Disclaimer: The Winchesters don't belong to me. Neither does the Metallicar. If they did, they wouldn't drive around as often as they do and that car would be a lot dirtier. Guess I better start my letter. 'Dear Santa...'

Warnings: OFC, OOC

Author's Note: Dean is out of character for this chapter. But not too much. Just thought I would warn you. Constructive criticism is good, but flames never helped anyone. I have no beta, just my lovely self and a spell check.

"What the hell are we looking for anyway?" Dean asks out loud.

"For anything, which I think I just found."

"I've been finding a whole lot of anything too you know. It's also known as nothing."

"No, I mean I might have actually found something worthwhile. Come over here and have a look."

Dean walks over to Sam and starts looking at a pile of papers. "What the hell?"

Then they hear from the doorway, "Imagine my surprise when I found out I had brothers I didn't even know about from a complete stranger I've never even met."

The brothers turn around to find the girl from the street.

"Imagine how much more surprised I am that it's the same two guys I met on the street today. Now tell me what's going or else."

"Now, don't freak out. We're cops and..." Starts Sam, trying to handle the situation, but he's interrupted.

"No! No you're not. His attitude earlier today told me that." Replies the girl, pointing towards Dean.

"That's towards local cops. We're FBI."

"Why didn't you just tell that to the lady downstairs? Huh? I don't believe you. You're lying and unless you tell me the truth, I'm going to call the bloody cops."

"You want to know the truth? I'll tell you the truth." Says Dean, taking over from Sam. "The truth is that..."

"Dean..." Sam warns.

"The truth is that," Dean continues, approaching her and, for some strange reason, trusting her, "we're hunters and we go around, looking for supernatural happenings and kill the thing that caused them. On the side, we are looking for the thing that killed his girlfriend and our mum, to kill it. We are also looking for our dad to help us."

The girl looks over Dean's shoulder, into space, then next to Sam, into space again.

"I believe you. My name is Ella and if I can do anything to help, just say so."

Dean and Sam just stand there, stunned. This girl actually believes them! Plus, she wasn't running away, or looking at them like they were freaks.

"I'm going to start packing up my cousin's more personal items. You can look through her stuff if you want, but I know what jewellery and how much money she had." She gives them a smile to show she is joking. "If you need anything, just holler. I'll just be in her bedroom."

Ella walks off and leaves the boys, standing there like stunned mullets.

"Have I finally gone insane or did she just offer to help us?" Dean asks Sam.

"She just offered to help us, unless I've gone insane as well." Sam replies.

"Well, it's quite possible you have, but, for me? Just, no."

"We better get started, just in case she turns sane again and changes her mind."

"I can't find anything!" Dean exclaims in frustration.

"Look through those papers we found earlier then. I'll go talk to Ella."

"Fine, whatever. I just want to catch this son of a bitch."

Sam starts walking towards the bedroom, but stops as he hears the sound of crying. He slowly walks towards the door and peers inside. He sees Ella sitting on the bed, hunched over, crying, while looking at something.

"Hey." Sam says to her in a soothing voice, as he enters the room.

"Hey." Ella replies, sounding like she has a bad cold and wiping away her tears.

"How are you?" Sam asks her, then curses to himself as he realises the stupidity of his question.

"I'm fine. I'll live, won't I?"

"Yes, you may live, but you're not fine. You can tell me, I know what it's like to lose someone."

"I know. Her name was Jessica, wasn't it? And your mum. She was named Mary?"

"How did you...?" Sam starts, then shakes his head. "It doesn't matter, you're going off topic and you're not getting away with it that easy. Now tell me, or I'll get Dean in here and we will force it out of you."

Ella starts to laugh, but soon her laughter turns into tears as she looks at what was in her hands. A picture of her and Cindy.

"I'm just going to miss her so much. We were so close. When we moved away, I was just so heartbroken. I don't know what I'm going to without her because she was the only family I had left." Ella finally confesses through her tears.

"Come here." Sam tells her and wraps his arms her and pulls her into a hug. She just cries into his chest.

Dean sees the two together and, for once, taking some tact, walks away to let them be, with sadness in his eyes.

Author's Note: Oooohhhh, what's going on? And just thought I would tell you that Ella isn't based on me, she's basically my sister. The only exception is her hair colour, but I didn't want it to be blonde. You shall see why later. Alright, I'm babbling so I shall say one more thing: REVIEW! :D