AN: Okay, not exactly the happiest with this chapter. This is mostly a flashback chapter which explain how Aurora came to live at Bobby's, and get started hunting with Sam and Dean. This chapter and the next are mainly fillers, but they give a small background to Aurora.

YES I'M SORRY IT'S A BORING CHAPTER.

Flashback

Dean and Sam were sitting in another dingy motel in Illinois. They decided to stay one last night after they had Sam's wrist looked at. They were only visiting their mothers grave, but stumbled upon a case involving a zombie gone horribly wrong.

Dean was flipping through TV channels, while Sam was on his laptop looking for another case. He was looking through missing persons reports, when he came across a familiar looking girl.

"Hey Dean, check this out. 'Family of four brutally murdered' It goes on to say that three of the four family members where found ripped to shreds in their own beds, with the last member missing." Sam looked over to Dean, who looked less than interested.

"Yeah, okay, run of the mill crazy guy murdered the family and then kidnapped the witness."

"Not quite, we know the missing kid. In fact, she's at Bobby's right now." That caught Dean's attention. He sat up straight and looked at Sam.

"No way. Aurora?"

"Our very own. How much do you wanna bet that the demon who possessed her, also killed the family?"

"Not much. Hell, how are we gonna tell her? 'Hey, you were possessed by a demon, and you ripped your family apart?' No, no way." Dean turned back to the TV.

"Bobby will tell her. He said that she's easing into living there. She makes him breakfast, and she tries to avoid him. He said that she could've left by now, but she hasn't. I guess that makes him more able to tell her, don't you think?"

One of the many phones on Bobby's wall was ringing. Aurora looked closely, trying to figure out which one it was. Picking one up randomly, all she heard was a dial tone, and a phone ringing. Frustrated, she slammed the phone back on the hook, and tried a different phone. Same result.

Bobby came around the corner to answer the phone, and saw her staring intently at the phones. How was he going to explain that he has phones labelled 'F.B.I' and 'C.D.C'? He reached up, and picked up the home phone, watching her. She jumped slightly when she saw his arm, and tried her best to hold back her hunter instincts. But failed. Grabbing his wrist, she twisted it around to his back, and wrapped her other arm around his neck.

"Aurora, calm down, it's just me."

When she realized what she had done, Aurora let go and took a few steps back.

"Bobby, I'm sorry."

He eyed her, and nodded towards the table. "Go sit, we need to have a talk." She complied, although her heart was racing. Was she in trouble? Was he going to kill her? She knew hunters that killed people.

"Hello?" Bobby answered the phone, watching Aurora as she walked to the nearest chair.

"Bobby? It's Sam. Listen, we have a problem." Sam sounded worried, and Bobby could hear a TV in the background.

"I'm listening."

"Dean, turn it down, I'm talking to Bobby."

"Shut it, Sammy, I can't hear the TV."

Bobby heard what he assumed to be a door closing. He just guessed Sam went outside.

"Okay, Bobby?"

"Still here. Haven't died yet." Bobby walked over to his desk and poured himself a drink.

"Well, it's about Aurora. She can't go back. And we're officially kidnappers."

"What do you mean 'she can't go back?'"

At this point Aurora moves closer to the doorway to hear him better. What did he mean, she can't go back? Did he mean me?

"Her family is gone Bobby. Slaughtered in their own beds. The day we found her."

Bobby stayed silent for a moment. This is own hunters are born, and he'd be damned if she became one.

"Are you absolutely sure that's her family?" Bobby emptied the contents of his glass.

Aurora's heart dropped. Was he talking about her family? What were they doing to her family? Is her family okay?

"The Barkers. Keith and Julie Barker, with their children Wyatt and Aurora. Bobby, you have to tell her."

"Like hell I'm gonna tell her."

"Tell me what?" Aurora walked into the living room with her arms crossed, on the verge of tears.

"Oh balls." Bobby rolled his eyes and poured himself another drink. "Sam, I'll call you boys later," and he hung up.

Aurora stayed in the doorway, and watched as he emptied the contents of another drink. He had no clue how to tell her, and he certainly wasn't a fan of crying teenage girls. Let alone emotional moments. Bobby poured two more drinks and offered her one.

"I'm underage." She stated flatly.

"And I doubt that has stopped you before." He held out the drink. Watching as she slowly stepped forward, and as she hesitantly took the drink, Bobby was wondering how the hell he was gonna break it the kid.

"Might wanna sit down. We have a few things to talk about. First, why the hell did you attack me? Where did you learn to do that?" He took a sip out of his glass. Aurora froze. She knew he'd ask about that. Sighing, she sat down on the couch and chugged the contents of the glass.

"Well, no use hiding it anymore. I'm a born and raised hunter. You startled me, and my instincts took over. Even if I wasn't a hunter, you should learn to hide your materials better. Seriously, demonology books out and open in a room you know I clean up every morning? And the weapons. Yeah, I found those too. You're lucky I didn't think you were just a crazy old drunk and shiv your ass." Aurora shrugged as if it were no big deal. She wasn't about to show fear, not even to another hunter who took her in so she could heal.

Bobby just stared at her. He should've guessed. Now that he thinks about it, it's pretty obvious that she's a hunter. She never questioned his many phone lines. She never questioned his choice of books, or even his research notes. Not even the random cans of salt laying around in random rooms. Hell, not even the safe room in the basement.

"You're a hunter? Prove it."

"Now how the hell do I prove that? It's not like I wear a necklace with the teeth of everything I've killed."

"Don't be stupid. How do you kill a werewolf?"

"The cliche way. Silver to the heart." Aurora smiled slightly. It's been a while since anyone quizzed her on lore and such.

"Wendigo?"

"Fire."

"Vampire?"

"Decapitation."

That went on for a good ten minutes, Bobby having more fun than he should. He was convinced she was a hunter right off the bat. Better safe than sorry. Aurora answered all the questions correctly without hesitation.

"So, what was the phone call about?" She looked up to Bobby, frowning when she saw him frown. "Everyone's okay... right? Bobby?"

"Aurora..." Bobby started, but honestly didn't know how to break it to her.

"Rory. Everyone calls me Rory."

"...Rory. Believe me when I say I'm going to strangle those two idjits for making me say this. You're family, they're gone."

Her heart dropped. It felt like time froze, and she couldn't breathe. All thoughts slowed to a stop. Everything she knew how to do, was wiped clean from her mind. She couldn't form words, thoughts or even make out what she was looking at.

"Gone... as in... they're not on another roadtrip?" Aurora managed to croak out. Tears were breaking down defences.

"I'm sorry, Kiddo."

End Flashback

(Aurora's POV)

That memory keeps replaying in my head. It's been a month since Bobby told me that. Right after he broke the news to me, he offered to take me in, since I have no where to go. I remember crying when he asked me to stay there. Bobby said he'd take care of me as if I were his own, and that made me cry harder. I think it made him uncomfortable. I accepted his offer, and thanked him.

It's been a month since I found out they died. The house is still there, and I have to go back eventually to claim everything before it's auctioned off. Bobby also offered to take me there, to get my clothes, a few pictures, and to deal with the house.

It's time to move on. Time to get back on track with my old life, but with a new family.