The ten, almost eleven year old held her bleeding hand over the bowl and waited. After about ten seconds she began to become agitated. She sighed and pressed her fist closed and more of the red liquid fell into the plastic before it stopped completely. Violet pulled it away and looked at it, only to find that the cut had healed itself. She was hoping that it would last a little longer because of the lack of sunlight but it looked like that wasn't what her powers had in mind.

"Where the hell am I?" Violet's head shot up and looked at the woman who was standing about six feet in front of her. She was wearing a mesh dress with what looked to be dark blue sting bikini that showed a lot more then it covered underneath. The cover came down to mid thigh and had a slit that started just below her arms and went over her shoulder in a spaghetti strap.

Her skin was completely clear had a nice tan to it, like she's been out in the sun for an extended amount of time. Her left had was decorated with two rings on her ring finger that gave away her marital states. Her hair was the same color as Violet's but it was far more tamed then her own. Each stranded was perfectly curled without a trace of frizz. Her emerald green eyes showing just as much confusion as Violet felt.

"Who are you?" Violet questioned, slowly standing up from where she was kneeling. The wolf was growling but it sounded confused. The woman looked at the dog and frowned, she put her hand on her hip and raised one eyebrow.

"I don't know who you think you're growling at." She said with a hint of disbelief. The wolf stopped abruptly and moved slowly towards her. Smelling the scent she gave off. The same scent that the ten year old had. As he moved her stepped in front of Violet in a protective manner. The movement brought the woman's attention to the younger girl. "Well….isn't this just great."

The woman had a firm grip on Violet's wrist as she lead her from the trees. "This is why you shouldn't do magic on your own." She told the child softly. Violet looked down at the ground and did her best to keep from crying. Her father was going to be so angry at her. She didn't know what the spell was going to do but she didn't think that it would summon herself from the future.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize to yourself honey, it's weird. Everything is going to be fine." Violet told her in a soothing voice. The wolf was trailing behind them at the somewhat close pace. Future Violet didn't seemed to need to be led back out of the brush. She walked over roots and branches without even having to look down. When they got to the edge the wolf stayed in the trees and both girls left them. Dean and Sam were speaking in a panic behind the Impala. Dean was close to yelling when the girls got within hearing range.

"….How could she just…." As he was saying it he heard them approaching. He turned around and Violet could see the panic flood away and be completely replaced with relief. He scooped the child up in his arms without even noticing the extra person. She didn't fly over Sam's head though.

"Who are you?" He questioned. Future Violet saw his hand twitch slightly to his gun and she rolled her eyes. Some things never change. Sam's question brought Dean out of his worried thoughts and he too noticed the strange women. Her clothes, or lack there of didn't escape him either. Her smiled slightly and it made her want to throw up all over him.

"Don't hit on me, that's," a violent shiver moved up and down her body, "disgusting." Dean frowned. "She summoned me." Violet gestured to Violet. Dean looked to his daughter. "From the future." She added, hoping that he father would piece together to the information and she wouldn't have to spell it out for him. She looked to her uncle and saw that he got where she was going. Dean still looked confused and Violet sighed, she looked to her younger self and nodded for her to do the talking.

"I'm sorry Daddy. I wanted to do the spell." She said in a very innocent voice. Older Violet smiled at the tone, it was one that she still used on Dean whenever she thought it would work. It almost always did. "I didn't know it would do this."

"You did the spell? Who?" He looked at future Violet and then at his daughter and back again. Older Violet crossed her arms underneath her chest and let out an exasperated sigh. She didn't want to be here. She would much rather go back to her honeymoon and finish her fun there. But even her past self was cock-blocking her.

Before Dean could ask anymore questions, Sam piped up.

"Dean….I think this is Violet, Violet from a different time." Dean's eyes narrowed in confusion. "I think the spell brought her back." Dean looked between the two girls before they finally rested back on his brother.

"I hate time travel."

"Yeah, you and me both. Can we please go inside. It's chilly out here."

Dean gave older Violet a shirt to put on over her swim suit and she happily traded the mesh covering for. Violet from this time was sitting on the bed with her arms crossed over her chest and wasn't really looking at anyone. Dean chewed her out for outright disobeying him. She wasn't happy with herself or anyone else in the room. Sam was on his laptop trying to find a way to send future Violet back home and Dean went out to get some food for everyone.

"So you don't know any spells that could send you back?" Sam asked her for what felt like the hundredth time.

"If I knew one then why wouldn't I share it with the class?" She questioned in a manner that was so thick with sarcasm that he almost told her to turn it down a few notches. She could tell this he didn't appreciate her tone but at the same time she felt no remorse for it. She had fought tooth and nail to go on this vacation and made her father and uncle from her time promise not to interrupt it. Not even if one of them died because she knew that it wouldn't stick. The fact that she herself had messed it up for her was more then upsetting.

Dean came back inside with two large bags filled with takeout. He set it on the table between Big Violet and Sam before dishing out what belonged to who. He gave small Violet a box of what seemed to be a hamburger and fries, he gave the older Violet the exact same thing.

"I didn't know if your….tastes changed so I got the same thing as…..you." He shook his head and gave his brother his food.

"Nope, I still like it." She assured him and began eating. Dean went and sat next to the kid and ruffled her hair.

"Now you understand why I don't want you messing around with things that we don't understand." He told her softly. He had time time cool down while he went out to get food. Violet looked up at him and Dean could tell that he might have been a little hard on her before. He looked over at older Violet who still looked pretty angry.

"You two figure out a way to get you back?" He questioned, wrapping his arm around younger her. She snorted and shrugged.

"The book doesn't have a way to reverse the spell and uncle Sam hasn't found anything remotely helpful on this dinosaur of a computer."

"It's not a dinosaur." Sam said defensively, "this is a brand new computer!"

"Yeah, new in 2005." She wrinkled her nose but then laughed. "I remember when you threw it out because Dad had gotten a virus on it from one to many por- no no sites." Sam's head snapped to Dean's face and gave him a dark look.

"You're not touching my computer." He told his brother. Dean looked to her and shook his head.

"You always rat me out in the future?"

"In my defense, in the future he knew about it." She shrugged, crossing her legs and leaning back in her chair. "I can't be held responsible for whatever comes out of my mouth that the other hasn't come clean about yet. As you can see," she gestured to her younger self, "I am still a child here and all my memories are jumbled up into one big ball so what I remember or don't remember doesn't really have a precise timeline." She explained. Sam nodded in what looked to be understanding. Dean was still having a hard time wrapping his mind around the fact that his daughter had summoned his daughter from the future. So now he technically had two daughter that had the same name. No, he shook his head, their the same person. One is just significantly older then the other.

"Where, I mean when are you from?" Dean asked. Older Violet thought about the answer. She didn't want to give to much away because it could change the future. As much as she wanted to switch a few things around and stop the Apocalypse from happening the few times it dose, she was pretty content with the way things are. They may have had a few rough times but they were in a good place where she came from and she didn't want to fuck it up.

"I think it's better if I kept that to myself. There's no need to mess up a good thing." Neither brother quite understood what she said but the way she said it meant that the conversation was more then over.

Dean spent the rest of the night comparing her and younger her. They both looked very similar, not that he was expecting different, older her just looked like she was more mature in more then just a mental way. There wasn't any way that he could deny that she grew into a woman's body and walked and talked like one.

She was full grown and she knew it. There was something in her eyes that told him she's seen some bad things, that he wasn't able to protect her from something and it cut her deep. He wanted to ask her what it was, wanted to know now so he could keep that haunted look from taking refuge in her eyes like it has.

His Violet had passed out for her night time and older her had found the brother beer and was happily taking it off their hands. Sam gave up looking for a spell and got in the shower. Older Violet had attempted to use the computer and look herself but it only took her about ten minuets to get angry at it and slam the screen down.

"Is it really that old?" Dean asked her in amusement. She looked at him sharply, and it was then that he noticed the two rings on her fingers. An engagement ring that was accompanied by a wedding ring. "You're married?" There was a bit of alarm in his voice and it sounded strained. The thought of his ten year old being married made him want to throw up and drink a liquor store. He was having a hard time separating both Violet and Violet. She glanced down at the rings and tilted her head to the side.

"I am."