I do not own Supernatural, it belongs to Eric Kripke.
I do own Angelina and all the other characters that don't belong in the series.
Thank you to tvj12 for becoming my beta and for everyone else for reviewing. Sorry about being so long since I last updated. I've just been really busy.
Sam and Dean drove up to the crime scene hoping to get something out of it.
"I dunno man, I don't feel comfortable with her tagging along," Sam said uneasily, voicing his concerns. He knew that Dean would snap at him for saying this, but he needed to tell his brother how he felt.
"Dude, you were all for it when she mentioned foster care," Dean said, pausing to look at his brother with shock in his eyes. He wasn't too hot with the thought of a sixteen year old girl tagging along with them either, but she was his daughter. And even though Dean hadn't heard from Ava for all those years, he still felt a small connection to Ava that extended to Angelina.
"I know," Sam admitted. "But I was just thinking that maybe we should've gotten two rooms, one for her and one for us. It'll be really uncomfortable with the three of us crammed into one room."
"We'll talk about this later," Dean said firmly as they approached the crime scene. It was an apartment that they had to break in to, but that wasn't something they were shy about considering they had done it so many times they had lost count.
"Fine," Sam said as Dean started picking the lock. "It's open," Sam pushed open the door and stepped inside ignoring Dean's look of annoyance.
"That was stupid," Dean muttered as he also stepped inside. "Oh my god!" he muttered as he took in the apartment. The whole house was so neat that there wasn't even a speck of dust. Dean would bet all of his money on the fact that everything was in alphabetical order.
"I know," Sam agreed. He liked things ordered, but he wasn't this much of a neat-freak.
"So what do we think it was?" Dean asked as they looked around the apartment. The pristine white carpet in the living room was stained with dark red blood.
"I'm thinking ghost," Sam answered. "There was evidence that a female around the age of the victim was killed about twenty years ago."
"Why come back now though?" Dean asked.
"Who knows," Sam shrugged. "How do we deal with the ghost of a teenage girl?"
"You're the expert Sammy," Dean said. "You dated Jessica for a while."
"That doesn't make me an expert Dean," Sam sighed trying not to get impatient with his older brother.
"In my book it does," Dean smirked. "We can't get much more from this place at the moment. We need to see the body,"
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Angelina sat on the edge of the bed, she had given up on sketching an hour ago. She was really worried about her friends, how they would cope without her because she was the brains of the group. She had gotten several texts from her friends and she explained in each text -patiently- how she had decided to live with her father so that she didn't have to go into foster care. She would do anything to avoid foster care as one of her friends was in foster care and she hated it.
Her phone rang for a tenth time and when she picked it up she saw it was Ruby calling.
"Hey Rubes," she grinned even though she knew Ruby couldn't see her. Actually talking to one of her friends was better than just texting them. She really needed company while her dad and uncle were working the case but it was impossible to ask Ruby to come to Louisville Kentucky just for a day or two -depending on how long it took for Dean and Sam to close this case- and then go home again when Angelina left.
"How're you doing sweetie?" Ruby's concerned voice floated through the phone, comforting Angelina.
"It's hard Rubes," Angelina confessed. "I thought it would be easy to drop everything, leave with my dad and forget about what happened to Mum—forget about everything—but it's not."
"Of course it's not, Ange," Ruby said patiently. "Trust me, I've tried." Angelina giggled, remembering the time that Ruby ran away from home being a 'rebel' as she called it, and came back within a week.
"I just miss everyone so much. Not as much as I miss Mum, but I do miss everyone; you and my friends the most."
"I know, Ange, I know," Ruby replied. "But if you're dad loves you, he will try and help you through it. From what you told me in that text you sent, you don't think he knows much about looking after children or how to be a dad."
"So what do I do?" Angelina was at a loss, she didn't know exactly what Ruby was getting at. "I don't know how to be a dad."
"I know you don't sweetie," Ruby chuckled. "You just need to show him you love him, you need to show him that it's alright to make mistakes and that this is a learning curve for you as well. You told me that he protected his brother like crazy, that family is important to him, right?"
"Yeah..." Angelina said slowly.
"That means that no matter what he will never let anything happen to you," Ruby stated, and Angelina felt a smile creep onto her face.
"I miss you," Angelina whispered, that smile slowly fading as she realized that she was all alone with no girlfriends to talk to, to gossip with.
"I miss you too Ange, we all do, but we understand why you left with him. It was so you didn't have to grow up like Taylah, and she understands as well. You call me when you need to talk, my phone will always be on and I will always be ready to talk to you no matter what," Ruby said softly.
"Thanks Rubes," Angelina said, that grin returning to her face knowing that she had such a good friend in Ruby. "I'll be sure to take you up on that."
"No worries, bye sweetie," Ruby said before disconnecting, and Angelina was listening to a dial tone. After talking to Ruby she felt so much better. She knew she would have to try to help her dad through this; after all, they were both new at it.