Act Three
The group continued to build a campfire as Dean drew the symbols that would stop a Wendigo in the sand. Haley pokes at the fire watching him then shifts to Angel, not quite believing what they were saying, "One more time."
"Hes drawing Anasazi symbols for protection." She explains, surveying them, "They cant cross over these things so we should be good for the night."
Roy laughs with a gun slung over his shoulder and Dean glares from where he stood, "Nobody likes a skeptic, Roy." He motions for Angel to follow him and they go over to sit next to Sam, who is at the edge of the campsite, "You wanna tell us what's going on in that freaky head of yours?"
"Dean-"
"Oh don't even try to say you're fine, Sammy." Angel interrupts, "You're so far from fine there's no line anymore, buddy.
Dean nods in agreement, "You're like a powder keg, man, it's not like you. I'm supposed to be the belligerent one, and Angels the bitchy/moody one, you're the reasonable one, remember?"
Angel glares, "Classy."
Sam laughs a little but quiets, frowning again, "Dad's not here. I mean, that much we know for sure, right? He would have left us a message, a sign, right?"
Dean took a breath this time, "Yeah, you're probably right. Tell you the truth, I don't think Dad's ever been to Lost Creek."
"Probably not."
"Then let's get these people back to town and let's hit the road. Go find Dad. I mean, why are we still even here?"
"This is why." Dean holds up John's journal, "This book. This is Dad's single most valuable possession—everything he knows about every evil thing is in here. And he's passed it on to us. I think he wants us to pick up where he left off. You know, saving people, hunting things."
Sam shakes his head, "That makes no sense."
Angel gives him a small smile, "It makes perfect sense, Sam. It's the family business."
"Well why doesn't he just—call us? Why doesn't he—tell us what he wants, tell us where he is?"
"Dunno." Dean shrugs, "But the way I see it, Dad's giving us a job to do, and I intend to do it."
"Same." Angel agrees, "These people need help and a wendigo needs to be killed. We gotta job to do."
"No. No, I gotta find Dad. I gotta find Jessica's killer. It's the only thing I can think about."
"Okay, all right, Sam, we'll find them, I promise. Listen to me. You've gotta prepare yourself. I mean, this search could take a while, and all that anger, you can't keep it burning over the long haul. It's gonna kill you. You gotta have patience, man."
Sam looks down, then back up at them, "How do you two do it? How does Dad do it?"
Angel looks over at Haley and Ben and nods, "Well for one, them. I mean, our familys been messed up our whole life but uh now I figure maybe we can help some others. Makes things a little bit more bearable."
They paused, "I'll tell you what else helps." Sam looks back at Dean, "Killing as many evil sons of bitches as I possibly can."
A twig snaps and someone screams off in the distance, "Help me! Please!"
Dean and Angel both stand and ready their weaopns as Sam shines a flashlight about.
"Help! Help me!"
"He's trying to draw us out." Dean said, looking around the trees at the fast moving creature, "Just stay cool, stay put."
Roy loks over, "Inside the magic circle?"
"Roy," Angel growled, "Shut up for once."
"Help! Help me!" Angry growling and tearing sounded
Roy points his gun at the sound, "Okay, that's no grizzly."
"Believe us now?"
Haley talks to Ben, "It's okay. You'll be all right, I promise."
Something rushes past and Haley shrieks. Sam backs everybody up, "Its here."
Roy shoots at the rustling, then again, "I hit it!" He bolts after the thing immediately
"Roy no!" Angel called, but it was too late, "Damn it." She bolted after him, straight at his heels, holding her flare gun tightly
"Angel! Stop!"
"Angel!"
They boys both frantically called after her but she didn't listent, "Crap." Dean turns to Haley and Ben, "Dont move." Haley's holding a stick, burning at one end, as a weapon as Dean and Sam run after Roy and Angel
"It's over here!" Roy called, "It's in the tree!"
"Roy stop!" Angel yelled, "You pissed it of. We need-"
The Wendigo reaches down from the tree and snaps Roys neck beofre grabbing angel and taking off.
"Angel!" Dean yelled
"No!" Sam shines the flashlight around frantically but they cant see her or hear her
