AN: Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! And welcome all newcomers to the darkside. I'm your Empress of the dark and of Supernatural. Bow to me. Nah, I'm kidding! But I am your Empress. That's not a joke. Anyways. If you follow me on Facebook you got my message then! To those who don't, I apologized for not getting this out last night like I wanted. My novel for the contest was demanding all my attention last night. I didn't even get to bed until two in the morning. I was up writing, and even when I went to bed the plot bunnies wanted me to get back up and keep writing. But anyways. Thank you though for your patience, it's always greatly appreciated. Taking a small break from my novel now, to bring y'all brand new story! This is a rewrite from a previous story. No, you don't have to read that one first, this can read as a stand alone. You will how ever have to know the story of Balto (you can go off the movie since it tells the true story), because that's what it's based off. If you don't, Google is your friend. Same with Iditarod. Google is your friend. I'm horrible at explaining things. Anyways. To those who did read the original fic, yes, this will different than it's father fic. But again, you do not need to read that if you don't want too. This can be read as a stand alone. Alright, we good? Alright! So before we begin it's Suicide Prevention Week, by showing my love and support I have been do my part in spreading love, also my self help novella is available for free to download until Monday, see my profile on how to find it on Amazon. And please show your love and support in any way you can, it means a lot not just to me but to others. Alright? Good! Let's get going! Enough of my ramblings.

Summary: A rewrite of my early fic! Massive AU! Sam, Dean, Cas, Gabriel, and Bobby are sent to the past in Alaska to solve a case. The being is some type of creature screwing with time. While trying to solve the case, Sam gets deathly ill and it becomes a race against time. Lucky Dean, Cas, and Gabriel have been turned into wolf hybrids. Now all they need to do is bring back the medicine in time! Can they? Or is Sam's time up forever?

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Going Backwards to Go Forwards

Dean stumbled into the house after going to town and hustling pool. He was a bit tipsy but not drunk. He and Sammy had been staying with Bobby while they were flat broke, this last month. He looked in the living room and saw that no one was there, but heard a noise in the kitchen. He went to the kitchen and spotted a figure in the dark room. He turned on the lights and saw it was Cas. He thought the angel had left for the night. He raised his eyebrows when the angel turned and gave him a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Dean took it and sipped slowly. He felt the alcohol filter out of his head. Feeling more awake and more human he looked at the tired looking angel and sat down across from him at the table.

"What are you still doing here Cas? I thought you left for the night to chase something." Dean asked.

"I was. But I got no where and came back." Castiel said.

"Right. So Sam and Bobby asleep?" Dean asked.

"Yes. Bobby went to bed an hour after you left, but Sam stayed a little longer to wait for you. He was barely awake when I got back, so I put him to bed." Cas said.

Dean felt bad, but Sam knew better than to wait for him. He never knew when he was going to stumble through the door. At least he was in bed in now. Dean and Cas talked a little more before Dean headed off to bed for the night, Cas was going to stay here and see if Bobby's books held an answer for whatever it was he was looking for. He changed into his night clothes and did his nightly ritual, then headed into his and Sammy's room. Dean smiled fondly when he saw his baby sprawled out on the like an octopus and lightly snoring. He tucked the blankets more around him, knowing the kid always got cold though his body ran hot.

"Night Sammy." Dean whispered carding his through the long locks, and his smile grew when Sam leaned into the touch.

Dean flopped on his bed and fell to sleep. The next morning he woke up to that damn rooster crowing. Dean heard groaning coming from his brother.

"Imma shoot that fucking bird and make him into chicken nuggets." Sam mumbled rolled over falling back to sleep.

Dean busted out laughing and got up. Sam was no morning person in any sense of the word. He gathered up some clothes and tipped toed out of the room and got ready for the day. He would let Sammy sleep a little bit longer, the kid would be up for breakfast soon. He went to the kitchen for coffee and found Bobby getting ready to make breakfast. Castiel was standing next to him with trench coat and suit coat off, and his sleeves rolled up.

"Morning." Dean said.

Bobby and Castiel both greeted him as he grabbed his Batman mug and filled it coffee. "So what's all this?"

"Bobby is teaching me to cook. A necessary skill to have he says." Cas said.

"It is, and good. You might like cooking." Dean said, he secretly enjoyed cooking and baking not that he would ever admit that out loud.

In a few minutes the elder hunter and angel were cooking, and Castiel was doing pretty well for his first time. Soon a sleepy but dressed Sam stumbled in. He sat at the table next to Dean and laid his head on his arms which were on the table. Dean watched his actions worriedly, hoping Sam was alright. He looked at Bobby and Cas who shared the same look. Dean rubbed his back.

"Hey you okay?" Dean asked.

Sam nodded, but it wasn't enough to convince his family. He felt fine, just really tired. He felt really tired for days, like his internal battery won't recharge. He wondered if he was coming down with something. He perked up a little when Dean placed a mug of coffee with a splash of milk and two teaspoons, just how he like it. He sipped his coffee and it helped. The three made sure he ate, while they ate. Once breakfast was done, Castiel suddenly went stiff and went to library upstairs. The others followed him and they were greeted by a familiar voice.

"S'up gang?" Gabriel said with a wink and his usual goofy smile.

"Brother. Why are you here?" Castiel asked.

"What I can't visit? I'm hurt little brother." Gabriel feigned hurt.

"You are welcome to visit, but you don't." Castiel said.

"You got me. I need help." Gabriel said.

"With what?" Dean asked. "You're archangel, take care of it."

"I would Deano. But this thing isn't your run of the mill wendigo." Gabriel snarked to him.

"What is it?" Sam asked curious.

"Atta boy Sam a Lam. Always eager to help and so curious." Gabriel winked at him and laughed when the younger blushed.

Dean growled at him and demanded to know what was going on, along with Bobby. Gabriel didn't get a chance to explain when they heard unearthly screech, and all of them blacked out.

The creature got into the house and upstairs. It smirked showing it's many sharp teeth. Three hunters and two angels were knocked out on the floor. Playing with them, was going to be fun.

Uh oh! That doesn't sound good! And just what's wrong with Sammy?

Until Next Time! Novel Contest Word Count (for submission): 40'000+ My current word count: 15'000+...Imma die...