A/N: Well the sibling trio are back on another adventure. Hope if you have read the earlier stories, you will enjoy this one too. Do love writing about the trio and do hope you guys will enjoy the new journey we are about to partake. Please leave a review and let me know what you think, is it something you would like to read more of. So enjoy.

NC

Disclaimer: I don't own SPN or any of the characters.

Chapter 1

A wind blew down from the mountains and across the valley bringing with it that hint of autumn with the crisp nip that trailed behind it. The trees were shedding their coats of red, yellow, orange and green as they prepared their hibernation. Leaves were twirling and dancing around in the chilly air to come to rest on the already covered ground. Soon their branches would be bare as they stand like skeletons, bones reaching to the clouds above waiting for the time when their buds will come forth again to dress the tree with leaves.

The valley people had harvested their crops and gardens for the past few months freezing, canning and drying. Everyone depended on what they put up to get them through the winter months. Family helped family when needed and each shared in the crops if there was extra and others were in need.

Several families had working farms and raised cattle, pigs, goats and chickens. Oree brought or bartered most of her meats and eggs from family members in the valley. She could get about anything she needed from family so she only needed to actually go to a big chain grocer once a month. The small community was a fairly self-supporting system that worked well together.

Two brothers joined forces and opened a brewery producing several varieties of ale that they sell in four states. They use apples from another brother's orchard to make a hard apple cider that was a big seller. They employed only family in their workforce. Oree had even helped them develop two of their ale lines that they were being introduced this fall.

There were still barn raising or house repairs that the families help each other with. If someone was sick and couldn't work their farm, others in the family lent a helping hand. No one went without or was turned away when in need. Everyone watched out for each other and life was good.

Come Halloween, a fall carnival was held and families from across the valley came together to celebrate the end of the harvest season. There was music, food, dance, games and fellowship. Recipes were exchanged, stories told and new friendships made during the two-day event. It was as event that children and adults both looked forward to each year.

Animals scurried, gathering and storing food for the coming winter, hoping their efforts will not be in vain. Hoping that the upcoming winter will not be so bad that food will run out before the spring comes back once again. Nuts, berries, grasses, clover, all was plentiful this year and nests and larders were filled to overflowing.

A soft breeze blew by the cabin and through the herb garden as Oree brushed her hair back with her forearm as she watched clouds prance across the robin's egg blue sky. She was gathering the last of the herbs to dry and store for future sales. The tickle of the wind on her neck caused her to shiver slightly as she cut the last branches of the sage and placed them in her wagon. She pulled the gloves from her hands and stuffed them into the back pocket of her jeans before grabbing the handle of the wagon to pull it to the garage.

It had been awhile since she had worked a case with her brothers. She had to prepare for the winter season by gathering her crops to continue her online business and put up what she could. This was one of the busiest times for her with the gathering, drying, storing, inventory and preparing the land and house for the harsh winter months ahead. Oree had a third cousin lined up to restock her wood supply before the weather turned bad. Trees had been cut early spring and allowed to dry and cure through the summer months in preparation for the upcoming winter.

Now that she was finished with her harvest, she could take some time and join her brothers on cases that were nearby. She loved being with her brothers and helping them in the hunt. She missed them. Oree studied, trained and tested her abilities, learning her limits and weaknesses.

Oree stayed in touch with Sam and Dean on a daily basis, unless they were on a case and couldn't call her. She always made sure she knew where they were and what kind of case they were working in case back up was needed. She especially kept watch on Sam concerned more cracks would break through his wall.

The sun was starting to set as Oree walked into her kitchen from the garage. She had a foreboding feel all day and was going to call her brothers as soon as she got a quick shower. She opened the fridge for a bottle of cold water when she heard her cell phone ringing from the living room. She made a dash for her cell before it went to voicemail.

"Hello." she gasp falling on the couch.

"Sis." a male voice strained out in pain and gasp for air.

"Sammy?" she answered sitting up quickly. The feelings and emotions pressed in on her as she struggled to listen to Sam.

"Yeah, you busy?" he grimaced trying to hide his hurt.

"What's wrong, tell me where you're at."

"Clintwood, Virginia, Motor Lodge, room 17."

"Hang on, I'm on my way." she told him heading for her room to grab her to-go bag.

"Hurry." he whispered letting the phone drop to the floor.

Oree disconnected and dialed her cousin to watch the house and Ellie as she headed for her truck. Oree was on the road in minutes heading for Clintwood, Virginia and her big brother. She programmed her GPS as she made her way down the driveway.

Less than three hours later, after breaking all the speed limits she could, Oree pulled into the Motor Lodge parking lot and circled around until she found room 17. She glanced around the parking lot but didn't see the Impala anywhere. Oree grabbed her bags and headed for room 17.

"Sammy, open up." Oree called knocking on the door.

When she didn't get an answer, she pulled out her lock pick and had the door open in seconds. Being careful entering the room of a hunter, even her brother, Oree entered low and surveyed the room for danger.

"Sammy." she cried seeing a body laying across the bed not moving. Oree rushed to her brother's side laying her hand on his chest to be sure he was breathing. "Can you hear me Sammy?"

Sam rolled his head toward the voice, but didn't open his eyes. He tried to form words with his lips, but couldn't get them out.

"Oh Sammy, hang on let me see what I can do."

After shedding her jacket, Oree settled on the bed, propping herself on a pillow against the headboard, then pulled Sam's upper body between her legs letting his head rest on her chest. She cupped his cold face with her warm hands and began to work her way into his mind. She pushed and probed and searched, capturing the unwanted memories one by one and expelling them. Deeper she went pushing through until she found the crumbling wall of Sam.

Oree envisioned a strong, thick wall and began to rebuild it in his mind. She compressed and filled, build up and repaired as she worked her way down the wall reinforcing it. The tension and pain began to leave Sam's body as he relaxed into Oree. His breathing became easier and less strained as Oree slowly withdrew allowing him to sleep a peaceful sleep.

Once she was sure Sam was in a deep slumber, Oree slipped out from under him and covered his body with a blanket. She pulled out her cell and dialed their brother's cell.

"Oree how's it goin'?" Dean asked.

"Why are you not with Sam?" she whispered going into the bathroom so she wouldn't disturb Sam.

"He went to follow a lead while I was checking out things here. What's wrong, where's Sam?" Dean questioned starting to get concerned with the call.

"He had an episode and called me. I got here as fast as I could, he's resting now."

"Damnit, he didn't say anythin' 'bout rememberin'." he complained. "Where are you and I'll..."

"No, he should be ok now, it's late, no need for you to come, I'll stay with him to be sure he's ok."

"I should be there." he fussed pacing the room he was in.

"Dee, he's ok, you know I won't let anything happen to him. I'll have him call you in the morning. Get some sleep and don't worry." Oree urged him.

"Alright, but every inch of me says I should come there, but as long as you say he's ok I won't." Dean finally submitted. He knew Oree would watch after their brother and keep him out of harm's way.

"I'm going to get some rest, I'll talk to you tomorrow." she yawned realizing just how tired she was.

After being sure the door and window were salted and the room was locked up tight, she grabbed her bag and headed for the bathroom for a quick shower. She still had the day's dirt and grim on her and was feeling grungy.

The hot water felt so good as it beat on her shoulders and head. This wasn't the greatest water pressure or room, but right now she didn't care, they were leaving tomorrow early. She began to shampoo her hair, washing the sweat from it. She squeezed conditioner into her palm and rubbed it through her hair down to the ends. She soaped her body down and quickly rinsed it and then her hair. She hated to get out, but the water was getting cold and that bed was calling her name.

Oree squeezed into the queen size bed with Sam, curling up against his side. He twisted in his sleep, but settled back down almost immediately when he felt the warm form beside him. He let the warmth seep into his body driving away the cold that made him shiver slightly. Oree pulled part of her blanket up over Sam and snuggled deeper into the remaining part.

Sam realized he was on a path walking through a dense forest. He looked around carefully trying to determine if there was danger and to find out where he was. He followed the path deeper into the woods until it opened into a large clearing.

Sam paused to take in the beauty that spread out before him. On the other side of the clearing was a cascading waterfall that ended in a pool of crystal clear water. He walked closer to the falls and spied a familiar figure sitting on a rock soaking in the first warmth of the day from stray rays of sun that poked down through the branches of the trees.

"Oree." he called to her making his way among the rocks until he was beside her.

"Sammy, didn't think you were going to make it. I thought you might be too deep in sleep to find me."

"You did find me then." he exhaled sitting down beside her.

"You were pretty out of it when I got here. How long has this been coming on?"

"A few weeks I guess, thought I could handle it." he says hanging his head with regret.

"Oh Sammy, why didn't you call me sooner. I knew there was something off the last few times we talked, but I didn't feel this. You've gotten better at blocking me haven't you?

"I didn't want anyone to worry." he admitted.

"I called our brother." she told him noticing him flinch slightly at the news.

"Crap, is he mad?"

"I convinced him not to come, but you have to call him in the morning. He wasn't very happy."

"Guess I'll have to face the music in the morning."

"That's tomorrow, lets just enjoy the beauty around us. Did you know water sounds has a calming effect on people. I love to sit and listen to the water, picturing it as it makes its ways toward the ocean."

"It is kind of relaxing." Sam replied leaning close to bump her shoulder slightly. He closed his eyes and took in the sounds all around them, from the buzzing bees, the croaking tree frogs, the chattering squirrels and the rustle of the leaves high up in the trees. All the tension and stress left his body letting him feel at ease for the first time in a while.

With Oree's help, Sam was able to sleep through the night and let his body get the much-needed rest it was craving. The unwanted memories were at bay for now at least and he could focus on their case.