A/N: The search for Evy gets underway, and Bobby discovers how Gordon was able to take Evy without anyone knowing.

The car finally stopped, and Evy was happy to be able to get out and walk. They had started driving when it was dark and now it was dark again, so Evy knew that a whole day had passed. Gordon hadn't let her eat or drink all day, and she had a bad headache. Gordon pulled her out of the car and made her walk into a house. Evy was so tired, hungry, and thirsty that she never even looked around; she just walked where Gordon made her walk. He led her down into the basement, where there was only a metal chair, a table, and a pitcher of water.
"Sit down."
"Pease, can I get some water?" Evy asked, her voice hoarse and scratchy.

"I'll get it. Just sit your ass down." Gordon ordered again.

Evy wanted to snap at him, tell him to stop being mean to her, but she didn't. His threat from earlier scared her more than anything else. She had no idea where she was, why Gordon wanted her, or what he planned to do with her. She wondered if her family was looking for her. Gordon came back down, carrying a big black duffel bag that he threw onto the table. He poured Evy a glass of water, and pulled something out of his pocket, which he opened and handed to her. It was a granola bar. Evy normally didn't like them, but she was so hungry she didn't care anymore.

"Thank you." She said. She didn't feel thankful, but she hoped acting polite to him would make him be nicer to her.

Gordon moved over to the table and stood against it. He crossed his arms against his chest and watched as Evy ate the granola bar and drank the water. He said nothing, just stared at Evy, making her uncomfortable and wondering what he was planning to do. Finally, after what felt like a long time, Gordon started to talk.

"I guess you're wondering why I took you."
"Yeah." Evy said quietly.

"Well, you see, I looked into you. How old are you?"

"I not 'posed to talk to strangers." Evy said.

"It's also a bad idea to take food and water from strangers, but you did that. Now I'll ask you again. How old are you?"

"I'm not talking to you." Evy insisted. Even though she remembered his threat from earlier, she was afraid to tell him too much. "I don't have to."

"Who says you don't have to?" Gordon asked. "I'm the only one here."

"I don't have to talk to you." Evy repeated.

Gordon laughed. "You're a stubborn kid. Just like your brother."

Evy stopped and looked at Gordon, mouth open in shock. "You know my bwother? Which one?"
"Dean. And your uncle Bobby." Gordon said.

"How?"
"I hunted with them a few years ago." Gordon answered her.

"Hunted?" Evy asked, confused. She knew uncle Bobby liked to go hunting, and had even offered to take her with him once he got older, but Dean didn't usually go with him. "Deanie doesn't like to hunt."

"Oh, yes, he does. Haven't you ever wondered where your brother and uncle go when they're gone for days at a time?" Gordon asked.

"They working." Evy said. "They help find people that nobody else can find."

Gordon laughed. "Is that what they told you? Hate to break it to you, kid. They're not looking for people. Your brother and uncle, and your dad a long time ago, kill monsters. They don't help people."
"You're lying!" Evy said, wanting to yell but not able to. "Monsters aren't real. They're pretend. Uncle Baby and Deanie save people. My daddy fixes cars."
"Think whatever you want, kid." Gordon said with a smile that made Evy cringe. "Your mom used to do it too."

"My mommy was a nurse! Stop lying!" Evy said. Her chest hurt, but she was too tired to cry.

"Man, they really laid it on thick with you, didn't they?" Gordon laughed. "Man."

"Why'd you take me?" Evy asked.

Gordon stopped laughing and got serious. "Because you shouldn't be here."

"What does that mean?"
"It means you shouldn't be alive."

As Gordon was talking to Evy, trying to isolate and scare her, the situation at Bobby's was the exact opposite. Ellen had tried to rally a few of the closest hunters, but the only one who had been able to come was Caleb, who John had called himself. Jody Mills, the local sheriff, was also there, trying to talk Bobby and John into letting her release Evy's picture to the local media.

"Jody, I don't want to tip Gordon off…" John argued.

"Listen to me." Jody said. "Please, please hear me. I promise I will not say anything to anyone about who Gordon really is or what he does. But missing children, especially Evy's age, get people looking. That's what we need. Gordon won't be expecting that kind of a response. He's hoping you'll keep this quiet."

"But Gordon isn't the type to respond well to surprises." Bobby said. "What if he hurts her?"

"I know you guys don't want to hear this. But chances are he already has." John, Sam, and Dean visibly tensed at that. "I'm sorry, guys. But it's true. This will help us get a drop on Gordon. It'll get his picture out to gas stations, supermarkets, anywhere he might stop for supplies. It'll put a serious kink in him getting very far. It'll give us the easiest way to find Evy and find her fast."

Bobby and John looked at each other, their decades of friendship allowing them to talk without saying a word. They nodded to each other, but there were two others whose opinion warranted consideration. John asked Sam and Dean,

"Boys, what do you think?"
"Do it." Sam and Dean said at the same time.

"Do it, Jody." Bobby said. "And thanks."
"You got it, guys." Jody said. "Have you figured out how he got in and took her?"

"Bobby! John! Get in here!" Everyone ran down the hall to Evy's room, where Caleb had been trying to figure that out. "Look at this."

Caleb was pointing underneath Evy's bed. The carpet that had been there was cut up and carefully put back into place. Caleb was holding up a board, just big enough for someone Gordon's size to fit through and climb down. Bobby looked inside the hole. Evy's room was directly above the basement. It made a little more sense now. Gordon had somehow snuck into Bobby's house, down into the basement, and made the hole through to Evy's room. Bobby intuitively knew that Gordon had been watching them. He had to know everyone's routine, know exactly when they would all likely be asleep, and when would be the best time to snatch Evy. Bobby guessed that he had also drugged Evy somehow; the kid could sleep through a hurricane, unless someone was touching her. When Bobby stood up, he noticed John was shaking.

"John? You okay?"

"It'll never be over, will it?" John asked.

"What'll never be over, Dad?" Dean asked.

But Bobby knew what John was talking about. He asked Caleb to go help Jody, and Bobby said, "John, you can't blame yourself for this."

"Why not? It's my fault." John said.

"How the hell do you put that together?" Bobby asked.

"I can never really leave the life, can I? I let my guard down because I thought it was safe enough." John said.

"Dad, stop." Sam tried. "It won't help her to blame yourself."
"Sam's right, Dad. Gordon's a sick, paranoid son of a bitch. But he's smart too. He would have found a way to take her if he was determined." Dean said.

"But why?" John asked. "Why would he come after a four-year old girl? Did either of you tell him about her?"

"No, Dad, of course we didn't…" Dean said, then suddenly remembered something. "Bobby? You don't think he did this because of that stupid argument he and I had, do you?"

"What argument, Dean?" John asked.

"Dean and Gordon got into it because Gordon got himself caught by the vampire he was helping us fight. Dean saved him, but instead of being grateful, Gordon swore he'd never work with Dean again." Bobby explained.

"He's pissed because you saved him?" Sam asked.

"That's not how Gordon saw it." Dean said.

"Okay, guys." Jody came back in, hanging up her cell phone. "Evy's picture is going out to all the news stations in this state and the bordering ones. Her picture and Gordon's are flooding the streets as we speak."

"Thanks, Jody." Bobby said. "We mean it."
"Yeah." John said. "I'm sorry I gave you a hard time about it…"
"Don't worry about it. And don't thank me until she comes home." Jody said. "I'm going back to the station to try and coordinate. You want me to get an officer to stay here?"

"No." Bobby said. "Thanks, anyway."

"Okay. I know better than to tell you not to work this case. Just promise me if you get a lead, you'll call and tell me."
"You got it. See you soon, Jody." Bobby agreed.

"Okay." Jody turned to John, who was barely keeping it together. "We've got everyone in five states out looking for her. We will bring her home."

John nodded. "Yeah."
"Boys, call me if you need anything."

Jody left, and Bobby and Dean followed. Sam tried to get John to eat something, but John refused. He asked Sam to leave him alone in Evy's room for a minute, and when Sam left, John sat down on Evy's bed. He felt an emptiness inside him that he'd felt before, when Evy died, but he'd hoped to never feel again. He was taking shallow breaths, mostly because it hurt to breathe. Evy was out there somewhere, with an unstable madman, one who didn't believe she should even be alive. John saw, on Evy's bookshelf, a folded up piece of paper. Curious, John grabbed it and sat back down. He unfolded the paper and his breath caught in his throat. It was a birthday card. For him. Evy had drawn it, and in big letters at the top, she'd carefully written in crayon 'Happy Birthday Daddy! I love you'. John couldn't stop the tears coming now. He held the card close to his heart and looked out the window. I love you too, little one. Hang on. Daddy's coming.

Next Chapter: Gordon continues his interrogation of Evy. The search for Evy turns up confusing results, hampering efforts to find her.