"Abbygale? Winchester?" Dean questioned. He looked at her curiously.

"Yeah. How did you know that?" Abbygale said, as she began to move into a sitting position and directing her attention to Dean.

"Your name was in the newspaper as a missing person along with three other people. Your last sighting was here so we decided to see if you guys needed help." Sam replied.

"Who are you guys anyway? Are you cops?" Abbygale questioned in a confused tone. She was clueless to why these random dudes happened to rescue her.

"I'm Sam and this is my brother Dean. We aren't cops, that's for sure. Not to be weird or anything."

"Our last name is Winchester, just like yours." Dean added, "It's kind of ironic that we happened to rescue you when we did, because we were curious as to your family relations."

"I live with only my mom. Her name is Carlee Campbell if that rings a bell at all. She always told me that my dad died before I was born. She never told me his name. Only that he was always going on these great adventures and things like that."

"Interesting." Dean said as he shared a quick glance to Sam. Abbygale caught what they were doing and piped up to speak once more.

"So, you guys think that we may be related somehow?" she questioned.

'That is our idea, yes." Sam sighed. "Abbygale, may we speak with your mother?"

"I-I guess?" She said cautiously. "You're not going to murder us, right?"

"No, I promise we won't." Sam said in a serious tone.

"Here's what I vote we do." Dean said. "Abbygale, call your mother on my phone to let her know you're okay, that a couple police officers found you and they want her here right away."

"But I thought you guys weren't cops?" Abbygale said.

"Just go with it," Sam said reassuringly. "I promise it will all work out and you will get to go home."

"My friends are still in there." Abbygale said, looking up at the spooky building. She shivered and then continued, "Can you guys find them?"

"We will find them. We just need time to get a plan." Sam replied.

"A plan? You guys act like you do this for a living or something." Abbygale chuckled.

"Well, you're not wrong." Dean said. "We hunt supernatural beings for a living."

Abbygale snorted in amusement. "Are you serious? So you hunt like Vampires and shit like that? They aren't even real!"

"Oh yes they are. They're much scarier than what you've read in Twilight too, sweetheart." Dean said matter-of-factly.

"I've never read that piece of junk book series, actually." Abbygale retaliated. Dean chuckled in response.

"Smart girl."