Strange Things Did Happen

The second enemy

"To be honest, I'm not sure." Haley responded, furrowing her eyebrows as she realized that she never knew what species she was.

"You're not sure? How are you not sure?" Dean stared at her weirdly, as if she were lying. Sam, meanwhile, took out his computer, putting it on the table and opening it, fingers flying over the keyboard and lightly tapping the desired keys.

"I just dont. I was never told. If you were born and raised in Purgatory with no books or way of getting information, always left out in conversations, never told anything, never spoken to and rarely spoke theres probably a low chance you know what you are." She responded, scratching behind her ear to get rid of an itch.

"Good point... What does purgatory even look like?" His green eyes flicked around to glance around the room while he waited for a response.

"In my opinion, horrid.. I don't wish to talk about it. Next question." Haley closed her eyes, trying to fight away all the memories of Purgatory. All the things that were done. All the things that were said. All the things she had to do. All the things she had to watch. Everything that she went through.

She didn't notice, but she started to shake. Kat walked back inside,

"What's wrong with Haley?" she asked, shutting the door.

Dean stopped looking around and looked at her, "I don't know. I didn't notice." He gently poked her leg, making her stop shaking almost immediately. She looked up at him, pupils a bit smaller than they normally were, "What's wrong, shrimp?"

"Nothing- It's nothing... Just remembering things I prefer I wouldn't. Just please, move onto the next question so I can forget." She sounded almost as if she were pleading for him to move on.

"...Alright. So ans-"

"Holy-- What the hell?!" Sam backed away from his computer, which was smoking and making an odd 'tzzchh' sound. Haley rushed over, hesitating before picking up the computer, staring at the screen closely then closing it and slamming it onto her knee, breaking it in two. She dropped the peices.

"What was that?"

"My aunt. Of course." She replied blankly, her expression matching her voice.

"What was she doing in my computer?"

"She knows I'm with you, and apparently she knows where we are. It's not safe here anymore. We need to leave. She'll be here soon, and she'll try to kill me, as well as anything or anyone around me in the process."

"....Are you sure?"

"Posotive. I kmow what I'm talking about, and I beleive I've proven you can trust me." She justified, "Now... I'd be putting my things together but I don't have anything. I'll wait outside. Please hurry." She walked outside, and waited, Castiel following since he had no belongings either. When the other three came out, they checked out and all piled into the car, Dean mumbling about somebody else needing to get a car as well.

As they drove off, Haley looked back. She didn't look back foreward until they reached their destination- as she was scared of a surprise attack from her aunt.