The girls are back in the most exciting adventure yet! The third installment in the "Kat Wittmer Series", I truly hope you've read I'm Just Like You, Well... Almost and Same Past, Same Story, A New Life. Thank you for following Kat's story, and be sure to know that this installment will have a lot more surprises. Without further commenting, I introduce Dark Moon Rises on a New Day


Raindrops splashed against the dirt drive as the soft colors of the sunset pushed its way through the clouds. The Texan property was 3-acres and a small 1-floor ranch house settled right in the middle of it. The rain fell off the roof and made the wood of the front porch dark compared to the light-dry wood that was lit up by the soft porch light.

A single swing was settled on the porch, looking out to the west of the property. On the swing, a young woman with light brown hair rocked slowly on it, a baby on her lap, as a red V6 Mustang rolled down the dirt driveway and parked next to a rentable moving truck. Out stepped an older version of the woman on the porch.

"Hey, Kat," the girl on the porch smiled as Katherine Wittmer rushed up the steps and onto the dry porch. "How was the drive?"

Kat smiled at her younger sister, Lily, as she plopped down next to her. "Got the guy coming to pick up the truck in the morning and you're little VW Bug will be here later in the after noon," she replied. "And did you know that the closest town is like 5 miles away?"

"Not surprised," Lily smiled, letting Kat take her son, Jonathan. "You did decide to move out to the middle of nowhere."

Kat let out a suppressed laugh, only to change her thoughts back to what's been bothering her for the past two weeks. The thought of what she was told about Sam Winchester. She still couldn't believe that he was dead. When the boys' friend, Bobby Singer, called them, she nearly died. Now Dean wouldn't even call her.

Dean had promised to call Kat when it was over. But no call ever came in. And she was starting to get worried that something worse was happening to him.

"He still hasn't called, has he?" Lily asked quietly, pulling Kat from her thoughts.

With a solemn shake of her head, the older girl replied, "Haven't heard a word from him. And I'm going to be leaving for Colorado tomorrow and I can't get over that I'm not going to focus while knowing that Dean might be dead."

That wasn't the right thing to have told Lily. The younger sister looked a bit scared at the older, knowing that she was going after a vampire nest of 10 alone. It terrified Lily to death, but she couldn't talk Kat out of it once her mind was set. Part of Kat's new personality was helping others more. So instead of picking a fight with her, she just stood up from the bench and said, "I'm going to put the baby to bed." With that, the front door opened and closed without another word.

As soon as the door closed, though, Kat's phone starting ringing. It was a rare occasion that her phone's volume wasn't on vibrate, and it made her jump to hear ACDC's "Highway to Hell," playing loudly.

Quickly, Kat unlocked her touch-screen phone and threw it against her face. "Dean?"

"Yeah, Kat. It's me," the hard voice on the other end replied softly. "I'm guessing you've heard after all the messages you left."

With a smile, Kat nodded to herself. "Yeah, I heard. Look, I'm so sorry, Dean. Is there anything I can do?"

"I don't think there is anything you can do," he replied quietly. This definitely wasn't the same man she knew almost 2 months ago. And he definitely wasn't the same man from a year ago. Dean had changed. "When are you going on your next job?"

"I'm actually leaving tomorrow," Kat admitted, rising from the swing and leaning against the rail, watching the last of the rainfall. "Got a vampire nest in Colorado." There was a pause through the phone line, so she added, "If you want, you could meet me-"

"I'm done hunting, Kat," he said from the other end.

With a nod, Kat added, "Well, I'll be in the Frisco Bay area. If you're interested, I can always use your help."

There was a soft murmur on the other end before a quick 'goodbye' and the phone line going dead.