A/N: Hello my dear readers. I hope you are ready for another story with one of the characters I created, Lark. She fits right in with the brothers and can hold her on in any hunt. Get comfortable the journey is about to begin. You know reviews make my day and inspire me to write faster...So you know what to do. NC

Chapter 1

...Homeward bound
I wish I was
Homeward bound
Home where my thought's escaping
Home where my music's playing
Home where my love lies waiting
Silently for me...

The night was cold and dreary as the hunter limped her way toward her car wanting to put some miles between this town and her. She had been chasing a freshly turned vampire and hated this type of hunt. The vamps were in pain as they turned, unsure of what was happening to them, lost and being driven crazy with the need to feed. In some instances, she had found that the sire would take a freshly bitten under their wing and steer them through their first change. This one was a newly bitten teenager who had been running loose in the town for several days killing at least three people. They didn't know how not to drain a person and went on a frenzy killing spree to satisfy their blood lust. She had chased him through the town and finally cornered him in an alley. It wasn't a hard kill but she twisted her ankle when he threw her backwards. She quickly removed his head and put his soul to rest. She got the body in a dumpster and added a little lighter fluid before setting it on fire to burn the remains. With the job done, she wanted to hit the road and maybe take day to breather and do nothing and let her ankle rest. Getting hurt was part of the job and most hunters expected some injuries when on a hunt. At least this was minor compared to a few other hunts she had done.

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Lark had put nearly a hundred miles between her and her last hunt before deciding it was time to find a place to stay and clean up and rest. She looked down at her bloody shirt wondering if the stain would come out. It was a good thing she bought most of her clothes at thrift stores so when they were beyond saving, she could just ditch them. A black Impala passed her on the road and she craned to see if it was the Winchester brothers. When she saw the sticker on the back, Lark knew it wasn't them. There was no way Dean would allow something like that on his Baby. She sighed with disappointment wondering what hunt they had found and if they were safe. She had worked a number hunts with them and actually enjoyed their company. It didn't hurt that they were both easy on the eyes and any woman would swoon to be with them.

She had told them that there couldn't be anything romantic between them, but deep down in her heart she wished differently. Every time she was around the oldest one, her heart fluttered and she got giddy. Lark had to work hard on hiding those feelings from him because she didn't want any bad feeling between the brothers if she chose one over the other. After her run in with a jinn that put her into a dream world where she was living with the youngest, it threw her and she didn't want that to happen in real life. So she kept her feelings to herself and if they needed help with a hunt willingly went to assist, as they did for her. Lark saw a promising exit up ahead and slowed slightly to take the exit ramp and stop at the end of it. She looked both ways before turning right and finding a suitable motel to stop at. There was a diner within walking distance that would suit her needs and pulled into the parking lot and to the office of the motel. She was in luck and got an end room away from other guests.

Once she moved her car in front of her room, Lark grabbed her bag and did a quick check of the inside before turning on the a/c to cool it and circulate the air. She pulled out her first aid kit and carefully slipped off her boot to check her ankle. It as a little swollen, but didn't seem to be anything serious. After massaging it with her special balm, Lark slipped on an ankle brace to give it more support. She grabbed the key and headed across the street to the diner to get some takeout, not feeling like dealing with people at the moment. After getting her dinner, Lark headed out and noticed flyers hanging around on poles and walls and pulled one down to check it out. It advertised a side show/carnival that was just outside the next town about twenty-five miles away. Lark read as she walked back to her room and frowned when the words angel and mythical creature caught her eye. These things were usually just mutated animals or just poor creatures made up to look weird. Even thought she figured it was nothing, Lark decided after having dinner she would ride over and check it out. It was better to play it safe than sorry.

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A chirping of her cell had Lark rummaging around for her jacket and looking in the pockets for it. She swiped it and saw she had a text message. Once she pulled up her messages, Lark saw Sam had sent her a text. Lark pulled it up and read it.

'Hey Lark, How are things going? Haven't heard from u in a few weeks. Just checking in. S'

She smiled to herself as she sent a message back. 'Hey Sam, Good to hear from u. Yeah, been a while. Just finished hunt, taking down day. How u 2 doing? L'

Lark sat her cell aside and started eating her food when it chirped again. She pulled it over and looked at the screen.

'Getting by. You heading to Bobby's?'

"Don't know yet. Found something to check out first. U?'

'Yeah, D got tossed around pretty good by spirit. Need to let him recoup.'

'Bummer, tell him to duck next time and not make himself such a target. Give him my regards and maybe I'll see u soon.'

'Hope so, be careful out there and I'll tell him. Don't be a stranger.'

'Will try to do better. Take care L'

Lark hung up and twitched her lips with a smile as a face popped up in her in her mind that looked at her with gorgeous green eyes that twinkled with mischief. She shook her head to dispel his face so she could finish eating and get ready to go check out the sideshow.

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Tents, games, rides and attractions filled an empty field just outside of the town and Carney music was piped throughout the place. Lark walked down the middle of the displays and tents trying to dodge people who were milling around waiting to be taken by the rigged games. She went on high alert as she scanned the area letting her hunters senses tell her if there was any danger. After Lark made sure no one saw her, she ducked behind the tents so she could check out what was behind the curtains that they didn't want anyone to see. She moved silently in the shadows, making sure no one was around to stop her. Lark ducked under a tent flap and faltered when the smell hit her. She covered her nose and mouth and cautiously moved deeper into the dimly lit room. She could finally make out some animals chained in makeshift pens and her heart broke. The first thing she was going to do was report this to the authorities and hopefully get help for them. Two cages sat off to the other side and she stepped over to them and took out a small pen light. A small cry came from one cage when she trained her light on it and could just make out a creature about a foot tall that looked like it had wings on its back. When she looked in the other cage a child's pitiful cry fell on her ears. As she looked closer, she could see what looked like a three year old child, but it wasn't human. She cold make out pointed ears through shaggy, dirty hair and soft, golden almond shaped eyes that stared at her in fright. These creatures did not belong in this place and she was going to get them out of here.

"Can you understand me?" Lark whispered softly to the winged creature.

The little creature nodded yes as she moved a little closer to the bars of the cage. She chirped and spoke but Lark didn't know what she was saying.

"I'm coming back tonight and I will get you out of here," Lark told the creature. She rummaged in her bag and pulled out a granola bar and opened it to divide between the two. She looked around and finally found a cap and rinsed it before putting some water in it and slipping it between the bars. With a little more scrounging, Lark found a small plastic cup and poured some water for the other one and slipped it between the bars. "Eat and drink then throw these back out so no one finds them in your cage. I will be back, I promise," she said as serious as she could. "I promise I'll get you out of here." This was no place for these small creatures who would harm no one.

Before leaving, Lark took pictures and video of the animals and planned on setting up an email that would automatically go out at a selected time. She was going to send it to anyone and everyone and post it to social media in hopes of getting help for them. Lark wasn't going to stop until this place was shut down or new ownership took over and the animals taken care of. She gave them one last look before retracing her steps and checking that the coast was clear before ducking out and making her way back to the crowd, disappearing among them before anyone became suspicious.

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Lark closed her laptop and sighed pretty sure she had identified the two creatures being held against their will. The one with the wings was either a Fairy or Sprite or a close relative and the child she was pretty sure was an elf. She had no idea how the owners of the sideshow would have gotten their hands on them unless they were not human, but Lark was determined to free them even if it meant bloodshed. No one deserved to be treated like they were. She was sure Dean and Sam would help her, but knew she could take care of this herself. Since Sam said Dean had been tossed around on their last hunt, Lark didn't want to get him involved afraid he would get injured worse. She decided to keep this to herself and see it through. And deep down in the back of her mind, though she wouldn't admit it, she wasn't sure if she wanted to see the oldest one yet. She got up and dropped onto the bed deciding to get a few hours of sleep before making her move. She set her internal clock and took in a few slow breaths to calm and clear her mind. Within minutes, Lark was lightly sleeping, letting her body get some much needed rest and giving her ankle some rest too. Her mind was haunted by the misery she had seen so her sleep wasn't as peaceful as she would have liked.

Ten minutes before she was to wake, Lark rolled over and glanced at her cell to see the time. She lay there for a couple more minutes before pushing her tired body off the bed. Once she found the clothes she wanted, she changed and packed up her belongings knowing she would need to put some miles between her and that sideshow. After doing a double check to be sure nothing was being left behind, she quietly left the room and put her bags in the car. Lark found the old blanket she kept in there and put it in the front with her to use once she had the creatures. She pulled from the motel and onto the road glad there was no traffic out this time of night. She was going to leave her car hidden just outside of the field where the carnival was set up and hike in hoping to avoid detection. The drive didn't take long and she found a good spot to stash the car. She got out and pulled the black hood over her head and adjusted it so only her eyes were exposed. Now dressed in all black, Lark blended in with the night, like a shadow come to life. She grabbed an empty pack and slipped it over her shoulder before moving into the darkness. She watched her step since her ankle was still tender from the last hunt and walked quietly and quickly toward her destination.

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The atmosphere was heavy inside the sideshow and Lark made her way around the outside of the tents and trailers trying to find the one she'd found last night. She noted her location and knew it was one more down. She moved like a restless spirit sneaking from one shadow to the next until she was at the tent. Lark took out a knife and slit the back of the tent enough so she could easily slip inside and get out quickly once the deed was done. She paused and listened for any sounds that might mean danger before moving on to the back of the tent where the two cages were. She pulled out her lock pick kit and got both cages open.

"I won't hurt you," she whispered to the little fairy taking the pack and shaking it out enough for the creature to fit into it. Once she was sure she was comfortable, Lark slipped the pack back over her shoulders and then reached in for the little elf. "It's okay, I'm taking you out of here," she said softly picking him up and cuddling him to her chest feeling him cling tightly to her.

She froze when shuffling and grunting could be heard near the front of the tent and waited as she slipped a knife from her belt. Lark waited a few more minutes before slipping to the slit she'd made in the tent and slipped out it. She headed into the woods nearby, wanting to throw anyone off that might be able to track her. It took her an extra twenty minutes to get back to her car, but she deemed it worth it. The creatures had remained quiet during the journey seeming to know she meant them no harm.

Lark sat the little elf on the passenger seat and took off her pack to get the other one out. Once they were both situated, she wrapped the blanket around them for warmth and closed the door. She started the car and pulled back out onto the road and drove in the opposite direction of the sideshow. The fairy chirped in fright when she first started the car but quieted down when Lark spoke soothing words to her. She planned on driving for several hours to get away from this place and before her email went out to the world. Sam had showed her how to bounce her signal off different servers so it couldn't be traced back to her. Lark planned on keeping tabs on the news and internet to be sure something was done about the sideshow. If not she was going to pay the place another visit and take care of it herself.