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Dean wandered aimlessly through the trees, marking ones at random. He hadn't run into one he'd already marked yet so that had to be a good thing. No matter how many different things he tried to distract himself with, he always ended up thinking about Sam.

He noticed that the trees were growing darker, like the life was being drained from them. He shivered, thankful for his layers. He again though about Sam, hoping his brother was wearing more than just the t-shirt he slept in.

Dean thought about the all the times he'd hunted a wendigo. They normally resulted in hour long treks through a forests in the rain. But at least during a hunt he had weapons, a compass, a phone, a car and Sam. Now his only weapon was a nearly blunt rock.

"At least it's not raining," Dean muttered to himself.

A few minutes later, he felt a drop of water hit his head.

"Oh come on!"

Seconds later, a fine drizzle had set in. He took shelter in a small cluster of rocks, wedging himself in the gap. He sighed, letting his eyes droop. He had no idea how long he'd been walking for and exhaustion was setting in. He let unconsciousness engulf him.

Sam struggled to keep his eyes open. He wanted nothing other than to curl up and go to sleep but he remembered Kili's plan. His breathing had slowed though he wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing.

It had gotten dark outside, and that meant the temperature had dropped. Sam wrapped the coat closer round him though it felt just as cold as he was. He heard footsteps outside and looked up. Kili appeared at the bars, someone else at his side.

Sam stood up, his vision clouding slightly. He felt the floor spinning and put his hand on the wall.

"Sam, this is Fili," Kili smiled, "My brother."

Fili tried several different keys in the lock before finally finding the right one. He opened the door and Sam noticed that the two brothers were clad with weapons.

"You think we're letting you go to Mirkwood on your own?" Fili asked, reminding Sam of Dean, "No way,"

"How are we even meant to get there?" Kili asked, "It's going to take forever."

"I might have a way," Sam told them, "Gabriel?"

Wings flapped and the angel appeared next to them. Fili and Kili put their hands on their swords but didn't draw them. Gabriel looked from them to Sam with a smile.

"We need to go to Mirkwood," Sam told him, seeing double, "I know you can take us there. Please."

"Okay," Gabriel agreed after a moment, "Considering you'll probably never find your brother in there anyway. Brace yourselves."

When Dean woke up, it was still drizzling. If it was possible, the forest had grown darker. Dean heard something moving and dug around for the rock. He examined it, desperately needing something better. He tried his best to sharpen the rock using the boulder he was leaning against. He looked out at the rain and sighed.

"Dammit Sammy where are you?"

He stood and walked over to a tree. He began carving a pentagram into the bark. He knew that if Sam saw them he'd know it was his brother. Who else would carve pentagrams into trees?

Dean huffed and rolled the sleeves on his over shirt down before setting off again, stopping only to carve the symbol into another tree. He had the feeling he was walking deeper into the forest but didn't stop.

Sam's knees buckled when his feet hit the floor. He heard Fili and Kili gasp. He forced himself to stand up despite how welcoming the floor felt. He looked around.

"How'd we get from there to here?" Kili asked, "Who was that guy?"

"Uh, it's a long story." Sam mumbled.

He saw Kili glance towards his brother. Sam looked for Gabriel and wasn't too surprised when the angel was nowhere to be seen. Sam looked at the brothers and saw them looking around the trees as well.

"So," Fili frowned, resting his gaze on Sam, "Where do we start?"

Sam pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to think what Dean would do.

"Look around at the trees and anything else something could be marked on," Sam tried to sound confident but the look on his face gave away his uncertainty, "He will have made sure he wasn't walking in circles."

The three of them set off in a random direction. After a while the smell of damp moss and bark was overpowering. There was another smell mixed in with it but they tried their best not to acknowledge it. Sam glanced down at his borrowed coat, thankful that it seemed waterproof. As he looked around the forest, a sense of hopelessness engulfed him.

Sam looked to his left and saw the two dwarves spreading out a little. He smiled, noticing Fili had made his brother walk in between them and knowing Dean would have done the same. He sighed, all of a sudden missing his big brother. He was so lost in thought he forgot to look at the trees. Kili stepping on a branch and making it snap brought Sam back to the present.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something on the trunk of one of the trees. He frowned and walked over to it. After a second he smiled.

"Fili! Kili!" he called, tracing the pentagram with his finger.

The two brothers came over and frowned. They looked at each other and shrugged. Sam looked around, his hunter instincts finally kicking in.

"This way," he tensed, looking away from the sort of path they'd been following, "I'm sure of it."

"Good enough for me," Kili smiled.

"Wait," Fili pointed to another tree, "Spider's web,"

Sam and Kili looked to where he was pointing and then looked at the other trees. Sure enough, there was a thin trail of silvery web leading off into the forest.

"Stay quiet," Fili instructed. He pulled out a knife and handed it to Sam. With a smirk he added, "Watch out for spiders."

Dean yawned, reaching the end of the Metallica song he was humming. He looked around, sure he had been walking in circles for the past twenty minutes. He'd thrown the rock away when it had become too blunt to use for anything.

"I swear I am gonna kill that damn angel," he muttered angrily as his stomach growled, "Don't suppose there's a burger stand anywhere."

He walked a few paces in a random direction and found something sticking out of a tree. As he approached it, he groaned, seeing the rock he'd forced into the trunk of a tree ten minutes ago.

"Least I'm going the right way,"

He looked from side to side a few times before taking off towards to the left of the tree.

"Out of all the places you can magically teleport people to, why here?" he asked loudly, hoping the angel was listening, "All the places and you chose a forest that looks way past it's sell by date."

After a few more minutes of walking and muttering to himself, Dean stopped and looked around. His gaze swept past a small cluster of cobwebs and to a tree that had a pentagram carved into it. He sighed again.

"Sam!" he yelled, anger mixing with an urgency to find his brother, "Sammy!"

He began walking again, occasionally calling out his brother's name but hearing nothing in reply.

Sam followed Fili silently, remembering the countless wendigo hunts he'd been on that were similar to this. Trekking through miles of forest tracking every movement in case it was the wendigo. He sighed and shivered. It had been raining steadily since they'd arrived and Sam's coat was becoming less and less waterproof.

He soon found his mind wondering, recounting all the hunts he'd been on, the names of all the spirits he and Dean had put to rest though he wasn't entirely sure salt and burning their remains counted as putting someone to rest.

"Sammy!"

His head shot up and all three of them froze. Fili and Kili had begun unsheathing their swords just in case.

"Sam!"

After a moment's confusion, Sam recognised the voice.

"Dean!" he yelled, earning look that told him to shut up from Fili.

Sam waited for Dean to call again before taking off in the direction the shouts were coming from. Fili and Kili glanced at each other before tearing after Sam.

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