Disclaimer: I don't own them, nor will I ever... but it is nice to dream

Summary: two dead bodies, a small community, not everything is as it seems. Will Sam and Dean be able to piece it together before time runs out?

This is my first fanfic, so please dont hold anything back I have thick skin

Lost and found

by Taitin the Sylph

Teaser

The night settled in quickly, the cold white fog rolled in on the town from the lake. The lights of the decrepit mill spread an eerie golden glow in the fog. An older man walked out as he pulled his jacket around his neck, he trudged threw the mud to his truck. He grumbled as he started the engine, it roared to life as he quickly pulled out the yard.

The cold air bites into him as he turned down the old country road, doing his best to stay out of the ruts and keep his truck from sliding into the ditch. The soft pelting of rain dripped onto his chubby face as he began to roll up his window. The soft howl of a wolf made him look up into the mountain. He could see the figure out lined on a peak just right of him. Its head raised again as it let out another howl. The man grumbled as he put his attention back to the road. The nights rain was far worst that he could remember, the road soon disappeared and turned into a murky muddy mess, he pushed his truck threw the puddles as the muddy water splashed onto the windshield blinding him momentarily.

When the wipers cleared off the mud a young woman drenched from the rain stepped out onto the road, He yelled out as he slammed on the brakes, it swerved sliding into the ditch and bouncing of a large oak tree. "What the hell," he looked out the back window as the young woman still stood.

He didn't want to get out of his truck; he closed his eyes as his hands carefully slide down the steering wheel. He looked in the rear view mirror as the girl didn't move, he turned around getting a better look at her, she stood staring at his truck, her cloths were torn and her blond hair was flattened to her face.

"Miss," he rolled down the window sticking his face out, "You alright?"

She turned to his voice as he long arms that were wrapped around her chest dropped; she fell to her knees as a blood curdling screamed over powered the night chaos. She clamped her hands over her ears as she roared again.

The Man shaken by her screams jumped out of the truck as he ran over to her, "Lady its alright, what happed to you?" he took his jacket off and wrapped it around her shoulders.

Her screams subsided as she grabbed onto his arm pulling him to her, as her nails scratched at his arms and face. Words escaped her mouth but there where just nonsense, he finally got a hold of her flailing arms pulling her up to standing, her frail body shook as she fell against him. "Come its warm and dry in my truck, I'll call for help."

Her head shook as she followed him to his truck, he helped her in as he fumbles with his cell phone, stepping back out into the rain. The woman rocked back and forth as she looked out the window, her voice was almost a whisper as she sobbed, "Were cursed."

"The Police and ambulance are on their way, what your name?" he reached for her as she recoiled.

She raised her eyes to meet him, they were large, blood shot and swollen. She clasped her hands together, he was taken a back by the look in them as she scrambled away from him to the door. Her head shook as she raised her hand and pointing to him, her mouth moved but no sound came out. He felt his hairs on the back of his neck stand up on end as he turned around, a large clocked figure stood behind him, its face hidden behind a black hood. He shook his head as he backed up into the truck. The girl covered her ears as she screamed, trying not to look as the creature lifted the man into the air slamming him onto the hood of the truck, the windshield shattered under his weight sending glass all over the cab. The girl wailed in fear as she tried to open the door, but it was pinned against the tree. His eyes came to rest on her as red blood drained out of his mouth and nose.

The woman's screams filled the night air, everything in the forest stood still, as if it was holding its breath.