Going to try and push this episode into two chapters so we can start the exciting final chapters of when the family are to reunite. Taking a lot of liberties on this one and I hope you like what I do. Thank you for being patient I've been finding it hard to write around my personal life. -DSCWIN

Chapter 30

The sky was overcast when the Winchesters arrived in the town of Hibbing, Minnesota. All three of them were investigating the strange disappearances in the town.

Christina watched from across the street as her two older brothers, dressed in state trooper outfits, walked into a small apartment building where they were planning on talking to a young boy that claimed to have heard something supernatural. She stayed out while she walked around the parking lot to try and find any kind of evidence that could explain all the disappearances. She felt like she was being watched and looked around not seeing anything out of the ordinary. She shook off the feeling and slowly made it back to the Impala but that feeling returned harder now making her slide in quickly and locked the back seat. She mentally made fun of her for getting terrified from the feeling before Sam and Dean walked back and slid into the front seat.

"Well, I'm glad we paid for the hotel room, that we're not going to be staying at." Dean grumbled setting the hat on the seat in between Sam and himself. "Did you find anything unusual in the parking lot?" Dean asked as he looked at Christina in the rear view.

"Nothing supernatural." She said glad to have the feeling of being watched go away, but just to give herself one last bit of comfort that she wasn't being watched she looked out the back window. But once again she saw nothing. "Just a bunch of trash and oil spots."

"Well, I highly doubt this is our case." Dean said pulling out into traffic. "Now let's see if the hotel will give us a refund on the room we no longer need."

"At least we can use it to change into our street clothes." Sam stated as they drove off. "Then I'll go search for another case."

Dean nodded approving the plan his brother had come up with.

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Sam sat at the table typing on his laptop on the internet looking for a new case as well as try and find what could be causing the disappearances. He looked up when he kept hearing a thunk sound. He smiled when he saw that Christina was now squaring off before tossing three darts into the board. It took Sam a few seconds to see that she was hitting the circle just around the bulls-eye.

"Tell me you got some good news," Dean grumbled when Christina went to grab the darts from the board. "I'm tried of getting my ass beat by a girl. My sister no less."

"I'm not beating you." Christina said sliding into a seat next to Sam. "You're playing too easy for me."

"Not that your game has been interesting," Sam said picking up his beer and taking a sip. "But we're investigating these strange disappearances."

"Oh right. Sorry." Dean said not in any disrespect for those that have already disappeared. "So what did you find?"

"Well, nothing." Sam said feeling a little dishearten but there was a slight hint of confusion in it too. "I mean I found out what could be causing the disappearances. But like Christy said about not finding anything supernatural in the parking lot, I'm drawing a blank about what's going on. But then why would Dad's journal have this place down as the most disappearances in this area."

"Maybe because Dad thinks anything with anything abnormal is journal worthy." Dean said not seeing the tenseness in his sister's shoulders when they talked about the journal. "But I think it's not our deal. So I say we get out of town maybe stop in Iowa so we can find a new case."

"I'm okay with that." Sam said finishing his beer. "Christy?"

"Yeah. I think that's a good idea." She said quickly starting to chug her beer and grabbing a handful of pretzels from the small bowl that was on the table.

"Great!" Dean said grabbing his jacket. "Why don't you two go and wait for me in the car. I got to hit the head and we'll be on our way."

Sam and Christina nodded quietly as the two headed outside.

"Hey Sam," Christina said once they stepped into the cool air. She instinctively walked to the other side of her brother as they walked past some bikers that were talking away from the entrance. "Do you think Dean would be mad if a piece of Dad's journal would fall out?"

Sam stopped as they were only a few feet away from the Impala and looked at his sister with curious eyes. "It depends if it's important." He said slowly. "Why?"

Christina nervously pulled out the piece of paper from her back pocket and handed it to her brother. "It fell out when we were in Nebraska...when Dean went to talk with that faith healer and you went to talk to the coach of the kid that passed for Dean."

"And you kept it this long for what reason?" He didn't sound mad just confused as to why she would be hiding something like that.

"I was scared you or Dean would get mad that I just folded the paper and didn't try to put it back. I mean, it seemed I was supposed to find it as it's about me."

Sam looked at her confused but a pound near the Impala interrupted his thoughts. "Get behind me." He quietly instructed which Christina did taking a glance behind her in case someone where to sneak up behind them. Sam, slowly moved towards the Impala before getting to his knees and slowly checking underneath the bottom of the Impala. His heart leapt up into his throat when a orange cat hissed before jumping out from underneath. Sam let out a sigh of relief as he stood up and turned around to comfort his younger sister. But when she wasn't there his guard was back up for only a second before he felt something pulling him to the ground knocking him out.

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The feeling of having weight on his arm woke Sam up thinking all of his last several months was nothing then a dream; making him think he was safely back in his apartment with his girlfriend beside him. As he slowly opened his eyes he saw that he wasn't in his apartment, or a bed, but inside a metal cage with straw lining thickly on it. The weight on his arm wasn't his girlfriend but younger sister who groaned as she sat up and blinked back confusion ignoring the few strands of straws inside her now down hair. Sam slowly sat up and rubbed his head feeling the aftermath of that fall.

"What are you two doing here?" Came a gruff voice coming from another cage five feet away Sam and Christina took up their positions to try and look through the metal walls at an older man who looked vaguely familiar.

"Well, we didn't come here by choice." Christina said her usually perky nice demeanor becoming more hostile. "We were investigating some disappearances and-"

"Are you Alvin Jenkins?" Sam asked grabbing his sister's shoulder to stop her from causing more tension.

"I am...who are you?" Alvin said feeling rather surprised the young man that sat across from him knew his name.

"My name is Sam Winchester. This is my sister Christina. We're here to rescue you."

Alvin looked over at the metal walls and then back at Sam and Christina then let out a chuckle. "Great job on that." Alvin said sitting against his cage. "So how do we escape now that you two are in here?"

"We'll think of something." Christina said slowly as if trying to control her anger. "You just got to believe us."

"Yeah right." Alvin said before sitting up his eyes wild. "They're coming."

Two more loud thumps came from outside as a door squeaked open. Two sets of footsteps came inside and Sam pulled Christina so she was behind him. His eyes scanned the two dark figures as they pushed a plate inside a small opening. The food on it looked like steak and steamed vegetables. Sam looked confused but saw that Alvin waited until the two figures left them to start to pig out on his food. His stomach growled and could hear that Christina's stomach was also protesting food. He carefully picked up the plate and sniffed its contents carefully before plopping a piece of broccoli into his mouth. He was surprised that it had butter, salt and pepper. He looked at the steak and saw that he didn't have any utensils. He looked over at his sister and handed her the plate of vegetables while he took a small bite of steak from one end.

"Why would they feed us?" Christina asked nervously taking her finger and splitting half of the vegetables to each side of the plate.

"I don't know." Sam said setting the steak down onto the plate and picked up his vegetables. "But it can't be anything good."

The two siblings silently spent the rest of their meal taking turns eating the steak not caring about manners or each other's germs. After the food was done, Christina sat back her eyes looking over the cage she was in while Sam glanced at a control box near the front end. The cogs were beginning to turn as he reached out and felt a plug that was placed inside what he hoped was the way for them to get out.

"Find something?" Christina asked slowly crawling over to him as the cage was too small to stand in.

"I think I found a control box." Sam said through gritted teeth. "I think I can...open up..." he let out a grunt pulling out the plug and fell back knocking his sister into the straw that covered the floor. A mechanical buzzing noise filled the structure they were in and the door on Alvin's cage slowly lifted up like a garage door. Sam quickly sat up and something played in his head. "Mr. Jenkins don't do it. It seems way to easy."

Alvin looked paranoid as he slowly left the cage. "I'm not going to look a gift horse in the mouth." He said slowly moving towards an entrance. "But I will go find some help."

Sam and Christina tried to stop Alvin from leaving but when a door squeaked closed they figured they wouldn't be leaving anytime soon.

"Now, what?" Christina asked pulling out some straw from her hair.

"I'll figure something out." Sam said hoping that Alvin Jenkins could indeed leave to find help. "I'm sure Dean's looking for us, so we have that going for us." He said before wrapping his arm around her shoulder. "We just got to think positive." A muffled scream split the building they were in making both of their hearts leap into their throat.

"Nothing positive about that." Christina said softly as her body began to tremble. "What kind of monsters are these?"

"I don't know." Sam said his voice unsure. "But whatever they are we got to figure out a way to tell Dean."

Christina nodded silently but began to cower when the door to their cage slowly opened just big enough for her to crawl out. "Sam?" She asked gently nudging his shoulder.

"What in..." Sam stopped and then looked at her. "Go. Find help."

"But I can't..."

"Go, Christy. I'll be fine. You're smart. I know you can make it." He gave her a soft reassuring smile.

Christina frowned with uncertainty as she reluctantly crawled underneath the opening. Her heart was thumping wildly as the cage closed with a snap making her rush back to her brother's side. "I can't do this Sam..." She said her voice acting more childish by the second. "I can't do this. I mean I just found you guys...I'm not ready to loose you now."

"You're not going to loose us." He said gently holding her hand. "You're a Winchester. You hunted monsters on your own for nearly seven years. You can do this. I believe in you."

Christina swallowed and nodded silently. She felt a sense of purpose as she moved out the door and nervously looked around. The barn she moved out off was rain damaged but looked to be a strong structure. The rest of the land gave her the look of a hoarder as broken down vehicles littered the ground amongst tall weeds. A two story house sat to her right and gave her an uneasy feeling as she slowly made her way down the dirt path that hopefully lead to safety. But as she stopped just at a bend she noticed a small hunting knife dropped in the ground.

The hairs on her neck stood up as she bent down. It wasn't dropped it had been placed deliberately on the ground and she stopped herself when she heard a soft voice in her head.

"Don't." The voice made her stand up quickly and turn around her breathing was quickening as she looked around. "Go left."

Christina turned to her left and started to run leaving the knife behind. The ground was uneven as she ran falling a few time as she moved through the tall weeds and skeletal remains of vehicles. The wind was starting to pick up as she came up to a large rut in the ground. She carefully peered inside before falling into the hole letting out a small yelp of surprise. She tried to move but her body felt as though something large had been placed on top of it.

"Don't move." The voice said causing her body to stop.

Footsteps were coming closer and she fought to keep her body still, the weight on her back helped a lot, as she tried to calm the panic breathing to stop. She could hear the footsteps getting closer until they stopped just next to her. Her heart stopped beating as she held her breath. She felt as though the encounter was lasting forever when she heard the footsteps turn and walk away. After several more minutes the weight on her back lifted and she slowly pushed herself up. Loud screams of anger came from somewhere back from the barn, and she hoped her brother wasn't getting punished because she ran.

"Run. Don't stop. Not until you find help." The voice said to her.

Christina looked around trying to find the source of the talking but didn't waist more time as she felt a soft push. As she ran further away from where she and her brother were held, she began to wonder if that face had something to do with all the other times she was nearly missed or helped while she was alone. She kept her feet moving until she found herself on a long dirt road and saw a large stretch of road that hopefully lead to safety.