Ace awoke in the backseat of a car. She sat up in an awkward position with her hands tied behind her back. She couldn't recall how she had passed out, but she knew one thing for certain; she was not in the car alone. She had a cut on her forehead that was covered in dry blood as her eyes flickered to the two in the front seat. She could feel the vibrations of the vehicle, and glanced out the window to see the car was moving.

Ace was not going to bother speaking to either stranger as she cautiously watched their every move. She eventually figured the two were brothers with Dean being the oldest, and Sam being the youngest.

"Look, who's awake," Dean commented snapping her out of her thoughts, "are you ready to talk, now? It's the only way we'll let you go."

Sam seemed flustered as he eyed the mute girl, "we're on a road trip."

Ace knew he was trying to comfort her while the other was trying to scare her to death. She had seen way scarier things than two ordinary kidnappers. She rolled her eyes at Sam who was taken aback by her attitude.

"You're rude for a mute girl." Sam commented not earning a chuckle from his brother.

Ace was thinking of an escape route, and managed to get her hands loose so she could jump out of the moving vehicle. She was no victim of kidnapping when it came down to it. If anything she would make the kidnappers her victims. She let out a long, and silent sigh. She was thankful the two hadn't been watching her that closely as she quietly opened the car door.

She could hear the brothers yelling upon her jumping out of the car, and rolling into a nearby ditch. She didn't mind the cuts, and scrapes she earned on her roll down. She hissed out a breath of air, and pushed herself to her feet before they could stop the car to look for her. Her uniform was torn as she went running into the woods with tree branches hitting her face. She kept running even when she was on the brink of passing out from lack of oxygen.

Ace stopped a moment to catch her breath when the sound of their voices echoed through the woods nearby. She spotted a cabin up ahead, and ducked inside without checking to make sure it was empty of all inhabitants. She picked up the sound of a gun being pointed to her back, and ready to be shot if she made any sudden movements. She turned around to come face to face with an older gentleman with a toothy grin that was downright creepy.

"Well, well, look at you, little lady." The old man croaked freaking her out further.

Ace was no stranger to sexual assault which helped to contribute to her silence. She nervously gulped as the old man kept the gun pressed into her.

"Mind doing an old man a favor?" He asked moving his body closer to her.

Ace shook her head in disagreement. She watched a nasty look form on his face, and he elbowed her in the stomach using the end of the shotgun. She refused to be a victim, and didn't go so quietly. She brought her knee up into his groin as hard as she possibly could causing the man to drop to the ground along with the shotgun sending a resonating gunshot sound through the air. She prayed the Winchester boys assumed she was shot, and killed instead of continuously searching for her.

She made sure the old man was knocked out before tying the old perv up. She went searching for clothes that were her size in the cabin, and successfully found some. She changed into a checkered grey n' black flannel with blue skinny jeans so she could move faster. A creak of wood sounding through the cabin caused her ears to perk up at the noise. She had certain the gun was loaded, and cocked it good.

Ace kept a firm grip on the shotgun as she moved out of the bedroom, and into the doorway. Her heart was racing like no tomorrow as she came face to face with the intruder of the cabin. She wasn't surprised to find Dean holding a pistol trained on her. She would shoot if she had too, and almost did if Sam hadn't appeared from the other room.

"I didn't see anybody else in the cabin," Sam spoke up until his eyes were met with the sight before him, "lower your guns."

They both hesitated.

Ace lowered her gun only after Dean, and not beforehand. Her brows knitted together in confusion.

"Are you sure there isn't anyone else in this cabin aside from us, and Ace?" Dean quizzed turning his attention on his brother.

Ace was deeply troubled by his question. She wanted to speak up about the old guy, but she thought better of it. What if she was only imagining the bearded creep?

"Yeah," Sam nodded, and glanced to Ace, "how did you manage to find this cabin, and get in here alone?"

Ace shrugged in response to his ridiculous questions. She glanced around the cozy living room, and knew for a fact she hadn't been alone. She shivered in disgust at the short memory of the old man who had asked something gross of her. She didn't want to be in the cabin for a moment longer than the more she thought about it.

"Was it unlocked?" Dean questioned with a bit of a skeptical look.

Ace only nodded her head in agreement. She didn't know of anything else to come up with.

"You look spooked. Was there anything or anybody else in here with you?" Sam questioned, clearly not buying her first agreement.

Ace opened her mouth, but soon closed it; still unable to say anything at all. She shrugged in answer to his question.

"It's not that difficult to get two words out of your fricking mouth." Dean harshly told her putting her in an even more bitter mood.

Ace very much despised the husky looking guy, and liked Sam better for the time being. She could not withstand pushy, and uptight people.

The wind began to pick up, and howling could be heard from outside. The two Winchester boys shared a look leaving Ace to sneak out of the back of the cabin.

Ace tumbled to the dirt covered ground, but it wasn't anything she couldn't stand. She got to her feet, and dusted her pants off. She quickly grabbed up the shotgun, and instantly regretted her decision upon seeing the full moon was out.

"Hey! Houdini!" Sam called to Ace, crawling out of the back window followed by Dean, "where do you think you're going?"

Ace had started for the woods to go back the way she had ran on her way in.

"You need to stick with us so we can get out of here alive." Dean suggested, but there was an order in his tone.

Ace knew that even after; she wouldn't be free to go home to her mother. Why would she wait for them to kill her? She shot Dean a glare over her shoulders, and offered Sam a quizzical look.

"Let's just get out of here." Sam suggested, sounding tired.

Ace was no stranger to escaping.