I put my spare jacket in my hiking backpack over my knife before slinging it on my back. I adjusted my tank top before walking out. Both the guys were already making sure they had everything in the Impala as I walked over my boots making no noise.

"We heading out yet?" I asked leaning into the backseat putting my bag in it.

"In a minute Brie." Sam answered. "What took…?"

He stopped when I straightened up standing in front of him.

"What?" I questioned looking behind me then turned back to them.

Dean looked up at the silence his eyes going wide then whistled.

"You clean up nice sweetheart." He told me standing next to his brother.

I looked down at my black shirt, jean shorts, and hiking boots. I shrugged.

"We're going into the woods aren't we? Called being ready for what's ahead. Now let's head out."

I climbed in to the backseat.

~S~

Sam's POV
I smacked Dean on the back of his head.

"Ow! What?!" He asked as Sabrina closed her door.

"Don't stare at her butt."

"Why do you care?"

"Because we are working with her and we don't need you making it difficult."

I started walking to my door.

"You can't say you weren't staring either!" He called.

"I wasn't." I told him before climbing in.

Though he wasn't wrong. I was.

~S~

Sabrina's POV
The three of us got out of the car. I slipped my backpack on before handing Sam his duffel bag.

"You going to be ok in that?" He whispered.

"I got a jacket if I need it."

He nodded as we joined Dean.

"You guys got room for three more?" Dean asked.

"Wait, you want to come with us?" Haley questioned.

"Who are these guys?" A man I didn't know said.

I tilted my head. He seemed like the type that thought they had complete and utter control over everything. I've been around enough of those kind of angels to know the type.

"Apparently this is all the park service could muster up for the search and rescue." Haley told him.

"You're rangers?"

"That's right." I said passing him with Sam at my side.

"And you're hiking out in biker boots and jeans?" She questioned Dean.

I looked at the woods ahead as he answered.

"Oh, sweetheart, I don't do shorts."

Dean started walking towards us.

"What, you think this is funny? It's dangerous back country out there. Her brother might be hurt." The guy said.

I looked at Sam before we turned back looking at Dean.

"Believe me, I know how dangerous it can be. We just wanna help them find their brother, that's all." Dean told him.

Dean headed past the both of us and before I knew it we started hiking. Not everyone was happy about the arrangements, Roy, as I learned, mostly. I stayed next to Sam trying to stay away from Roy. Man, just being around him made me mad. He was just one of those kinds of people.

"Roy, you said you did a little hunting." Dean started a conversation.

"Yeah, more than a little."

"Uh-huh. What kind of furry critters do you hunt?"

"Mostly buck, sometimes bear." He answered stopping and the rest us but Dean did too.

Dean instead passed Roy.

"Tell me, uh, Bambi or Yogi ever hunt you back?"

Roy grabbed Dean. I was about to take a step forward but Sam put a hand out stopping me for the moment.

"Whatcha doing, Roy?" Dean asked.

Roy grabbed a stick and poked a bear trap Dean had almost stepped in. I glanced at the other two, Haley was annoyed.

"You should watch where you're stepping. Ranger." Roy told him smug about what just happened.

Roy dropped the stick and retook the lead.

"It's a bear trap." Dean told us like it wasn't obvious.

I rolled my eyes as we hiked on. Haley caught up to Dean in front of us as we lagged slightly behind the rest.

"You didn't pack any provisions. You guys are carrying a duffel bag. The only one of you three that even resembles a ranger is Sabrina."

I smirked slightly. She grabbed his arm.

"So who the hell are you?"

Ben went past Haley and Dean. Sam and I looked at Dean, who indicated with his expression that we should go on by; we obeyed.

"This happen to you guys often?" I asked looking at Sam.

"Just depends on the day." He shrugged.

"If this becomes a regular thing I don't know how much I can handle you two."

"You love us." He joked with me.

"Oh, you think this is love? This is pure hatred to you two. You just happened to catch me on my good days." I smirked walking ahead as I heard him chuckle.

Roy now lead the way, followed by the rest of us. I did not like it but I put up with it.

"This is it. Blackwater Ridge." He said once we entered an area.

Sam headed past Roy.

"What coordinates are we at?"

Roy pulled out a GPS as I walked pass both him and Sam.

"Brie." He warned.

"Shh." I shushed moving forward.

There was not a sing noise. Not even a cricket. I couldn't pick up anything in quite a few feet radius.

"Thirty-five and minus one-eleven." I heard Roy say behind me.

"You hear that?" Dean questioned.

"Yeah." Sam answered.

"Not even crickets." I continued moving to them. "I don't like this."

They both nodded as I stood between them.

"I'm gonna go take a look around." Roy declared.

"You shouldn't go off by yourself." Sam warned him.

"That's sweet. Don't worry about me."

Roy pushed between Sam and me causing me to nearly fall but Dean caught me then glared at Roy. He helped me stand then turned back to the others.

"All right, everybody stays together. Let's go."

We started walking again when Sam took my elbow.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah. Dean caught me."

"Ok."

I smiled.

"Thanks for worrying." I nodded before walking forward just a step ahead of him but he quickly caught up walking beside me.

We were walking for another good minute when Roy yelled out.

"Haley! Over here!"

Haley ran towards Roy's voice, followed closely by us. We come to a halt when it came in sight.

"Oh my god." She gasped as I knew it was to be expected.

The tents were torn open and bloody and all the supplies were scattered. I put a hand over my mouth and a hand on my hip. It was to be expected but doesn't mean I wished it wasn't here.

"Looks like a grizzly." Roy stated.

This was no grizzly. Dean and Haley looked around.

"Tommy?" Haley called taking off her backpack. "Tommy!"

That's not good. I moved to catch up with Haley.

"Shh."

"Tommy!"

I put my hands on her shoulders.

"Hey, you need to be quiet."

"Why?"

"Something might still be out there."

She didn't like it but she didn't continue.

"Sam! Sabrina!"

I looked over seeing Sam waiting for me but I shook my head. I had to keep Haley under control. He debated with himself for a moment before walking off to Dean.

"Let's search for clues." I told her.

I looked through the wreckage half heartedly with Haley close by when I spotted something. I picked it up seeing it was a phone. I was going to hide it when I heard someone behind me.

"Christo." I thought.

"That's Tom's." Haley said taking the phone.

It was bloody and it broken. That slimmed hopes of him being alive. That's why I wanted to hide it. So she could keep that hope. Now she was crying.

"Hey, he could still be alive." I assured her.

She gave me a sad look and that was always what made me hate this line of work. I may be able to save people by taking this thing out but I couldn't help the already broken people.

"Help!" Someone yelled.

I stood my wings fluttering slightly behind me.

"Help!"

Roy took point the way as we all started sprinting. I saw Dean get out his gun as we ran from the sight. I wanted to fly and find this person but it was too risky with everyone around.

"Help! Somebody!"

Soon we all came to a small clearing where I knew I heard the voice come from. Yet there was no one or anything.

"It seemed like it was coming from around here, didn't it?" Haley asked.

We all listened as my wings fluttered silently. Something was very wrong.

"Everybody back to camp." Sam told us.

I looked at him. We both had that bad feeling in our gut. I followed right behind him speed walking slightly back to the campsite. There was on thing missing within the whole thing. All the supplies. I was glad I kept my bag on.

"Our packs!" Haley exclaimed.

"So much for my GPS and my satellite phone." Roy muttered walking forward.

"What the hell is going on?" Haley questioned.

"It's smart. It wants to cut us off so we can't call for help."

"They're not this far west are they?" I thought walking around for signs of it.

"You mean someone, some nutjob out there just stole all our gear."

Now someone took my arm and I looked seeing Sam. He nodded towards Dean and we went over to him.

"I need to speak with you two. In private."

The three of us headed a little ways away from the group.

"Good. Let me see Dad's journal." Sam said to Dean after we stopped as he kept looking up.

Dean handed it over and Sam gladly took it opening to a particular page. He had a theory about this case as well. Hopefully his was better than mine. I was positive mine was impossible.

"All right, check that out."

He showed the page to Dean and me pointing to a drawing of a figure I knew well. Not a different theory. Same exact theory.

"Oh come on, wendigos are in the Minnesota woods or, or northern Michigan. I've never even heard of one this far west." Dean protested.

"I was actually thinking the same thing but think about it, Dean, the claws, the way it can mimic a human voice." I told him.

He did and he knew we were right.

"Great." He held up his pistol as he spoke. "Well then this is useless."

"Wish we were wrong but sadly what else could it be?" I asked walking away Sam not far behind as he gave John's journal back to Dean.

I heard Sam speak before he continued coming back to the campsite with me.

"We gotta get these people to safety."

Back at the campsite, Sam addressed the group being the louder and taller one.

"All right, listen up, it's time to go. Things have gotten...more complicated."

"What?" Haley questioned.

"Kid, don't worry. Whatever's out there, I think I can handle it." Roy said sounding proud of himself again.

"It's not me I'm worried about. If you shoot this thing, you're just gonna make it mad. We have to leave. Now."

"One, you're talking nonsense. Two, you're in no position to give anybody orders."

"Relax." I told them both.

I glanced at Dean. He didn't like this either.

"We never should have let you come out here in the first place, all right? I'm trying to protect you." Sam said to Roy.

Roy stepped right into Sam's space.

"You protect me? I was hunting these woods when your mommy was still kissing you good night."

Don't know why, but it really ticked me off when he said that.

"Yeah?" I questioned stepping in. "It's a dang near perfect hunter. It's smarter than you, and it's gonna hunt you down and eat you alive unless we get your stupid sorry butt out of here."

I would have used more selective words if I wasn't an angel still. Roy laughed at me.

"You know you're crazy, right? You and your boyfriend both."

I knew I must have a slight pink tint on my cheeks but it didn't let it stop me.

"Yeah? You ever hunt a wen—"

Dean pushed Sam and me.

"Chill out." He told us.

I looked away.

"Stop. Stop it. Everybody just stop. Look. Tommy might still be alive. And I'm not leaving here without him."

There was a long pause. I looked back crossing my arms.

"It's getting late. This thing is a good hunter in the day, but an unbelievable hunter at night." I sighed.

"We'll never beat it, not in the dark. We need to settle in and protect ourselves." Dean finished.

"How?" Haley questioned.

The three of us shared a look, this was going to be a long night.