Bobby and Kevin moved. Angels had died there, after all, and the idea of safety in numbers was becoming more and more of a requirement. Kevin and Bobby could both survive on their own, but it wasn't just them on their own anymore. They couldn't ignore that the rest of the world still existed. They couldn't ignore the civilians that were still there.

That was what Bobby and Kevin became – soldiers. Kevin wasn't the best soldier, but he was better than no soldier. Bobby was the leader, though. He was a stubborn, grumpy, surly, natural-born leader. And he could be kind.

He could be so kind to people.

It was strange, watching it. He'd seen the man be nice once or twice before, sure. Here, have the last can of fruit. I'll trade off watches with you. Little things that just showed Kevin that the man didn't necessarily hate him anymore, but was actually just a little more comfortable with him.

But he hadn't seen anything from Bobby Singer that he would truly consider as kind in the sense that it was extremely different from his normal gruff demeanor. Not until after they met up with the Harvelles.

There were three of them. They were a family. They were actually the reason that Bobby and Kevin left.

They came with banging on the door. Bobby was out. Kevin was in the living room, doing more research. The noise at the door woke him from what he called his study-trance, though.

"BOBBY!" A woman shouted. Not Kai. An older woman, with urgency in her voice. "BOBBY SINGER, GET YOUR ASS TO THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW!"

Kevin prepped himself with his gun, taking hesitant steps towards the door. He threw it open and saw three people. A tall, bulky man that looked like a slightly younger an angrier Bobby. A woman, about Kevin's size, that looked around Bobby's age as well. She was in the forefront of the group, and had short light brown hair. The final person was another woman, maybe a little older than Kevin. She was just a little shorter than Kevin. Her hair was a dark blonde, like the man's.

"Who're you?" The woman in front asked. She sounded angry and stubborn and like a female Bobby. "Where's Bobby?"

"Who are you?" Kevin replied.

"I'm Ellen Harvelle, now where the hell is Bobby!" She demanded, pushing her way inside. The other two followed. "Bobby!" She shouted.

"He's not here." Kevin finally said. "He… He's out. He's out on a food run. He'll be back in a day or two."

"Great. We'll wait here then." Ellen decided. "Jo, Bill, take a seat. We'll wait till Bobby gets back."

And that was how Kevin met the Harvelles.

Bobby was back three days later, in fact, with enough food to get the two of them through another four months. Good scavenging run. Lucky scavenging run, in fact.

With the Harvelles added to their numbers, this new stash would maybe get the five of them through one and a half; two if they rationed carefully. That didn't account for their water supplies.

Bobby looked around the room in surprise for a moment. "Ellen. Bill. Jo." He greeted. "Special occasion?" He glanced over at Kevin with an eyebrow raised. Kevin just shrugged. None of them had really said much to each other while they were here. The Harvelles didn't trust Kevin much. Kevin didn't trust them much. But they all trusted Bobby.

"Bobby, we need to talk." Bill said.

"Alright." He agreed. Bobby glanced over at Kevin. He hoisted the bag off of his shoulder, handing it to the younger man. "Here. Mind putting these away into storage?"

"Sure." Kevin took the bag from him. He headed over to what used to be the kitchen, able to hear bits and pieces of the conversation between Bobby and the Harvelles.

"When did you all get here?"

"Three days ago." Ellen answered. Bobby didn't say anything for a moment.

"Were you there?" He asked. I didn't know where there was, but it didn't sound good.

"Yeah." She said. "It's gone, Bobby."

"How many made it out?"

"We don't know. We…" She paused for a minute. "Bobby, we're not even quite certain how we got out."

"What do you mean?"

"There was a figure!" Jo piped up.

"Joanna Beth stay quiet."

"No. I'm done staying quiet about this!" Jo argued. "I swear, I saw someone. Someone that was fighting angels and saving people."

"What you saw couldn't have been real!" Bill finally argued. His voice bellowed angrily. There was a tense silence for a moment. "I'm sorry. But nobody can just use knives and kill angels. Nobody can set an angel on fire. It's bullets or running, and you know that."

Kevin stilled at those words. He didn't bother tuning into the rest of the conversation. All he could think of was Kai. She used angelic blades to kill angels. She actually could light one on fire with one of her cocktails. She could've been there.

Kevin ran out from the storeroom. "What town?" He asked, looking straight at Jo. "Did you get a look at her? Did you see her?"

"Who?" Ellen asked.

"Kevin, stop." Bobby ordered. Jo answered anyways.

"Not well, but I knew it was a girl." She said. "She had a grey cloak thing, but her hair kinda slipped through. It was long and brown. Her hands were thinner too, thinner than most guy hands." That sounded correct. It sounded like her.

"Who in the hell are you talking about?" Ellen asked again. She sounded exasperated.

"The girl! The one that killed the angels!" Jo sounded triumphant. "She's real! I know it!" She looked around the room, smiling. Ellen looked from Kevin to Bobby.

"What's going on?" She asked. Bobby let out a sigh.

"There's a girl we've been trying to find." He started. "It… It's a long story. Why don't we all sit down?"

So, the five of them sat and talked. Jo looked more triumphant at each sentence from Bobby and Kevin. Bill looked troubled at it all. Ellen just looked concerned.

"Alright, let me take a moment to summarize all of this real quick." Ellen said. "You," she pointed at Kevin. "Met this girl twice, went looking, and found him," she pointed at Bobby.

"Yes." Kevin said.

"And you two worked together to try and find her."

"Yes." Bobby agreed.

"And she ended up killing two halos to find you two?"

"Yes."

"Then dropped some information that we'll get back to later, and vanished into thin air pretty much?"

"That's the short of it." Bobby confirmed.

"And you're supposed to be some sort of prophet?" Bill asked Kevin. Kevin nodded.

"Yeah, that's what Kai said." Kevin agreed. There was a heavy silence in the room for a few moments.

"I told you she was real." Jo muttered again.

"Bobby, why didn't you tell us sooner?!" She asked.

"I asked ya'll for help finding this girl a while back." He pointed out. Ellen looked as though she'd been told that angels were nice.

"You didn't tell me that she could kill angels!" She argued. "You didn't tell me the rest of this!"

"I didn't want to worry you guys."

"That's bullshit, Bobby, and you know it!" She shouted.

"Ellen, calm down." Bill said firmly.

"Calm down? How can you be calm?!" She sounded extremely unhappy. Jo glanced over at Kevin, and cocked her head towards the door. The message was clear.

They slipped out quietly, leaving the others to argue. Once they were outside, Jo gripped Kevin's shoulders tightly.

"I saw her disappear." She told him quickly.

"What?"

"You said that she left and disappeared. She was injured. She couldn't have made it that far. But you guys never saw her again."

"Yeah."

"I saw her do it too."

"You saw her do it?"

"Yeah." She looked away for a moment. "I didn't tell my mom about that. At first when she did that…" She pursed her lips. "Not a lot of things can kill an angel. When she had blades in her hands, I thought she was another angel. I thought she was a good one."

"Good angels don't exist." Kevin reminded her.

"I know. That's why I never told mom or dad." She thought for a few moments.

"Jo, do you know how she disappeared?" Kevin asked. "Do you know where she went?"

"I don't know where she went." Jo explained. "Hell, I don't even know how she got to the Roadhouse in the first place." Shit. The Roadhouse had been a nice sanctuary. It was indoors, it was warded up to the nines. Angels hadn't gone near it before.

Not until now.

"I'm sorry." Kevin said.

"It's… It's OK." Jo replied. "Because I… I think I know how she disappeared."

"What?"

"I saw her reach up before she did." Jo said, pantomiming the movement. She reached towards her neck. "I couldn't see what she had grabbed, but I know her hand came up to her neck. A few seconds later, she was gone." Kevin thought back. Had there been something around her neck?

It had been too long. He didn't remember seeing anything. Ever.

"Is there anything else you remember?" He asked. "Anything? Even the smallest thing?" Jo nodded.

"There was writing, on the inside of her cloak." She said. "I saw it for just a minute. It looked like wardings." Smart. Absolutely smart. What the wardings were for, he wouldn't know without seeing them. But still, it was smart.

"Good." Kevin nodded. "Was there anything else?"

"They recognized her." Jo replied solemnly. "I watched her kill an angel. It saw her face. It recognized her. It…" She shook her head. "It wanted to capture her for information. It saw something on her it recognized."

Before they could say more, Kevin and Jo were called back inside. If angels were hitting their sanctuaries, then people would need help. They might even have more information. So the five of them packed up the supplies, and headed east. There was a Hooverville under cover of trees, very well guarded. It would be a good place to start.

Kevin couldn't help but do one more thing before they left, though. In case she came back here.

He took a piece of paper and a pencil.

I know you were at Street Home.

See you in the treeroots.

-Fortune Teller

He hid it on the couch, in between the cushions.

He just hoped she understood.