Chapter IV

Sam couldn't believe what had happened. He couldn't believe it was actually Ava. He sat on his bed, deep in thought. Dean noticed his brother acting weird.

"Sam…" Dean asked, walking over to his brother, "you alright?"

Sam continued to stare into space.

"Sammy?" Dean snapped his fingers in front of Sam's face.

Sam jumped a little. "I'm fine Dean."

"Who were you talking to?"

There was a pause before the answer. "Ava."

"Ava?"

"Yeah. She needs my help."

"With what?"

"She didn't say."

Before Dean could say anything else, Sam's phone rang again. This time the caller's name was blocked.

"Hello?" he asked.

"Hey, Sammy."

The voice was Andrea. No doubt about it.

"Andy? Where are you?"

"Like you didn't see me get off at Maryland."

He chuckled, "Okay. You in New Jersey yet?"

"Just arrived a few minutes ago."

Sam told her the motel they were staying at and the room number.

"See you soon Sammy."

Sam hung up. Dean looked at him.

"Was that Andy?" he asked.

"Yeah. She'll be here soon."

Dean sighed. "So what do we know about the Jersey Devil?"

"Well," Sam walked to the table and opened up his laptop, typing in a few things, "they come out at night and it keeps it's victims alive for a while. Sometimes it'll kill it's prey on the spot when it hasn't eaten in days."

There was a knock at the door. Whoever it was, knocked to Reveille. Sam and Dean glanced at each other. Dean slowly opened the door. A little girl no older than seven greeted him. Her blonde hair was in two curly pigtails. Her big green eyes looked happy.

Dean was confused. "Uh… hi?"

The girl smiled. "Have you seen my dog? He got off his leash."

Dean was taken by surprise. Kids about her age wouldn't be smiling if they lost their dog. "No, I haven't."

A baby pug waddled over to them and walked into the room.

"Jordon!" a woman yelled.

Dean saw an older version of the girl running over to them, Andrea behind her.

Jordon picked up the pug and walked away with her mother. Andrea eyed them suspiciously before entering the room.

"There's something weird about them." she said, closing the door.

"What do you mean?" Sam asked.

"I don't know. Just… something doesn't feel right."

Dean sat down on his bed. "So where did you disappear to?"

"Never mind that, Dean. Did you find anything else out?"

Sam sighed. "No."

"Well the Jersey Devil's just getting started. We've got under two weeks to figure it out."

"We don't have that long!" Dean said. "This thing takes someone every night!"

"I know Dean, but we don't know how it's choosing it's victims. If we try to find it now, we'll just be going on a wild goose chase."

"So you're just going to let people die?"

"It keeps it's victims alive."

"You know that for a fact?"

"Yeah! It hibernates in three months. It'll try and grab as many people as it can now and store them to get ready for hibernation!"

"Alright guys! That's enough!" Sam yelled stepping in between them. "Arguing with each other isn't going to help anyone."

Dean and Andrea glared at each other. Andrea rolled her eyes and plopped onto the blue couch.

Sam sat back down at the table. He was about to do some more research on the Jersey Devil when an ear piercing scream filled the night air.

The three of them bolted to their feet. They glanced at each other. They grabbed their guns and headed out the door.

Sorry it's been so long since I updated. Things came up. I'll try to update sooner.