Authors note: Thanks again for hanging in there. I know I've been terrible about updating and I apologize. One day off a week is not enough time to write and writing after work always doesn't seem to work out the way I want it to. Thanks for reading this latest installment and if you feel the compulsion leave a review. Peace.

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"What a demon?" Dean asked praying he was wrong. Sam shook his head and tried to catch his breath.

"I don't know…I don't know." he answered with a shaky voice. "I couldn't tell I never saw its face." By this time Bobby had run into the room and was standing next to the bed half undressed.

"Something's after Evie." Dean explained as he watched his brother start to calm down.

"Son of a bitch. Let's go boys, she couldn't have gotten too far." Bobby ordered, about to head down the stairs even though he didn't have a shirt on.

"Ah Bobby…" Dean started, nodding at the older hunter's bare chest. "A shirt might be good here dude."

"Shut up!" Bobby grumbled in reply. The three of them raced out of the house with Bobby stopping long enough to grab a discarded shirt off the floor.

"How far do you think she got Bobby?" Sam asked from the back seat as they sped down the road.

"She's been gone what, 5-10 minutes? If she made it to the Interstate, hard to say, Evie's not known for being a Sunday driver." Bobby answered with a determined look on his face. "Damn woman…she should have just stayed put and not go taking off especially when she's as weak as she is."

"She gonna be alright?" Dean asked concerned.

"She will be if we get to her first." Bobby answered, pushing the accelerator down on the Chevelle till it was on the floor.

They hadn't been on the road but for a few minutes when Dean spotted Evie's Mustang on the side of the road, its driver's door wide open, and the engine still running. Bobby slammed on the brakes, sliding the Chevelle to the side of the road. Leaping out with the boy's right behind him, Bobby ran to the car hoping to find Evie still inside. His worst fears were confirmed however when all he found was Evie's silver medallion, its chain snapped, lying on the front seat. Dean immediately started looking around inside the car while Sam started searching around the parameter.

"Ah Christ Evie." Bobby mourned, picking up the broken necklace. The boys shared a worried glance before resuming their respective searches, Evie was now totally unprotected.

"Bobby you don't think….." Sam started but was afraid to finish that thought. Bobby glared back at him but shook his head.

"No way, Evie's still alive." Bobby snapped back. "Keep looking, there has to be some clue as to who took her."

It was Sam who found it first. Reaching down, he picked up Evie's cell phone from where it had fallen underneath her car, its light still shining in the night.

"Bobby they can't have gotten too far, her phone is still lit." he said showing Bobby and Dean the discarded phone.

"Son of a bitch!" Bobby yelled looking down the road as if he could still a car driving off.

"She must have been trying to call us when they got her." Dean said looking over at Sam who was pushing buttons on Evie's phone.

"No look, she wasn't trying to call anyone, she was taking a picture." Sam replied showing the screen of Evie's phone to a shocked Bobby and Dean. It wasn't clear, in fact it was down right fuzzy but sure enough, there was a face showing back at the hunters. The man who took Evie.

"God damn let me see that!" Bobby yelled again, snatching the phone from Sam's hand. "No way!"

"What Bobby, who is it?" Dean asked realizing the older hunter recognized the face on the cell phone.

"We've got to get back to my place. Dean here, take the Chevelle, I'll drive the Mustang." Bobby tossed his car keys to Dean who barely managed to catch them.

"Bobby what the hell is going on?" Dean asked as Bobby spun around and climbed into the front seat of Evie's car.

"I'll tell you once we get back to my place, now get in the damn car!" Bobby yelled as he turned the key still in the ignition and started Evie's car. Looking back at Sam who was just as confused, Dean jogged over to the driver's side of the Chevelle and climbed in. Sam quickly followed and the three hunters raced back to the older hunter's home.

Once in the yard, Bobby barely had the car parked when he leaped out and raced into the house. Dean had to slam on the Chevelle's brakes to keep from rear-ending the classic Mustang, and the two Winchesters hurdled out after him. Once inside they found Bobby ripping through items on his desk, until he finally found what he was looking for.

"That bastard!" Bobby swore as he pulled a piece of scrap paper from underneath one of his piles. "I knew he was gonna be trouble the moment I met him."

"Who is it Bobby?" Sam asked breathlessly as he and his brother looked at what Bobby had in his hand.

"He said his name was Harry Jaworski, came in about a month ago. Lord knows how he found out about me, but he said he heard from a friend of a friend that I might know some one who could help him and he wasn't asking for no help about fixin a car. Said his daughter was real sick and did I know some one or some way of curing her. I felt sorry for the guy but no way was I gonna get this guy involved in anything we do to cure people and I certainly would've never mentioned Evie."

"Well how the hell did he find out about her then?" Dean asked knowing Bobby would never have betrayed her trust.

"How the hell do I know?" Bobby snapped back. "She called me 'bout a week ago about some guy she thought was following her but it turned out to be nothin' or at least we thought so at the time. Evie's always been uber cautious so I offered to head her way and check around, you know to make sure nothin had tried to get through the traps we set up around her place. I was supposed to leave three days ago but she called me back and told me not to bother."

"You think this guy was the same guy that was following her?" Dean asked, taking another look at the picture captured on her phone.

"It's the same guy that showed up here at the house. Stands to reason he must have been followin' her to find her in this neck of the woods." Bobby answered with a nod.

"Well lets go chase his sorry ass down." Dean said determinedly. He turned to head back out the door when he suddenly was stopped by a wave of vertigo.

"Dean whoa! Whoa!" Sam cried out when he saw Dean start to wobble a bit. "I've got ya." Dean waved his brother off but didn't refuse the chair Bobby quickly shoved under his ass.

"Damit boy, if you were still feelin this badly why the hell didn't you say something?" Bobby asked concerned, watching Dean fall into the chair.

"I'm all right." Dean answered back still trying to stop his head from spinning. "I just need a moment."

"That's crap and you know it Dean." Sam called his brothers bluff. "Just a few hours ago you were on deaths door. You're in no shape to be chasing after anyone, especially if it might be a demon."

"Your brother's right Dean, me and Sam can handle this. You won't do us any good if you wipe out on us during the fight. We'll go get Evie back and you can stay here and rest up." Bobby agreed.

"No way!" Dean said standing back up more determined then ever to help find the woman who saved his life. "So sure I may not be up to 100 percent but there's no way in hell I'm staying here while you guys go and chase after Evie." Bobby and Sam looked and each other and knew there was no way of stopping Dean once he had his mind up.

"Fine, but you stay behind us. If the shit starts to hit the fan I don't want you trying to be a hero again, do you hear me?" Bobby said with a glare telling Dean he meant business.

"Um guys, this is all well and good but how the hell are we gonna find this guy. I mean it's not like he left his address or anything." Sam asked trying to refocus the two other hunters. Bobby let out a choked laugh and handed Sam the piece of paper he had been holding.

"Actually Sammy we do."

"Holy crap!" Sam said as he looked over the piece of paper with amazement.

"How the hell did you score that piece of information Bobby?" Dean asked equally amazed at their luck.

"I told you this guy showed up here looking for information to help his little girl. He left me his address and phone number just incase I changed my mind. I damn near almost threw it out as soon as he left." Bobby answered as Sam showed Dean the Denver, Colorado address.

"Good thing you didn't. But how do we know he's heading back to his place. I mean he could be heading anywhere couldn't he?" Dean asked mentally computing how fast they could reach this guys home.

"The guy seemed desperate but not so desperate that he was the murdering type. I'm betting he really has sick little girl at home and if that's true, that's where he's gonna take Evie." Bobby answered praying he could trust his normally dead on instincts.

"Then we're heading to Denver?" Sam asked with a nod to Dean.

"Pack up boys, we're heading to Denver." Bobby nodded.

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Evie regained consciousness slowly and she strained in the darkness trying to assess her situation. Clearly she was in the trunk of a car but whose car she wasn't exactly clear on. The last thing she remembered was being forced off the road and being pulled from her Mustang. If she hadn't been so weak, she might have been able to fight her abductor off or as least get a few licks in but her body failed her when she needed her strength the most.

The car made a number of stops over the next several hours, but not once did her abductor make a move towards the trunk where she was held captive. Her head still throbbed slightly belaying the degree of injury she must have received when she was attacked. It was hard to assess if she had a concussion but if the pain was any indication she assumed that to be the case. She wondered briefly why her healing abilities had not rid her of the blinding headache and she reached for her amulet only to find it was missing. Cursing to herself she knew that the missing amulet, combined with Dean's healing was reason she was feeling so weak. Finally she felt the car come to a stop and after a few moments the trunk was thrown open.

"Get out!" her abductor demanded reaching in and pulling her forcefully from the trunk of the car.

"Damn, give a girl a minute." Evie cried out as she struggled against his grip. She blinked in the sunlight trying to see straight and assess her surroundings. He pulled her arm and she found herself being dragged into what looked like an abandoned building. They continued down a long hallway until it opened into a large open room. Directly in the middle of the room sat a small girl, tied tightly to a large wooden chair, her head hanging down, light brown hair hiding her face. Immediately Evie recognized the symbols drawn on the floor under and over the little girl, they were devil's traps.

"Oh holy crap!" Evie swore as the little girl looked up at her.

"Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn." She continued as the little girl smiled at her and revealed her coal black eyes.

TBC