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Chapter 1 - Unpleasant Family Reunions

Kat- 18
Sam- 22
Dean- 26

"Come on, Dean! We don't need Sam for this. We can find dad on our own." I had been trying to talk Dean out of getting Sam from college since we got on the road but I wasn't having any luck changing his mind. He turned the radio down a little and rolled up his window so he wouldn't have to call out over the noise.

"I know we can find dad by ourselves but I don't want to. You think I like having only you to talk to all the time? I love you Kitty, but sometimes I need a break from you." he said, but I knew he was joking. He tilted his head towards me and smiled, I would have smiled back but I was still pissed that he was dragging me to go pick up Sam.

"Keep your eyes on the damn road, Dean." I said, as I turned the music up loud. We were only about an hour from the college so I decided to curl up in the front seat to take a nap. Over the past two years I have learned to sleep though blaring music and the sound of the wind coming through the open windows, I actually have a hard time sleeping without all those noises now, but I bring a noise maker wherever we go, even though it doesn't help much. I woke up when Dean shut the engine off, I sat up and blinked a couple of times, still tired and just as angry as earlier.

"We're here," he said, then took in the look on my face, "you can stay here and I'll get him if you want?" he offered and I just glared at him. I was mad before that Dean wanted to get Sam but now I was pissed, I didn't want to see him much less go looking for dad with him. We didn't need him, having him with us would just slow us down. Me and Dean were a perfect team, we were quick and thorough and almost never missed anything. "Alright then, I'll go get him, don't leave the car." he said, before getting out and heading for the apartment building.

I climbed into the back seat so that Sam could have shotgun, sure I was pissed but I wasn't about to force him to sit in the back where he would be miserable.
Dean had basically gotten over his grudge towards Sam for leaving us; but I haven't. I haven't even talked about him in the last two years, every time he called I ignored it, I even changed my number a couple of times. The last time I saw him he had already left the house but asked if I could meet up with him, little did I know it was to say goodbye.

Dean- 24
Sam- 20
Kat- 16

"Hey, why'd we have to meet here?" I asked, as I took a seat next to Sam on the bench in the park.
"I can't go back home." he said, and looked down at his hands, avoiding looking me in the eyes.

"Sammy, what are you talking bout?" I was really confused and I had just gotten done with exams, I really didn't feel like being patient with him.

"I'm leaving." he said, I had no idea what he was talking about I had just assumed he meant that he was leaving the park "I'm leaving and going to college, I leave in a couple of hours and dad said if I leave to never come back." It hit me like a ton of bricks.

"You're leaving me?" I asked in a quiet voice; I could barely hear my own voice so I wasn't sure if he heard me till he spoke up.

"I'm not leaving you Kitty, I'm leaving this life." He said, he slid a little closer to me on the bench and went to put his arm around me but I jumped up from the bench not meeting his eyes.

"You leave this life then you leave me." I said, still not looking at him but at his feet instead.

"Kitty I have to go." he said, reaching for my hand but I started to back away.

"Then leave and don't come back." I said, taking a few more steps back. "And don't call me Kitty!" I yelled over my shoulder as I turned around and started to run back to the motel room we were calling home for the time being.

Present day

The windows were still rolled down and I snapped out of my memory when I heard Deans voice.

"So, what are you gonna do? You just gonna live some normal, apple-pie life? Is that it?" he asked Sam as they walked over to the Impala.

"No. Not normal. Safe." he said, he followed Dean to the car and I sank in my seat pulling the blanket I kept in the back over my head and pretended I was a sleep.

"And that's why you ran away?" Dean asked, he scoffed.

"I was just going to college. It was dad who said if I was gonna go, I should stay gone. And that's what I'm doing." Sam said.

"Yeah well dad's in real trouble if he's not dead already, I can feel it. We can't do this alone." Dean said, and I knew Sam had heard the 'we' and could almost feel his glare burning a hole in the cars interior.

"Yes you can Dean, you have Katherine." he said, and I remembered how I told him not to call me Kitty but Katherine wasn't much better, but he had lost the privilege to call me Kitty so Katherine would have to do.

"Yeah. Well, I don't want to." Dean said, and I could tell they were standing right outside of the car now.

Sam sighed, giving in, and asked, "What was he hunting?"

Dean opened the trunk of the car, "All right, let's see. Where the hell did I put that thing?"

"So when dad left, why didn't you guys go with him?" he asked

"We were working our own gig. This voodoo thing down in New Orleans" he said.

"Dad let you go on a hunting trip by yourselves?" he asked and I could hear the disbelief in his voice.

"I'm twenty-six, dude, and Kat is eighteen. All right, here we go." Dean said, and he obviously found what he was looking for. He walked over to the side of the car and pounded on the window. "Mind joining us?" he said, I didn't move. "Out of the car, now, Kat." I threw the blanket off of my face and glared at him, he just smiled back and opened the door, I got out and slowly walked over.
"So dad was checking out this two-lane blacktop outside of Jericho, California. About a month ago this guy," he pulled out a newspaper clipping and handed it to Sam. "they found his car but he'd vanished, completely M.I.A."
"So maybe he was kidnapped." Sam said.

"Yeah, well, here's another one in April" I said, stepping in and handing Sam article after article, "another one in December '04, '03, '98, '92. Ten of them over the past twenty years, all men, all same five-mile stretch of road. Started happening more and more so dad went to go dig around. That was about three weeks ago. We hadn't heard from him since, which is bad enough." I said, Dean pulled out his cell phone.

"Then we got this voicemail yesterday." He said, playing the voicemail on speaker so Sam could hear it.

"Dean, something is starting to happen, I think it's serious. I need to try to figure out what's going on-" there was too much static to hear what he was saying but then it cleared up. "Be very careful Dean, we're all in danger."

"You know there's EVP on that?" Sam asked, as he furrowed his brows and looked from me to Dean, I avoided eye contact.

"Not bad, Sammy. Kind of like riding a bike isn't it? All right. I slowed the message down, and ran it through a Gold Wave took out the hiss, and this is what I got." Dean replayed the voicemail.

"I can never go home." a woman's voice said.

"Never go home." Sam repeated.

"You know in almost two years we've never bothered you. Never asked you for a thing." Dean said, I looked away so that Sam couldn't see my face.

"All right. I'll go. I'll help you find him. But I have to get back first thing Monday. Just wait here." Sam said, as he started to go back inside.

"What's first thing Monday?" Dean asked,

"I have this…I have an interview."

"What, a job interview? Skip it." I said, earning a glare from both of my brothers.

"It's a law-school interview, and it's my whole future on a plate." he said, looking at me

"Law school?" Dean asked, a little shocked.

"So we got a deal or not?" Sam asked.

"Hey, you want breakfast?" Sam asked, as I leaned over the front seat and was practically on top of him as I fumbled through the box of cassette tapes on the floor looking for my favorite one, I found it had popped it in, Kansas started playing through the speakers and I settled back down in my seat.

"No, but I'll take coffee." I said, in a monotone voice. I didn't know how Dean was dealing with having Sam back, or how he was faking it so well for that matter, I couldn't even look at him for more then two seconds before feeling like I was going to start crying. He nodded his head then got out and disappeared into the mini mart attached to the gas station. He came back out a couple minutes later holding a bag of food and three large coffees. When he got in I took one of the coffees, and settled back into my seat with my book.
"I swear man; you gotta update your cassette-tape collection." Sam said, when Dean got into the drivers seat

"Why?" Dean asked, looking a little confused.

"Well for one they are cassette tapes, and two, Black Sabbath? Motorhead? Metallica? It's the greatest hits of mullet rock." he said, and I thought Dean was going to explode but instead he just simply said

"House rules, Sammy. Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole." He said, turning up the tape I stuck in earlier.

"You know Sammy is a chubby twelve year old. It's Sam, okay?" this made me smile, he's always hated being called that.

I was deep in the book I was reading, Nicholas Sparks was a genius and he had me hooked, when we came to the bridge that the accident had happened on and Dean stopped the car. He opened the glove box and pulled out three fake ID's, he tossed mine onto my lap and I just looked at it.

"I'm too young to pass for a Federal Marshal." I said, tossing the ID back to Dean, it wasn't a lie I really was too young, hell so were they. But they didn't say anything and they walked off and talked to the police.

Kat- 16

I sat on the couch in Bobby's living room reading one of his books I randomly pulled off the shelf. Sam had left about a week ago for college and had been calling me every few hours in the hopes that I would pick up, but I never did.

'Oh mama, I'm in fear for my life from the long arm of the law
Lawman has put an end to my running and I'm so far from my home-'

I turned my phone off and threw it across the room. Bobby looked up from his place at the desk and sighed.

"You're going to have to talk to him someday hon, so why not save you both some hurt and anger and make that someday today." he said, watching me for a few seconds before adding "and plus, I'm getting tired of that song. Change your damn ring tone Kat." he said, before going back to his book and his beer.

I changed my number later that night, three days later I got another call from him. By then we had moved on to a new case and were in a nice-ish motel. Dad had left to talk to a witness, Dean and I were in the motel trying to figure out what we were dealing with by looking through some old news paper articles when my phone rang. Unknown number, it said. I picked it up, "Hello?" I asked

"Kitty, is tha-" I hung up before he said anything else. Dean knew by the look on my face that it was Sam and offered to get some coffee from the gas station across the street. "Sure, thanks." I smiled and as he got his wallet and jacket and left. As soon as the door left I burst into tears. The phone started ringing again and I picked it up and threw it at the wall. I was so outraged that Sam would just leave us like that. Hearing his voice hurt. I wanted to talk to him so bad, but I also wanted to never see him again. My phone started ringing on the floor, "Such an asshat, leave me alone!" I heard the door was being unlocked and I wiped the tears from my cheeks with my shirt sleeve and walked over and grabbed my phone and turned it off.

After that I started blocking Sammy's calls, which didn't help. He still tried to contact me for months. Leaving voice messages, and texts. Then after a while I guess he got the idea. And just stopped.

Present day

The boys climbed back into the car and Dean started the engine making her roar.

"What do ya got?" I asked, still not looking up from my book but making sure I was paying attention.

"We're going to go find his girlfriend Amy, see if she knows anything." Sam said, I ignored him and went back to my book.

We pulled up to a theater and saw a girl wearing way too much black was hanging up posters for her boyfriend who she didn't know was already dead. Sam and Dean walked right up to her.

"You must be Amy." Dean said.

"Yeah." the girl said, looking from brother to brother, I got out of the car and stood next to Dean.

"Troy told us about you, we're his uncles. I'm Dean, this is Sammy, and that's our friend Kat." Dean said, pointing from Sam to me.

"He never mentioned you." she said, cautiously taking us all in.

"Well that's Troy, I guess. We're not around much; we're up in Modesto. So we're looking for him too, and we're kind of asking around" I said, just as a girl came up to Amy and gave her a hug asking if she was okay.
We all went to a diner around the corner and sat in a booth
"I was on the phone with Troy. He was driving home. He said he would call me right back, and he never did." Amy said.

"He didn't say anything strange or out of the ordinary?" I asked.

"No, nothing I can remember."

"I like your necklace." Sam said, I gave him a look before turning and looking at the necklace myself.

"Troy gave it to me. Mostly to scare my parents with all that devil stuff." She said, smiling.

"Actually, it means just the opposite. A pentagram is protection against evil, really powerful. I mean, if you believe in that kind of thing." I said, which earned me a approving look from both of my brothers.

"Okay, thank you 'Unsolved Mysteries'" he said, looking at me before turning to look at the girls. "Here's the deal ladies-the way Troy disappeared—something's not right. So if you've heard anything…" Amy and her friend exchange a glance.

"What is it?" I and Sam asked in unison, I glare at him.

"Well, it's just…with all these guys going missing, people talk." Amy's friends said

"What do they talk about?" Sam asked.

"It's kind of this local legend. This one girl, she got murdered out on Centennial like…decades ago. Well supposedly she's still out there. She hitchhikes, and whoever picks her up—Well, they disappear forever." the girl said, I exchanged a look with Dean.

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