001 | Audio | Day 147

[whiskeyslinger]

[Ellen doesn't have time to figure out the video function on this thing. Her voice is extremely short and angry, barely controlled emotion leaking through. The last thing she knew she was holding Jo and telling a hellhound to go to back to hell.]

Where is she? Where's my baby?

[She's earned that much. She promised Jo she wouldn't leave her alone and she's not going to break that promise now. If this is Heaven, it's one hell of a disappointment, but she'll settle if it means she can have her daughter with her.

Her voice breaks.]

Jo?

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[whiskeyslinger]

[Ellen knows the feeling. Her own fingers curled around Jo's arms. She's not letting go anytime soon. If you thought she was unbearable before, just wait.

For once she doesn't care if they're here because of the Winchesters. She has a second chance and she's not about to waste it.]

I talked to Sam. Haven't seen Dean yet.

[She loves those boys, but they're not her primary concern right now. She sniffs, trying to regain some of her composure.]

What the hell is this place?

[lightgunhustler]

[She'd say that Dean will come along eventually, but she's not so sure he will anymore. He'll probably prove her wrong, but things just aren't the way they used to be. She's glad to hear that Sam got in touch. He'd been the Harvelles' closest friend since coming to this place. It was good to know that he was looking out for her mom, like he'd promised.]

I can tell you what I know, but there are a lot of missing pieces.

[And really, what they do know is too much to heap on someone who's newly arrived.]

It's called Cape Kore. I'd never even heard of it before I showed up here.

[whiskeyslinger]

[Finally, after a small eternity, Ellen collects herself enough to draw back from Jo. There's something more than the missing pieces that's getting to Jo, she can tell just from the look on her face.]

Sounds like a vacation spot in a slasher movie. Any idea how we got here?

[Not that she's complaining. Anything's better than being dead.]

[lightgunhustler]

That's not entirely inaccurate.

[She grimaces, wishing she could say otherwise. Nothing all that horrifying had happened lately, but she remembered the beasts they'd run into while hunting out in the woods, and it was hard to forget the kraken. As far as resorts went, the Cape was a lousy one.]

We still don't know how. There were a few people hanging around before that we thought might have been able to help -- one of them even called himself the mayor of this place -- but they didn't seem to remember much, either. Soon as he started to remember things that were useful, he vanished.

Doesn't bode well for the rest of us.