Sam, Dean and Bobby were all sitting in the kitchen with the doors wide open so they can still see the unconscious Angela. Bobby had finnished patching her up earlier that day, but now as the sun was starting to hide behind the cars piled in the salvage yard, they sat talking about what they knew and coming up with theories about said woman.

''So, we know she means something to the Harvelle's right? I mean I dont think I've heard Ellen like that.'' Sam stated glancing over at the woman on the couch. She was still looking pale and clammy but at least she wasn't bleeding through her bandages any more.

''Ellen knows a hunters life, she don't get attached to just no-one, But balls if I knew anything about that damn girl in there.'' Bobby's responce had them all sparing a glance through to the living room once again.

Dean just sighs and runs a hand through his hair before getting up and helping himself to the beer in Bobby's fridge, Grabbing 3 bottles by the necks he turns and hands one to both Sam and Bobby, before he opens the last for himself. Leaning with his back resting up against the kitchen side Dean takes a long drag from his beer than stares off into the livingroom, watching the injured woman. He got lost in thought trying to wrap his head around everything when he heard the roar of an engine he didn't recognise. Instantly he had his pistol drawn as he glances at Sam and Bobby, Sam was in a similar state as Dean.

''Boy put them damn things away, Thats Ellen's car you bloody Idjits.''

With Bobby's gruff reaction to the boy's, they glanced at each other as they holstered their guns and made their way to the porch to greet the Harvelles'.

Stepping out of a simple little car was Ellen, who had red eyes a clear sign that she had been crying, and Jo who seemed very on edge.

''You tell me where she is Singer or help me god.'' The threat Ellen made was left hanging as Bobby hugs her the minute she walked up onto the porch. Without saying anything he just turned around and lead her to where they had placed the unconscious girl in the front room. Jo pulled up besides Sam And in a quiet voice that they haven't heard Jo use before.

''Is she okay?''

''She's alive, if that means anything'' was all Dean could say to her as he watched her eyes slowly fill with tears. He knew she was worried for Angela and he couldn't understand why. They better explain who the hell she is. Walking away and leaving Sam and Jo to talk he walked into the living room to a sight he wish he didn't have to see. There Ellen was, one of the strongest female hunters he knew, and she was on her knees, Devastation and anguish all over her face as tears just poured from her eyes and mouth open in a silent agonising scream of pain. She was clutching at Angela's hand with both of hers. It was this point he realised something. I don't care who she is, She needs to wake up. And for Ellen's sake I hope it's soon.

''Come on sweetcheeks, Its time t' wake up, Please. Wake up darlin', Mama need's t' see you awake. Please baby, wake up for me. I'm here, It's okay.''

Ellen was whispering little nothings like this for a few minutes before Jo came in and sat beside her with her arms wrapped around her mum's waist. The males in the room took up various places around the room and Sammy was in the Kitchen. Nobody knew what to say to the females, or what to do to make it right.

After Ellen had calmed down, she just sat silently wiping her eyes with one hand, whilst the other firmly remained on Angela's.

''Hey Ellen?''

Ellens head turned to look at Sam who had spoken softly getting the womans attention.

''Who exactly is she?'' he asked, confusion evident on his face.

With a last glance at Angela, Ellan patted her hand before standing up with a heavy sigh and turning to face the males who had obviously been holding back their questions.

''I guess I owe you boys an explination.'' Another heavy sigh escapes her before she continued. ''Few years back, before Bill died... A hunt went south involving an old family of hunters, The Mortis family, anyway something happened and only Bill was able to walk away alive. Well Bill and a 4 year old child. Obviously he couldn't just leave her, or drop her off. So he brought her home with him.''

''Wait, DAD found Angela?!'' Jo screeched out in shock, obviously only hearing this for the 1st time. Angela had been around for as long as she could think of, She was pretty much a sister to her. Granted her mum told her she was another hunter's child but they grew up together. A short nod was all Ellen could offer Jo as the guys all raised eyebrows.

''All I can remember from back then was Bill walking into the Roadhouse, I was heavily pregnant with Jo at the time, And right behind him was this small 4 year old in nothing but a bloody dress and blood dripping down her face and, oh god Bobby she was just covered in blood. But she didn't cry, she wans't upset, and she just looked so much older than a 4 year old. Bill just said she was the last Mortis with nowhere to go. I remember crouching down to her and all she said was The monsters got my mummy and daddy, So I got the monsters. Never in my life had I heard of a 4 year old surviving a hunt, but she did.''

''3 Demons, 4 Vamps and a pet wearwolf''

At the sound of the weak and pain filled voice everyone turned to look at the once unconsious woman to find her awake and slowly forcing her self up on her arms to sit up.

''ANGELA!'' all 5 voices echoed.