Anna reached out a hand to steady Jonathan, just as Severus Apparated into the room close behind them, forming into a man yet again from the black smoke. She wasn't sure how he'd known where she lived, but then again, he could see into people's minds. She didn't exactly keep hers guarded around the inner circle either - if anything, it was probably safer that way. In this situation, it saved her the trouble, but as he sneered at the lilac walls, she decided not to think on him too much.
"If only," she replied. "My power's kinda limited here. And even then, I'm probably not the best candidate to send you home."
"Yes, and that's all very fascinating, but if you don't mind, wouldn't it be prudent to discuss the inner workings of this reality and then come to a conclusion over the whereabouts of Mr. Wells himself?" Severus interjected. "Now, perhaps?"
Taking a step back, Anna sighed. As much as she hated to admit it, he was right. Nothing left to do but make some coffee and hash it all out. There was no sense in worrying about where Castiel was, but Andrew wasn't even in a place where she could sense his soul. She was not about to lose him too. Not if she could help it. "Where would you like us to start first?" she asked.