It had been about a year since they found Kit, Simon and Derek's father. Now they had to stay on the run, which often got very annoying. The van they were in had the driver's seat and passenger seat, which was always filled by Lauren and Kit, leaving the four teens in the back three rows. Chloe and Derek always took the first row, Tori was the one to snag the second row for herself, and Simon was normal sprawled out in the last row.

Most days they travels around, every once and a while stopping to stay at a hotel for a few days, but then would be back on the road not long after.

Tori now knew that not only Kit was her real father, but that Simon was her half brother. That made things a little awkward for a while, but the siblings got over it quick and went back to their normal fighting.

In the front row, Chloe sighed, resting her head against Derek's shoulder, Derek putting his arm around her, thankful he had taken a shower that morning. He looked up at his dad, who at this time was driving, "How long before we get there?"

"Another few minutes. Not that long." Kit had promised that, because they had been on the road so long, he would take the boys for a over night camping trip, just like they used to do, and of course, the girls had to come along as well, which wasn't so bad, well, not for Chloe and Lauren. Tori on the other hand, might be in trouble, for all she owned was heels.

Kit had been right. In a half hour, they all arrived at the base of the park reserve, where they were to check in with the rangers and head out. The male adult unbuckled and got out of the van, looking at Derek, "Wake the rest up. I'll be back in a minute."

Derek watched as his adoptive dad left, going into the base and he gently nudged Chloe, who mumbled tiredly and sat up.

He left Tori to Chloe, who would have probably knocked him with a spell if he tried to wake her. Chloe shook Tori by the shoulder. The witch cussed, her eyes still closed as she shoved Chloe away, but still sat up, giving herself a moment before opening her eyes.

Simon was woke by a pillow to the face, granted by Tori.

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Once they were all out of the van, they all grabbed their over night bags and Kit came out with a map of the surrounding forests, smiling that smile all of them had seen so many time on his face, and on Simon, "Ready to go?"

They all nodded and went off into the woods, though it wasn't long before Tori was complaining.

"My feet hurt."

"Chloe let you wear a pair of her sneakers." Simon said with a roll of his eyes.

"Yeah, and do you know how small her feet are!"

A blush came to Chloe's face and Derek chuckled, wrapping an arm around her, a gesture that had become a natural thing to him.

After another half hour of walking deep into the woods and of listening to Tori go on and on about how sensitive her toes were, they decided to make camp by a cliff wall, pitching up the tents, and making a fire to roast marshmallows on. They all sat there, like a big family, the only family that they had. After all they had been through, that was certain. Tori slipped off Chloe's shoes and stuck her feet in Simon's lap, just to get on his nerves. The disgusted look on his face made everyone laugh, especially Tori.

But then Tori's laugh was cut off when she was sudden;y thrown back by an invisible force, hitting against a tree. Everyone jumped up.

Derek looked at Chloe, "Is there a ghost?"

She shook her head.

Kit looked at Simon, "Did you..."

Simon shook his head, "Not me. She may get on my nerves, but I wouldn't use my powers on her."

Tori stood back up, wincing, "Then who..." She trailed up, peering behind the group, making the others turn as well. Four figures came out of the brush, all glaring at group.