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"I wasn't."

"So all the fits and mumbles are normal then?" Dean regretted what he'd said almost immediately after saying it, and hit himself on the head when Eva stormed out of the bathroom, grabbed her belongings and left.

"Eva! Eva wait." Dean had managed to run and catch her up in the motel parking lot.

"Why? Why would you wanna see a freak like me?" she yelled, her voice cracking from her injuries.

"You're not a freak."

"Well according to you, I'm not normal am I?"

"I just wondered what you were dreaming about, I didn't mean for it to-"

"The night my mom and brother died…okay!" seeing the expression on Dean's face she turned and continued walking way.

"I…. I'm sorry! Okay…I'm sorry." Dean stammered. He hated saying sorry but for some reason, he didn't want her to leave. She turned to face him once again.

"Please just come back inside, we can…I dunno…talk…or something," Eva couldn't help but roll her eyes and smile. They both walked back inside to a confused looking Sam.

"Is this one of those things where I have to leave?" Sam's eyes darted between the two of them.

"I'll be back later," he sighed, closing the door behind him.

An awkward silence fell between the two, Eva not knowing how to start, and Dean not knowing what to ask. Eva set herself down on one of the two motel beds, and held her head in her hands, not bearing to look him in the face…she began.

"My family and I were on vacation, we went to this cabin by the river every year… I dunno, it was our tradition…Mom's idea," she smiled. "Me and my little brother…Joey, were playing soccer outside. Dad had driven to the shop a few miles away and mom was watching us play, and all of a sudden Joey just stopped playing and stared at the trees." She lost herself in the memory.

"Look Eva a monster," a wide eyed Joey pointed.

"Don't be silly, there aren't such things," a nine year old Eva giggled, placing her hands firmly upon her hips, the way her mother always did.

"Oh yeah! Well it looks like a giant dog!" protested the 5 yr old boy. A loud growl came from where the little boy was pointing.

Eva slowly crept towards the trees. The silhouette of the beast came into her view; she gasped and began edging backwards slowly.

"Mommy," Eva whined. Her mother, Maria had been snoozing in the deckchair and awoke with a start. She saw the look of fear on her daughter's face, and rushed to her side.

"Eva sweetheart, what's wrong?" cooed Maria, sweeping her daughter's hair from her face. Eva's bottom lip began to tremble and she pointed in the direction of the beast.

"Oh god!" she gathered up Joey and grabbed her daughter's hand; slowly she began to edge backwards. The beast was too close to the cabin; her only chance was to lose it in the trees. A long howl erupted from the animal, and it bounded into the clearing, saliva drooled from it's lips, and a quick growl introduced the sharp yellow teeth filling its mouth. Its grey fur was matted and dirty, and its claws were ragged and unkempt. The large dog pawed at the ground and took off. Maria ran and ran with her children, she was a short way in front of the animal after them, so she set her children down in front of her.

Cupping both her children's faces she spoke, "Eva, I need you to take your brother and run as fast as you ever have, pretend it's a race at school." Joey broke in.

"Eva run's really fast doesn't she mommy," the young boy smiled.

"Of course she does." Maria tried desperately to hide the tears stinging her eyes.

"What about you mommy?" Eva's older mind wasn't as naïve as her brother's.

"Oh, don't you worry about me sweetheart, I'll be just fine, but I want you to know something." She paused. "I love you very very much, and I always will, and no matter what happens I want you to remember that, can you do that for me?" Both her children nodded in unison, she stared at them for a moment before pulling them both into a tight embrace, she breathed in and bit her lip as she remembered how beautiful they both smelled, only the way a child could. She did her best to blink back the tears, but they continued to fall. She let go preparing to leave.

Tommy threw his little arms around his mommy's neck and whispered in her ear, "Don't cry mommy, I love you too." She planted a final kiss on her children's heads. Another howl came from the trees behind them and Maria knew she didn't have much time. She ushered her children away, but before Eva left she mouthed the words 'I love you mommy,' and was answered with a blown kiss. Maria turned away from her children and began walking in the direction of the werewolf, tears now flowing freely down her cheeks as she prayed for her children's lives, knowing she would never see them again. Eva grabbed her little brother's tiny hand and ran as she had never done before. A scream tore through the trees. She clung to her brother's hand a little tighter and continued running.

Eva knew they were lost; she had never been this far into the woods before, her mommy said she wasn't allowed. Daddy would get real angry if she did. They came to a small opening and Eva clutched at the stitch in her ribs, Joey had become tired so she had picked him up and ran with him until they got here. Feeling how windy it was she took off her pink cardigan and draped it around her little brother's shoulders. Making sure Joey was comfortable, she ventured a little way off. The clearing branched off to a steep cliff outlining the river; Eva shuddered and rejoined her brother.

"Eva…I'm scared." She picked little Joey up and placed him in her lap. Pulling the cardigan round his shoulders a little tighter, she kissed him on the forehead the way their mommy had just done, and told him everything would be okay. Darkness was beginning to fall and Eva prayed her daddy would come find them soon. A twig snapping a few metres behind them, bought her back from her thoughts. Her head shot round to meet the cold eyes of the werewolf once again. She screamed and set off at a run, tugging Joey along behind her. They came to an abrupt halt at the cliff edge.

Eva whirled around, stepping in front of her younger brother. Tears fell down her face and she wished her mother was here. The werewolf crept closer, a low growl calling to its prey. Eva took a quick glance over the edge, there only chance was a small ledge a little way down. Reciting a quick prayer, she picked up Joey, hugging him close and jumped.

Time slowed as they fell, air whizzed by Eva's ears, silencing Joey's screams. The ledge came rushing up to meet her and she screamed as her ankle shot upwards. Joey had managed to fall on top of her; at least she had that to be thankful for.

"Eva?"

"Yes Joey?"

"Does your ankle hurt?"

"Yes Joey, it does." Eva took a quick peek to see that the bone had jutted out of the skin and her ankle was losing a steady flow of blood. She bit her lip as a new wave of tears met her eyes, praying once more for her Daddy. Joey hugged her tighter, crying along with her. She looked up to see the wolf glaring at them from the cliff edge; she smirked lightly, knowing they were safe for now.

A small popping noise caught her attention.

Without warning a large section of the ledge began breaking, Eva watched in slow motion as Joey began sliding away from her, his eyes wide with shock. Her hands shot out clasping him around the wrists, and Joey screamed as the ledge fell away beneath him. Eva, ignoring the pain in her ankle did her best to pull her brother upwards, but only managed to make her hands sweatier. Joey's feet dangled wildly, as he screamed, tears staining his rosy cheeks. The look of terror on his face sparked Eva to tighten her grip and heave him upwards.

She hadn't expected his hand to slip from her grasp; his weight yanked on her other arm, a yelp escaped her lips. God her hands were so sweaty. She gripped his arm with both hands but he slipped further.

"Eva!" Joey screamed. The pain in her arms was excruciating but she did her best to hold tight.

"Joey…stop moving!" she wheezed.

Then it happened.

In a split second she'd lost her grip. She watched in slow motion as Joey's arms and legs flung about, a scream tearing from his mouth.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Eva yelled. He became smaller and smaller, and she screamed as he hit the icy cold waters below.

"I never stopped saying his name until they found me," Eva finished. Tears slipped from her eyes and she brushed them away as quickly as they'd appeared.

"When did they find you?" Dean asked.

"Two days later….so I'm told, I don't really remember that part."

"I'm so sorry." Dean didn't know what to say.

"It's fine, I've still got my dad, and we're really close. I'll just…I dunno…When he fell, I'll never get his face out of my head…ever."

"You were nine years old Eva, you couldn't have done anything."

"I could have held on," she replied, staring out the window. It had become dark by now, and she saw her reflection in the window. Dean went to speak when Sam walked through the door.

"Aww come on, its been five hours!" whined Sam, noticing that they hadn't finished.

Eva smiled, "It's fine Sam." They were interrupted once again by the sound of Eva's phone ringing.

"Hello"

"Hiya Eva, its Rob, erm me and the family are back, we were just wondering if the house is okay now…if not we'll stay in a motel or something."

"Oh no it's fine now, if there's anymore trouble just give me a ring okay?"

"You don't know how much this means, thank you."

"Your welcome, and give my love to Sandra and the babies. Yup. Bye" She hung up.

Time passed as the three relayed hunting stories, showing off their war wounds like badges of honour, laughing at each other's close scrapes. Eva groaned as her phone rang once again.

"Hello," she moaned.

"Eva! Eva help us!"