Chapter 2:

'Ok so tell me again why are we here?' Sam stared at him in disbelief. 'I was listening I just need to be sure I'm not going crazy.'

'No Dean you are not going crazy you're just normally that bad.' He pulled out the paper cuttings.

'Camping parties have gone missing from this area. Local newspaper and guides have stated that they appear to be possible grizzly attacks. There appears to be blood but no bodies or remains.'

Dean rolled his eyes. 'So it appears that we have another case of what we had in Colorado. A group of scientists went missing four days ago. Park rangers said that they went to this place every year knew it like the back of their hands and yet they disappeared.'

'I hate wendigoes I mean tell me again Sam why we are hunting it? Let someone else deal with it. Plus I'm not being funny but its freaking freezing. '

Sam shrugged and laughed he knew that Dean hated them. He'd been taken as a storage meal so the last thing he needed was another case with that kind of risk. 'I know but Dean these people are in trouble and does it matter about the weather?'

Dean scowled, 'Ok so do we have like places that this thing could like hide bodies and store them?' Sam nodded.

'Yeah plenty.' Dean sighed. 'So unfortunately we got to do a lot of back packing for taking one of those things out then dude.'

'I don't do shorts remember?' Sam laughed loudly. 'Ok can we get some food?'

'Yeah I'm starving too Dean.' Grabbing their jackets they left the motel.

XX

'That bar looks ok Sam.' they had eaten enough food to be sufficiently full. Dean now wanted a drink. Sam snorted.

'They all look the same Dean.' Dean laughed too. Travelling around all the time the bars all merged into one.

Sam passed Dean his gun from the glove compartment. As they both looked up they saw a girl wearing tight jeans standing in front of the car. She took a quick look at them both and Dean instantly swore under his breath.

Shoving the door open he half called out as she carried on walking. He recognised her instantly especially the way she walked. The swagger of her hips especially. Sam got out the car and asked, 'Dean is that?'

'Yeah Sam I think it is.' Watching her walk away he smiled, 'this is about to get a little more interesting Sammy.'

Sam shook his head. 'Dean she doesn't want you. I know you like a challenge but seriously she likes you but man she's not going to give in.'

Dean sighed, 'Yeah I know Sam.' He looked into the dark looking for the swaying hips of Taylor West.

He'd met her about two years ago working on a hunt. She'd been there and instantly the attraction was obvious between them. She'd been into him and they had spent the night together. She'd been insistent that while she cared for him and had enjoyed their night but she didn't think that it would work between them. Dean had disagreed. She had turned up one night whilst they were on a vampire hunt she'd helped them out. They kept in touch but it was just such a shock to see her there that night.

'You coming in Dean?' Dean shook his head.

'I'll be right back.' Walking in the direction that Taylor went he heard Sam shout, 'If you aren't coming back call me ok?' Dean waved back acknowledge he had heard Sam.