A/N: This chapter is the twist! I know how much you ALL just love those. So, this will really leave you wondering. I could go anywhere from here, but don't worry, I've got a little masterplan so far for the next few chapters! Any ideas and commmentaries are welcomed!

ANYWHERESVILLE

By: chocolate rules

Disclaimer: I own them, and they say hi...lol...thanks to the WB...Andy's Mine, the monster thing from chappie 6 is mine(cause I just wrote down some disturbing and gruesome images and didn't really check for a monster)

Chapter 7: Unexpected Answer

The brothers looked over at the young teen. She had not torn her eyes away from her drawing. Tears had dripped onto it, but upon closer inspection they could see the multitude of dried tear marks that it had previously held.

Hearing the girl's revelation of the earliest years of her life, the boys felt sorry for her. Dean even understood her anguish. He too remembered the day his mother died, not as vividly, but then he hadn't exactly been in the same room. He hadn't actually see the thing take his mom. She had.

Sam also felt for the girl. Neither could remember their mother. Neither had the comforting memory of their touch or their warmth. Or their love. Neither would ever truly understand what it felt like to be fully doted over by the one being that had given you life.

But at least they had had their father. No matter how much Sam was angered by him now, he had always had his father. And Dean. Damn it this girl was truly alone. He had his big brother and he was here for Dean. Andy had no one. Though their father had brought them up into this chaotic world, he had given them all the elements available to make it alive in it too.

How had Andy done it?

"I had to search for the truth myself," she said suddenly as if reading their minds. " I did have some help though, but I'll explain that later, okay?"

"Yeah." Dean said sighing. Andy looked over at him and smiled.

"Good, okay."

"So, who do you live with now? You live here, right?" Sam asked calmly, edging forward in a welcoming way. Andy nodded almost unsurely.

"Sort of. I live in the wood back there, really."

"How come?" Dean asked.

"Safer." Andy said with a shrug.

"So, knowing what's out there, you think it's safer to live out there then in your own house?"

"No," she replied looking up to Dean, locking eyes with him as she had done in the hall of the bathroom. The look that told him this was important. "This isn't my house. This is Ben's house. I don't live here. I don't want to live here."

"Then why are you here?" Sam asked in the same soft tone.

"Yeah, I mean aren't those state people supposed to make sure you like where you're staying and have good parents and all?" Dean asked. From what little he ever wanted to know or had been told, that was how the system worked.

"No 'system' put me here. No state worker knows I live here."

"What? Where you kidnapped?" Dean asked worried. Andy shook her head no.

"It was just thought to be easier."

"By who?" Sam asked. Andy looked over at him and then at Dean a few times before answering them. She took a shaky breath, held it and upon exhale responded with

"John Winchester."

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