While the boys were gone, I decided to try to contact Varga. We have this special bond, so I can talk to him through my mind. I have never tried it, where we were this far apart.

I went outside in the backyard. It was overgrown with trees and plants.

I put my hand down on the ground. I could feel the grass for the first time in a long time. I concentrated on the earth below me and the air around me just like my dad told me when he taught me.

I focused on Varga. On his scent and his face. God, I hadn't seen that face in a long time.

Then I felt it. The connection.

"Varga." I tried. No response. "Varga."

I waited and then I heard it.

"Leona." It was him. Varga.

"Varga, you can hear me?" I said overcome by happiness.

"Leona. Are you okay? Where are you?" Varga asked sounding both relived and stressed at the end.

"I am okay. I am in Massachusetts with some guys. Sam and Dean Winchester." I said.

"Winchester? They are hunters. Leona get away from them now!" Varga yelled.

"Relax Varga. They haven't hurt me. They have helped me. They gave me clothes and food and treated my wounds. They are driving me home." I explained.

"How do you know they aren't just going to give you to Kingcate?" Varga asked upset. "And wounds? What happened?"

"I can just feel it. Carrie always told me, I have a good intuition, when it comes to people." I could hear Varga sigh in the other end. "And wounds." I inhaled deeply. "Kingcate got me. Tortured me for months. I found a weak moment and got out. I ran and I stumbled upon the Winchesters and one of their friends." Then I remembered what Bobby told me. "Do you remember dad talking with a hunter years back? You would have been around 11 or 12?"

"Yeah I remember him. Those werewolves right?" Varga said after a pause. Probably taking it all in.

"Yeah his name is Bobby Singer. It was his house, I ended up at. He helped me and now the Winchesters are helping me." I was getting tired. It's difficult to keep a connection for that long over that far of a distance.

"Okay I will trust you on this. Just-" he sighed. "Just get home as soon as you can."

"Of course. Sam and Dean will probably be taking some hunts on the way." I could hear Varga beginning to speak. "No it is not Wolfblood cases. Right now it is a drowning thing. That was a condition for them. Don't worry though I will be home as soon as I can."

"Good. I have missed you Leona. A lot." He answered.

"Me too. I have to go. It's taking a lot of my energy this connection." I said.

"Yeah mine too." He sighed. "I guess I will see you then."

"You will." Then I remembered. "Can you tell the pack, I am okay? Especially Gwen and Gadwick?"

"Of course, I will." I could practically hear the smile in his voice. "They have missed you too."

"Yeah me too. Love those little ones." I smiled. "I will have to go. See you Varga. Love you."

"See you Leona. Love you more." He said back and we went off the connection. It was great to talk to him again. I haven't really had the chance before.

Grabbing a book, I decided to read some of the books. Reading isn't my forte. I mean I can do it, I am just not very fast. After a while and a lot of very difficult words, I heard the Impala coming in the distance. A couple of moments later, Dean bursted through the door with Sam coming from behind.

"I am gonna kill that bitch!" Dean yelled with a gun in his hand.

"Dean put the gun down. Please." Sam begged and took the gun from Dean.

"What happened?" I asked.

"That bitch got my car towed!" Dean yelled making me back up a bit. "Someone else touched my Baby!" Dean then proceeded to kick a chair.

"Okay what happened?" I asked turning to Sam.

"We found out that Sheila, the dead woman, saw a ship before she died. A very old one and she was terrified." Sam explained sitting down in the chair next to me, handing me a burger.

"Then who is the bitch Dean keeps going on about?" I asked curiously whilst taking a bite.

"Bela Talbot. We met her a hunt a little while back, and she shot me." I looked at him surprised. "Yeah I know. Turns out she is here too and to piss Dean off she got the car towed. We got the car back and now Dean wants to shoot her."

"Makes sense I guess." I then sniffed the air and sniffed Sam.

"What are you doing?" Sam backed off

"Were you with someone who had a crush on you?" I asked confused.

"Sheila's aunt, Miss Case, was quite friendly." I nodded and laughed. Sam chuckled as well. "How did you know anyway?"

"You reek of lust. Just not your's." I chuckled.

"You can smell emotions?" Sam asked astonished.

"Yeah. It's a little thing I picked up over the years." I smiled. "It comes in handy."

"I bet." Sam took a small pause. "What did you do, while we were gone?"

"Not much." I shrugged. "Read some of your books, contacted Varga. You know? The usual." I couldn't help but hope he hadn't noticed the last thing. I would rather not explain my powers.

"Wait you contacted Varga?" Sam asked puzzled. "How? I don't take it that he has a phone."

"We have this special connection with each other. We can communicate through our minds. Carrie, the pack healer, always said it was a sibling thing and because of our bloodline." I explained.

"You told him about us then?" He asked.

"Yeah I did. He was upset at first. Didn't trust you, but then I explained to him and he saw it." I sighed. "He isn't exactly the biggest fan of hunters either."

"Understandable." Sam answered. "Well its getting late. Maybe we should call it a night." I yawned almost as a response. "I guess your body agrees."

"I guess. I just don't know. I haven't really been doing much today." I said.

"Well you did contact Varga right?" I nodded. "Well it's long distance. Probably ran you dry."

"Probably. Yeah." I responded. "I'm gonna go change and then I will hit the floor." I was met with a weird look from both of the Winchesters. "What?"

"I will take the floor." Dean said.

"Nope I will. I am used to sleeping on the ground with my pack. Plus I will just sleep as a wolf otherwise." I said.

"Are you sure?" Dean and Sam asked in sync.

"Yes I am." I said and walked to the bathroom.

"Hey." Dean yelled after me. "Catch." He threw a toothbrush at me. "Picked it up for you on the way."

"Thanks." I said and turned around.

"Hey." I looked back at Dean. "Remember the canines too." He smirked.

"Ha ha very funny." I smirked back and walked to the bathroom. I changed my clothes to my pajamas, aka what Sam gave me yesterday, which I had grabbed on the way.

I came out again and laid a blanket on the floor. "Oh." They looked at me. "If you wake up tomorrow and I am a wolf, please don't shoot me."

They nodded and I went to sleep.