had been faster and she shot the werewolf right on it's shoulder. The huntress got a somewhat better view on the werewolf and saw that Cody had been right. The werewolf was a her. After Ava wounded the werewolf, she saw how it ran off once again.

"Hurry, down the stairs!" Ava shouted, knowing now would be a good time to get the hell out of that area.

She and Violet then quickly climbed down the stairs. Once there they met up with Cody and Evan. Evan was feeling less daze like and was able to stand on his own now. Violet and him shared a brief hug before the hunters told them they all needed to get out before the werewolf came back again. The four of them then exited the house, but just as they stepped outside, Violet and Evan were jumped. Ava and Cody saw that the werewolf trying to get to Violet, but Evan was using the strength he had left in shielding her. Ava and Cody swiftly took action and they immediately fired both of their guns at the werewolf's back. They made sure not to hit Evan in the process of the firing, and within a few seconds the attack stopped. The werewolf body went slump on top of Evan, and he was able to throw it off, away from him and Violet. Ava hurriedly made her way to check on them, while Cody made sure that the werewolf was really dead.

The huntress checked if Violet or Evan had received any bite marks. Luckily they hadn't. Just a few bumps and bruises, but nothing that would severally harm them in the long run. Well not physically, but maybe emotionally. They were after attacked by a werewolf. A werewolf who had been vengeful. She for sure they would start freaking out now, but to her surprise they weren't in hysterics or anything. Instead they both just took deep breaths and talked when they were finally over the shock of being attacked. Violet then shakily asked if she could see the werewolf's face.

Once Cody and Ava turned the werewolf's body over, Violet was severally staggered to see who the werewolf had been. Violet and even Evan recognized the werewolf to be an ex's cafe singer. Apparently her name had been Terry and she had been fired from the cafe on the account by the way she use to treat the other singers and customers with hostility. And if there was one thing that Violet never liked was virulent people who treated other like they were nothing. She and Evan did give multiple chances in changing her attitude, but she refused. So ultimately, they had to let her go. A sudden memory of Terry making a vicious comment towards her, entered Violet's mind. And it all made sense to her as to why Terry had killed all the women. They had all been singathon winners, and Terry had killed them and even tried killing her out of jealously. Which to Violet and Evan just made them feel muddled. That a feeling such as jealousy could lead to someone or something to kill others. Violet was sad about all the deaths that had happened in her town, but was glad that the killings had finally come to an end.

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After the chaotic misadventure with the werewolf—and having to deal with the aftermath of killing it—both Ava and Cody were finally glad that the case was done and over. And by the next day, everything in the town of Brookville was back to normal. Well back to normal for the four people who knew of the real reason behind the killings. But the point was that Violet and Evan didn't have to worry about anyone else getting killed in their town by some jealous werewolf. They had made sure to thank Ava and Cody for helping them out and invited them over to Matthews' Cafe for some free coffee and muffins. Cody of course accepted, at the mention of free coffee and food. Ava had also accepted, seeing this would probably be the last time she would see the spunky coffee owner and Violet. The hunters arrived early at the cafe and enjoyed their cup of coffee and a blue berry muffin. Ava enjoyed the calm atmosphere the place had and basked in the tranquility. It was rare to find a coffee place that didn't have swarms of people. She'd guess that's what so great about small towns. When she and Cody had finished their coffee and muffin, they got from their seat and said their goodbyes to Evan. In return Evan, the ever so amusing cafe owner, gave each of them a fist bump. Both Ava and Cody chuckled at this, but returned the fist bump back to him anyways.

Ava had wanted to say goodbye to Violet, but she hadn't seen her yet. She asked Evan where she was at and he said she must of been in the back organizing. The huntress felt wrong that she was going to leave without saying goodbye to her, but she needed to return back to Bobby's and Cody needed to also drive back to New Orleans to meet up with his father once he dropped her off first. Meaning that they had a long drive ahead of them. So with a dejected sigh, Ava asked Evan if he can tell Violet that she said goodbye. Evan nodded, as he too seemed sad that Violet wasn't saying goodbye to her in person.

Ava and Cody then made their towards Cody's car that was parked in front of the cafe. All of their belongings were already packed and inside the car. So all they had to do now was just get in the car and go.

Cody got in the driver seat first, and just as Ava was about to enter the passenger seat, a voice entered her ears.

"Ava, wait!"

Ava turned around and smiled once she saw Violet coming out of the cafe, with a purse in hand. She noticed how the singer looked slightly exasperated. Her light brown hair was slightly tousled and she had a melancholic type of smile on her face.

"Sorry...I was in the back organizing, uh, cups." Violet stammered out lamely, as she finally reached her.

"It's okay, Evan told me." Ava responded understandingly and smiled softly. "I'm glad I got a chance to say goodbye to you though."

"Me too..." Violet muttered before composing her voice. "Listen I want to thank you. I know I already have, but I mean you risked your life for me..." Something flashed in her eyes and Ava could have sworn there was tears wanting to come out. But as soon as she noticed them, Violet pushed them away. "Anyways, I, uh, want to give you something." She said firmly before reaching into the purse she was carrying.

Ava tilted her head wondering what she wanted to give to her...and that's when she saw the object Violet took out. It was the carousel music box she had seen in her living room. She felt great bemusement. Violet wanted to give her that? But why?

"It managed to survive the living room massacre." Violet said to her and noticed the confused expression Ava had on. She carefully placed the music box into her hands and let go once she had hold of it. "It's, uh, yours now." She said giving her a sad smile.

Ava seemed confounded. "Uh, Violet, I can't accept this..." She stuttered a bit emotionally. "You said it was given to you by your brother. It has sentimental value to you."

Violet nodded her head. "Yes, it does have sentimental value." She said with a heart-rending expression. "I want you to have it."

"But...why?" Ava mustered out as she held the music box in her hands.

Violet took a deep breath and she composed herself. "Because its yours more than it was ever mine."

Ava didn't understand what she meant by that...not at all. She looked at the music box and a sense of unknown familiarity washed through her. It didn't feel right taking the music bow, but at the same time it did. It was almost like finding a long lost object...but she had no idea as to why she felt that way. She had never seen this music box before. But Violet was persistent in giving it to her...so...

"Alright..." Ava said accepting her gift. "Well, I promise I'll take good care of it." She said reassuringly to her.

Violet seemed happy that she had accepted the music box, and the next thing Ava knew, she was being hugged by her. Ava made sure to keep a hold of the music box with one hand as she returned the hug with her other. It was odd...she didn't take Violet as a hugger. The singer always seemed too desolate to give out hugs. But as soon as she hugged her, Ava quickly returned it. The hug wasn't necessarily awkward per say, but for some unknown reason it just felt right to hug Violet. It like she was hugging a family member...but just as she began thinking this Violet quickly pulled back and Ava once again saw the despondent type of expression she had on. Ava tried not to read to much on the hug and instead gave Violet a small smile. She then made her way towards Cody's car, and once inside she waved her goodbye.

And with so much regret, Violet Olsen watched the car drive away.

"You didn't tell her, did you?" Evan asked softly.

Violet slowly turned to face her fiance who was now standing next to her. She must have been so crestfallen with saying goodbye to Ava, that she didn't hear when Evan had come outside of the cafe. She closed her eyes and shook her head sadly. The singer didn't dare answer his question out loud, knowing her voice would have probably sounded hoarse from guilt.

Evan gave her a downhearted expression and sighed. "I thought you were finally going to tell her the truth, Vi..."

Violet slowly opened her eyes again as she heard Evan call her by the nickname he had for her. Her light brown eyes stared right into his green eyes and immediately saw the disappointment they held. She took a deep breath and swallowed the lump in her throat. "I know Evan, but it's just...that I couldn't." She admitted to him with a wavered voice. Although she was surprised by how she didn't sound as broken as she felt. Years of guarding her emotions have really taken a toll on her...

"What do you mean you couldn't?" Evan asked confused. "Vi, you've been waiting years to tell her the truth."

And Evan was right. Violet had been waiting years—actually several years, for her to tell Ava the rigorous truth. The tempestuous truth that would forever change the young girl's life. The truth that she wasn't with out any blood relatives. The truth that she in fact did have a one blood relative, who was alive and breathing just fine. The impactful truth that she— Violet Olsen— was none other than her aunt. Well...half aunt.

It was a rather complicated story of how that came to be, but it all began with a man named Louis Faye.

Louis Faye was a hunter who had a brief fling with Beatrice Olsen—Violet's mother. During their short time together though Beatrice had managed to get pregnant by Louis—thus resulting in the creation of Violet herself. Unfortunately, this sudden news wasn't taken in so well. Especially by Beatrice—who was a devout Roman Catholic— she took this pregnancy as a sort of punishment. She believed that because she participated in intercourse before marriage she was now dealing with the consequences. But when she told Louis that she was pregnant with his child, he panicked as well. You see Louis already had a twelve year old son named Collin from his previous marriage. His wife though had died a while back, meaning he was left alone to take care of his son. And that already took much of his time, so he couldn't afford to look after another kid. Not with the life he had on the road and hunting. It was already a hassle with his son Collin tagging along. He couldn't imagine how having another child on the road would be like. Therefore, he told Beatrice that he didn't want to be involved with the child's life and that it was solely her responsibility to look after it, not his.

Once hearing that excuse from him, Beatrice lost it. Completely.

She began hysterically telling him that he couldn't just abandon her to deal with this "mess." That they both needed to fix the "mistake" they made in order to be forgiven for their sins. So she told him that the only way that would happen is if they were to wed.

Louis however did not fall for that and he quite harshly declined Beatrice offer for marriage. And then within the next day, he drove off. Leaving behind a pregnant and very livid Beatrice...

She had been so angry that she almost terminated the pregnancy herself during the early stages. Obviously, she didn't go through with the abortion. Her religious mind set and pious persona wouldn't let her. Therefore, Beatrice reasoned that because she sinned and acted in fornication, she now needed to raise her baby out of wedlock. Something she was reluctant in doing, but still complied.

Now, although Beatrice did decide to keep and raise her, Violets' life growing up was a constant downfall. Since Beatrice wasn't exactly mother of the year...

Beatrice did provide food, shelter, and clothing, but she never once provide love or affection towards her. And Violet knew the reason behind this. It was because her mother didn't love her. Not really anyways. This could be seen throughout her childhood. Violet's mother constantly blamed all of her misfortunes and unhappiness on her. Beatrice also told her other harsh things too. Like how Violet was fatherless because her dad wanted nothing to do with her. That she had been the main reason why he left and never returned. Which of course affected Violet deeply. As it would any kid. Sadly, this wasn't the only thing Violet had to go through because of her mother. You see Violet hadn't been joking around when she had told Ava about her life being similar to Carrie. Ever since she could remember, her mother Beatrice had always been a religious fanatic. Twisting religion into her own madness and such. Now that she's a full grown adult, Violet knows that religion isn't as harsh as her mother made it out to be. Except, she still wanted nothing to do with it anymore. In fact she longer wanted to be associated with religion, in any way. And its all because of how her own mother raised her with fear towards religion. Which is why she's now completely filled with cafard and atrabilious thoughts. A sorrow filled human being who no longer had faith.

The stuff she went through growing up was like a living nightmare. Her mother really took religion to a whole new level. An extreme level...one of which she suffered through emotional and physical abuse. And it was hard doing everything her mother said because she was severely harsh towards her. There had been so many rules that she always lost track or forgot some. And unfortunately because of this, Violet endured punishments all throughout her childhood and adolescent years. She didn't exactly have a lot of happiness going on for her during that time of life. The only thing that made her feel better was when she sang. Singing made her forget about the crummy life she had and instead it allowed her to imagine she was in a better place. Reality always came crushing down on her, whenever her mother insulted her singing. Which was something she always did...

So its safe to say that Violet had no regrets with thinking that Beatrice deserved the award for most awful mother. She had been abusive, strict, unloving, severely pious towards her. Not to mention the abuse she inflicted—both emotional and physical—did a number on her self esteem.

Violet's life took a even bigger unexpected turn once she was twelve years old. When a unknown visitor came knocking on her home front door. Violet had been the one who opened the door, and she was greatly surprised once she saw the person who had been knocking. It was a young man who appeared to be in his early twenties or so. He had sandy blonde hair, earth-like green eyes, and looked to be in good shape. His presence though puzzled Violet. She had never once seen him before. She rationalized that he must have been an out of towner, who needed help with directions. That reason made the most sense to her. Why else would such a nice looking young man be knocking at her front door? The people in her town had known to never go anywhere near her home, seeing as it was mainly known for being the house of "the crazy religious lady" aka her mother. The people in her town also knew better than to approach either of them in person as well. Since Beatrice had a way with frightening people due to her unhinged religious beliefs. It was one main reasons as to why Violet had no friends, or even acquaintances in the town, and in her school. Except whenever people did talk to her, they weren't exactly warm and welcoming with her. She didn't blame them though, not with the mother she had. Therefore having this amiable looking man in front of her door completely startled her. It then took about several awkward seconds of them staring at each other until he finally introduced himself. He said his name was Collin Faye and he asked if the owners of the house—an older women named Beatrice and her daughter Violet were there.

Of course hearing him asking for her mother and herself made Violet feel passive. But with a docile and wary tone she answered him saying that this was their home and that she was indeed Violet. She then asked him what he wanted.

What came next was something that Violet still remembered well to this very day. She remembered the boggle, almost awe like expression he got from when she told him her identity. How his green eyes became wide with disbelief and how his breathing became strained. It appeared as if he were having some sort of panic attack, and she out of worry for him asked if he was okay and that if he needed help of some sorts. Her concern must have pulled him out from his sudden panic, because he managed to control his breathing again. His gaze then focused back onto hers and she saw how serious he had gotten. Once Violet noticed he feeling better she then asked him— a little bit more firmly—of what he wanted from her. And with wavered voice he told her that he—Collin Faye—was her half brother. That of course completely shocked Violet, but she at first did not believe him. She thought he was lying. That he was making false accusations to mess with her. Although her wariness became faltered when Collin showed her the journal he had with him. He let her read the passages inside while he explained to her that it had been Louis journal, and that Louis had not only been his father, but hers as well. Collin also told her that he did not know of her existence until their father passed away on a hunt a few months ago. That when he finally read his father journal he learned that his father had a fling with a women named Beatrice and how she came to have a baby girl. A child that his father never once mentioned to him. A secret that was kept from Collin during his childhood and most adult hood as well. Collin then told her that he had no idea as to why his father never told him about her, but that whatever the reason was, it had been wrong for his father to have made that decision. Even if she did have a different mother. She was still blood and he had a right to know that he had a sister that was alive and breathing.

When he was saying all this to her, Violet's emotions were all over the place. She had just been informed that he was her brother. That she had an actual brother. Well half brother, but that didn't matter to her. What really mattered was that she had an older sibling. Another family member other than her pious of a mother. She felt the estrange feeling of happiness flow through her. Although, she was greatly sadden to hear about her father's passing. Even if Louis did not want her, Violet couldn't help but feel sorrow that she never got the chance to meet him. At least she had the luck to meet Collin. That alone made her feel better. Except whatever sort of happiness she was feeling, left the second her mother Beatrice came into the conversation.

Beatrice who had been in the kitchen the whole time, was not aware of Collin's presence until she went to go look for her daughter, and that's when she saw Violet by the front door talking to someone. She couldn't exactly see who the person was since she didn't have the front door open wide. Beatrice though was puzzled at the fact that they had a visitor and she immediately went to go see who it was. Without a care in the world, she pushed her daughter to the side and slammed the door wide open hitting the inside of the house's wall. Violet who had staggered back used this time to quickly hide the journal Collin had given her, and hid it inside the shirt she had on. Beatrice of course did not notice this since she was to busy scrutinizing the visitor up front. Her demeanor immediately turned hostile and censorious once she saw that it was indeed a young man who was at her front door. And even though she had no idea as to who he was, she still didn't like the fact that a stranger—let alone a male—was disturbing her at her home. She asked him rather impolitely about who he was and what his business here was.

Beatrice then had pushed Violet to the side, but she was still able to get a glimpse of Collin's face—and it came to no surprise to her by how thrown off he looked by her mother's ill-mannered attitude. She also heard how he introduced himself as Collin Fate to her mother. It was when he said this that Violet saw how tensed up her mother had gotten.

Beatrice became brusque and she eyed Collin with clear disdain. The older woman should have known right away who he was once setting her eyes on him. He did after all have the unfortunate luck of having Louis Faye's deplorable green eyes. How much she hated the color green. She just was glad that her scant of a daughter didn't have his eyes. Lord knows how she would reacted if she did. It was already troubling raising her and all, if she at all resembled anymore of Louis she would have lost it. She set a stony like expression on her face and narrowed her eyes towards Louis' son Collin. She then asked him rather curtly as to why he was here and not that good-for-nothing of a father of his.

Violet, who was huddling towards the back, could only cringe by how impertinent her mother was being. She wanted to speak up, but she was afraid. Afraid of her and of what she would do to her. Therefore, she remained quiet, and felt an amount of shame as she watched the scene unfolded in front of her.

Meanwhile, Collin felt an amount of fury go through him due to Beatrice's comment towards his father. While it was true that his father had many faults, that still didn't give her the right to call him a good-for-nothing. He barely managed to keep his emotions in check, but did and he told her his reason as to why he was there. That he came to find them because he found out that Violet was his half sister, and that Louis hadn't come with him because he had passed away a couple months ago during a hunt.

Violet teared when she heard this again, but Beatrice...well she didn't seem at all affected by this tragic news. She actually told Collin that whatever happened to Louis was well deserved. That God was punishing him because of all the sins he had committed. Now when she said this, Collin could no longer hold in his anger anymore. He didn't take her reply about his father so well and a loud argument broke after that. Now Violet, only being twelve at the time had no clue what to do...she was just so scared. All she wanted was for the yelling to stop, and for her to get a chance to know more about her half brother. Except whatever chance she had, was ruined by her mother. Because after Beatrice made another side comment about Louis, she told Collin to never step foot onto her property again. To never come anywhere near her or Violet, otherwise she would call the authorities. She then without another word slammed the door in his face and locked it. She turned to give Violet that pretty said 'don't open the door or else' and then walked off towards the kitchen again. And Violet out of fear of getting punished followed her order. She did however look through the living room window, and saw Collin walking away. Before he was fully off their property he turned back and caught her gaze. He made a hand gesture almost as if he were opening a book and that's when Violet remembered. She carefully pulled out the journal she had hidden in her shirt and pulled it out to show it to him before she hid it again. She saw how he gave her a nod of approval before he waved her goodbye with a look of dolefulness. He then walked away from her view.

After that Violet didn't get to see Collin again until two years later.

It wasn't like he didn't try to meet up with her again—he did. That's why he left her the journal. Not only did it have personal writings of her father, but it also had Collin's number in case she wanted to talk to him. Her mother Beatrice, thank goodness, did not know about the journal. But every time Violet scheduled a time to meet up with her half brother, her mother always interfered. With out knowing of course, since she had no clue that Violet was still keeping in contact with Collin. But due to Beatrice's smothering and having constant control over her life, Violet only got the chance to talk to Collin over the phone. The phone calls between them though were always cut short and it wasn't the same as with talking to a person up front. It wasn't until she was fourteen when she finally got the chance to meet face to face with Collin again. When her mother Beatrice had gone a church retreat. Luckily, Violet had been able to fool her into thinking she had the stomach flu. It had been reluctant, but Beatrice in the end let her stay at home from the retreat. Once she was gone, Violet left her house and headed towards the place where she and Collin were to meet each other. They had agreed meet at a small diner that resided in the middle of town. For Violet, she felt odd being out in public without her mother at her side, dragging her around. She felt complete relief at this. At feeling of being free, even if it was for a little bit. Once Violet arrived at the diner she immediately started looking for Collin. It didn't take long to spot her half brother, and she saw how he was sitting in the booth that was towards the back of the diner. His appearance didn't surprise. He still looked exactly the same from the last time he saw him, two years ago. What surprised her though was that he hadn't come alone. There sitting next to him was a woman who appeared to be around his age or so. The woman had long dark mahogany hair that flowed in waves. Her skin was fair and she had brown doe eyes. They were the type of eyes that held complete compassion and understanding. The kind that would be able to comfort those who were in pain. It was obvious that this woman was indeed very beautiful and there was a essence around her that practically gave out kindliness. Violet was taken back by her presence, since she had never met someone who looked so nice. But what really puzzled her was the baby that she was holding. The woman had the baby wrapped in a soft blue colored blanket, but even with the boy like color the blanket was, Violet could right away tell the baby was a girl. A baby girl who looked to maybe a few months old. Violet wondered who they were and her perplexed expression did not go unnoticed by Collin. Once she sat down in the booth, Collin answered the obvious question that was running through her mind. He introduced the woman to her as Miranda—his wife. And said that the baby was their daughter and her name was Ava. Collin said that he didn't tell her about them over the phone because he felt that it would of been better if he told her in person. The news of course surprised Violet. It had only been two years since she had last seen Collin and he was already married and even had a kid. Violet felt somewhat bitterness that she hadn't been there when he had gotten married. It was another important event she missed out on, but she knew that she her brother deserve to be happy. Besides, Miranda ultimately proved to be just as kind as she looked.

Throughout their whole meeting together she had been nothing but nice and caring towards her. She treated her kindly and didn't look down upon her at all—unlike her mother. Violet could also tell just by looking at the two of them, that Collin and Miranda were made for each other. They were two people who were madly in love with each other. But the one thing that stayed in her head for sure was their baby—Ava. Her niece...

She was so small and delicate. A mere bundle of joy filled with life, happiness, and pureness. Something that Violet never really had with the life she had with her mother. She couldn't help but feel jealousy towards Collin and even a little bit with Ava. Collin had the luck of having a semi-decent life, and Ava had the luck of having a loving family, but yet she didn't. Why was that? That had been a question that kept running in her head. Although she quickly berated herself for thinking and feeling that way. Like she had before, Collin deserved to be happy. At least one of them had to be, and she was glad he was. As for Ava...well the child deserved a loving home. One that she herself never had. Violet knew that Collin and Miranda were going to give their child that life. She could only hope that once she got older, that she would be apart of it as well. This inward hope continued to grow as the meeting went on and Violet got to know more about Collin and Miranda. She found out a lot of things, even the fact about Collin being an ex-hunter and that he stopped hunting once he married Miranda and had their baby. Something that Violet found very dear and respecting. How he was able to give up something in order to focus on them. Honestly, being with Collin and his family...it made her feel better. Almost gave her a sense of faith again. Before she had to leave, Collin made sure to tell her that he would be sticking around town for a while, until her mother came back. So for the days that Beatrice wasn't in town, Violet spent the majority of her time with Collin and his family. She bonded with Collin and got to know her older brother just like she had wanted. Violet came to see Miranda as a sort of mother figure, seeing as the older woman gave her the love and attention that her real mother neglected to give to her. But as for Ava...well Violet enjoyed spending time with Ava...her niece. She was so tiny and filled with warmth whenever she had the chance to hold her. So much innocence. Something Violet knew was rare to have in the world they lived in. She right away could tell that Ava was going to have the same compassionate like essence Miranda had around her. Violet could only be glad to be around all three of them. It gave her the happiness she always wanted. Unfortunately their time together came to an end when her mother's retreat days to coming back home were getting close. The day before her mother's arrival back to town was when she had to say goodbye to Collin and his family. Before they left town though, Collin made sure to be the last one to say farewell, but made sure to give her something. It was a music box that resembled a carousal. He said that Miranda and him had bought it for Ava the day she was born, but that she hold onto it for her until they came back to visit her again. Violet with a small smile and tears in her eyes, promised that she would take good care of the music box and that she would return it back to Ava when she saw her again. Collin in return gave her a hug and muttered 'Take care, sis' before he left. The next day was when her mother returned from the retreat and that's when Violet's happiness withered away again. She only hoped that the next time she would see Collin and his family again, that it would be sooner. But that visit she hoped for never came to be and instead she got some dreaded news that she never wanted to hear in her life...

Collin and Miranda had died.

Her heart shattered when she heard this. Her half-brother and the woman she had seen sort of like a mother figure had died. And worst of all it was Beatrice of all people who delivered this shell shocking news to her. It had been on a random day, and Violet had been working on some homework from school, when all of a sudden her mother nonchalantly announced to her about what happened to Collin and his wife. That they had been found dead at their house. Murdered and such. By Violet knew it was no ordinary murder...it had to be related supernatural somehow. But her suspicion was side-tracked as she suddenly thought of Ava.

As for what happened to her niece...well Violet figured out that she was still alive. Her niece was alive and well. Violet wanted nothing more than to see her, but her mother did not allow it. Beatrice told her she had no business with that child that belonged to Collin, non-whatsoever. Violet wanted to disagree with her mother, but she was only fourteen at the time. A mere child herself. So even if she did go see Ava, what could she do? Nothing.

Children did not have authority in being able to care for other children. So she reluctantly didn't go to Ava's aid and hoped that she got cared for...and rather slowly the years passed. During these years though Violet did not know anything about her niece's well being. She had no idea if she was in a foster care or if she had been adopted by some family. She did nothing but worry for her...and she still had her music box, waiting to give back to her. It wasn't until she was eighteen that Violet had enough of her mother's abuse and that's she finally decided to venture out into the world on her own. Her mother however did not take kindly to this and told her she was going to end up burning in hell. Violet's mere response to this was a simple, "Well I'd rather be there, than to be anywhere near you." And she left without another word. Since leaving she hasn't seen her mom and she has no idea where she's at, or if shes alive. But then again she has no care in the world about her. Not after everything she put her through...

After all her mother was the one that messed her up in the first place. It took her a couple years to emotionally fix herself, before she finally settled down in the big apple, but it still had been hard. For the first couple months in New York she lived in the streets, surviving as she tried finding a decent job. Thanks to her singing skills she ended up finding a job at a restaurant. It included for her to be a waitress and to sing from time to time. The pay was good, not to mention she made a lot of tips. Within a few months she managed to get herself an apartment and her life started to get better. What made her feel happy though was the fact that she was living as far away from her mother-and actually making a living for herself. Once she was stable enough, emotionally and physically, she decided to finally look up her niece and find out what really happened to her. It took her some time and a lot patience. Since she wasn't an expert on finding people, but in a few months she found info about her.

Since her parents death, Ava had been living with a man named Bobby Singer in South Dakota. It appeared that Ava was living a somewhat happy life. This Bobby person had been a friend of Collin, she even remembers Collin mentioning to her before. So Bobby had ended up adopting and taking in Ava as his own. Violet felt bittersweet with the whole thing. Of course she wanted to go to South Dakota and introduce herself to Ava again and tell her who she was, but at the same time she didn't...this was after all the first time she actually had a life of her own. No crazy mother telling her what to do, no abuse, no nothing. She was free. Meaning she could finally do whatever she wanted. And the one thing she wanted to do more than anything was to sing. So that's what she did. She instead focused on her singing. Telling herself that Ava was fine and that she didn't need her. Why would she ever need her?

Violet was broken and damaged goods anyways. She probably would have been a lousy guardian to begin with. Besides, Ava had Bobby. So the young girl didn't even need her. But deep down...Violet knew that was a load of crap. She just kept repeating this in her head because didn't want to feel guilty. And she kept saying this herself going for years. Several years. It was during this years though that she had the mere luck of meeting Evan...and he forever changed her life. He became the love of her life. Something she thought she would never have. Evan didn't see her as damaged or broken, he saw her as a whole person. He saw the real her and not the distant woebegone person she became at times. He never judged her and instead always listened to her. Hell, they even moved together to Indiana and it was there after being together for a few years that he proposed to her. Violet was shocked by this. She never managed he would ask such a question, but she accepted. Of course right after she came clean to him and told him the truth about everything. Including the supernatural world and her crazy religious mother. But most importantly she told him about how she has a niece, who didn't know of her existence. This was all heavy stuff, but Evan was able to handle it all. He supported her through everything. Violet had no idea as to why...but Evan just told her it because he loved her. It never ceased to amaze her by how understanding he was. Although he deeply wondered as to why it was taking her such a long time to tell Ava the truth. Now Violet had wanted nothing more than to tell Ava, but every time she wanted to call and say who she was, she always changed her mind at the last second. It wasn't until the attacks started in her town that she decided to finally call Bobby Singer and tell her about the attacks. Secretly it was also because she knew that if she called Bobby than Ava would come along. And she was going to use this opportunity to finally tell Ava the truth. But then Violet saw her...and once she did it was as if she were looking at Miranda. Ava resembled her mother so well. With the hair and eyes. It was simply uncanny. But her dimpled smile and eccentric personality was all Collin. No doubt about that. But her similarly to Miranda is what freaked Violet the most. Which is why she reacted the way she did when she first saw her. Anyways, with that surprise she also was startled by the fact that Bobby had not come along, but instead another hunter. It was true that all she needed was Ava and she got her to come. Plus she even gave Ava her music box back to her. Although she didn't really tell her the significance of it because Violet still felt like the timing was off. The real truth...was that she was scared. Honestly how would of Ava reacted to the truth anyways? Would she have busted out in anger with finding out that she was her half aunt or would she have cried? Whatever her reaction might of been, Violet would have not been able to handle it. Especially with everything they had to go through, thanks to that werewolf. It just ultimately didn't seem like the right moment to announce a life changing secret like that. Violet knew she was just stalling...and that always did more harm than good.

"She deserves to know the truth Violet." Evan said, catching her attention.

Violet blinked several times. She took a moment to gather herself before she sighed, aghast. "I know that Evan. You think I don't know that? I do. But I just couldn't get myself to tell her."

"Why not?" Evan asked more gently, knowing how sensitive this topic was for her.

Violet pushed back the tears that dared to escape her. "Because she'd hate me, Evan. If she found out who I was to her...she'd hate me."

"I don't think she'd hate you Vi." Evan said attempting to make her feel better. From the time he had spent with Ava, he'd come to see that she was a very understanding girl. He gave his fiancee a reassuring smile. "Besides, I don't think that girl is even capable of hating someone." He said voicing his honest opinion on Violet's niece.

"Everyone is capable of hate, Evan." Violet said to him with a hollow voice. She thought back to her mother...and of how much she completely hated her. Even if had been years since she had last seen her, the hatred she felt for her was still there. Sadly the truth was anyone could feel the way she does towards her mother. Even if Violet had never abused Ava, she did however neglect her and didn't make any sort of efforts into communicating with her until now. She abandoned her and didn't take responsibility like she should have once she was older and had a stable life. Instead she chose to focus on herself. And she felt immense guilt for that. What kind of an aunt did that make her? She thought about Collin and Miranda and wondered what they would have done if they had seen how selfish she had been with her life decisions. They probably would have been disappointed in her...especially Collin. Thinking of him made Violet's heart clench. She was so focused on her guilt though, that she didn't even notice the tears that were running down her cheeks.

"Oh, Vi..." Evan said with a sad expression as he pulled her into a comforting hug. He never did like seeing her cry. It always made him feel dejected at seeing the woman he loved shed tears.

Violet— who had managed to keep her emotions in check, the whole time Ava had been with her— had finally and utterly broken down. "I just—I can't...if she hates me..." She stuttered out as she leaned her head against her shoulder. She shook in his arms as her crying worsened. "Evan, if she hates me...I—I—don't know if I would be able to handle that."

"It's okay Vi, look don't worry about that, alright? Everything is going to be okay." Evan said in a soft voice as he let her use him a sort of life support for her wavered emotions.

Violet melted into her fiance's hold. She knew that he was only trying to his best to comfort her with him saying that everything was going to be okay. And she appreciated that, she really did. Except that didn't stop her from feeling like scum. She knew that the only way she would step feeling that way, was until she finally fessed up to Ava. But Violet...was scared. Deeply scared to actually go through with it. She already had a lousy mother and her half brother was dead. So if the only other blood-relative she had hated her...well Violet had no idea how she was going to handle that. Despite her brittleness though, she made a promise to herself right then and there that she would tell Ava the truth. Just when she felt fully ready and when the time was right. Therefore, she might not end up telling her tomorrow, or the following week, month, or even year, but one day Violet would get the full courage to tell Ava the truth...one day.

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Heyyyyyy guys! Is anyone out there? *Hehe* It's been a while since I've updated, huh? Sorry about that guys. I've just really busy with school and updating my other stories that I never had enough time to finish this chapter. But I hope you guys enjoyed it. I'll try to fix any errors I might of made later. But now on with main topic we are all probably going crazy for. The shocking truth that we found out towards the end of this chapter. That Violet is Ava's half-aunt?! Say what?! I know I've probably surprised a bunch of you. That was to be expected though. But aside from that bomb-shell of a secret, what did you think of this chapter? Of Ava and Cody having the names of S.H.I.E.L.D agents *lmaooo* That just randomly came to me and I knew I had to add it. :D Ava protecting Violet, Evan's fist bumps, Cody's love for food and etc. *Haha* I'm going to miss writing my ocs but rest assured you will see more Violet later on and even Evan. After all Violet still needs to tell Ava who she is to her...but when that happens how do you guys think Ava will react? You think she'll be mad at Violet or no? You think she'll be understanding to her based on the life she lived growing up with her mother? Let me know what you guys think...but as for when Violet will tell her the truth...well it's going to be probably around season six. So we still have a while to go. And in case if you're wondering if Bobby knows of Violet's relation to Ava, he doesn't. Remember the only other person Collin talked about his family was with Miranda. So Bobby doesn't know that Ava has a half-aunt, let alone that Collin had a half-sister. Anyways, my dear readers, I really hope this chapter makes up for all the time has gone by and I'll try to update the chapter more quickly. The next chapter will focus back on what is happening in the show and for those who missed Cas and Ava scenes in this chapter, don't worry because the next chapter will have them :D Along with Sam and Dean scenes as well. Who else missed them? Cuz I sure did. Until next time my lovely readers! XOXO.