A/N: Hey guys, just a quick note this time. Just wanted to say again how thankful I am to all of my readers, you guys keep me excited about writing this story. I'd love some feedback on how you all are liking it so far! :) This chapter is bringing back some people of Ana's past, so you get a few more original characters. Let me know what you think of them so far!

Their stop with Jody was short, she was still working her shift at the sheriff's office and couldn't get much time away. There was a long hug exchanged between the sheriff and Ana, the elder making it extremely clear how glad she was that the witch was okay and making it known that she expected to be called frequently by all of the Winchester, even more so if they were in trouble. The goodbyes went by quickly and it was about a half hour total before the four were getting back into the Impala to start the drive back to Kansas.

Dean had just started to pull away from the station when Ana's phone began to ring in her pocket. Making a confused face, all of the people that normally called her were sitting in the car, she pulled the phone out of her pocket and glanced at the screen. With raised eyebrows she answered the call and placed the phone to her ear, "Gwenevere?" she answered the phone as a habit, waiting for the woman on the other end of the phone to answer in turn, but when the only response she got was a weak, "Ana." she knew something was wrong. "Gwen, what happened?" All of the men in the car had turned part of their attention to Ana's conversation, each worried by the concerned tone of her voice. When the young woman slumped in her seat they began to wonder further what this Gwen person was saying. "How long?" there was a quick pause and Ana sighed, "Uh, yeah, I can be there. I'll call you when I get into town. Bye, Gwen."

"What's going on?" Dean asked from the front seat, sending glances at his daughter via the rear view mirror.

Ana stared at her phone a moment before she slipped it back into her pocket, "Uh… that was an old friend from back home." she met her dad's eyes in the rear view mirror, "Her brother has been missing for a week."

"Like met a hot chick and has been holed up somewhere missing or something happened missing?" He wanted to know if she thought this was their type of thing.

She shook her head, "Kellen's not the kind of guy to up and disappear without a word to his family. Neither Gwen or their little sister Callie have heard from him in over a week." Brushing a hand through her hair, she sighed. Of course something else would happen to bring her back to her hometown, it was almost like she couldn't get away from it. "I don't know if it's our kind of thing or not, but I'm going to go do what I can to help find him."

"A tracking spell should make that pretty easy." Connor offered, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. He could feel her worry filtering through their bond and hoped he could comfort her.

Sam glanced at his brother, "If you want, we could come with you. Even if it's not our kind of thing we could lend a hand with the search." he knew that Dean had the same idea and was thankful that he could offer their help without his brother putting up a fight.

Ana shook her head, "You guys could all use some rest. I should be able to handle this one on my own." she assured them, knowing that while she had been in a coma for three days that none of the three men in the car with her had gotten much rest.

"Well, we can always get a motel when we get there. Let you scope things out with his family while we get some shut eye and then when you figure out what's going on we'll be ready to help." Dean stated, not ready to let Ana out of his sight after how long she had been in the hospital. "It's not that far of a drive from here, we can make it there by the end of the day and then we can all get some sleep. How's that sound?"

Slowly taking in the appearance of each man in the car, she realized that it wasn't likely any of them were about to let her go off by herself, not after the fear of losing her was still so fresh. "Sounds like a plan." she answered her dad, smiling slightly at the relieved look on his face at her agreement.

The inside of the car fell into a comfortable semi-silence, with the engine going the car was never actually silent and Dean had the radio on at a low volume, but everyone was preoccupied with their own thoughts as they exited Sioux Falls and started their drive to Montana. Ana snuggled into Connor's side as she thought about her childhood friends. Kellen, Gwen, and Callie had been her first real friends. Their home had been just around the corner from the one that Ana had grown up in and the closeness made it easy for the three to spend much of their time together as children. Now that she was thinking about him, it seemed like the fact that she had been climbing trees in her subconscious while she was in her coma could have been a likely sign of what was to come when she woke up. Kellen had been like an older brother to her and because she wasn't much into the extremely girly things that his younger sisters were, he had taught her things he thought were cool. Like how to make the best mud pies, worms included, or how to fix a bike if the chain came loose, and how to climb the tallest of trees without falling and getting hurt. The siblings had been the closest thing Ana had to extended family her entire life and she couldn't stand the thought of something happening to Kellen, leaving his family without him.

Connor could feel her growing more worried, she must have been pretty close to the missing brother, but if she had been, why hadn't she said anything about them or seemed to keep in contact with them? The question rolled around in his head for a while, coming up with likely possibilities, but he wouldn't actually know the answer unless he asked and he didn't want to breach the subject with her family around in case she didn't want to talk about it.

-A-

As the drive continued on, the conversation slowly picked back up. It was nothing serious, just random topics and playful banter when it was needed. Thankfully it helped make the drive seem to move by faster, but it was dark by the time they had crossed into the city and by the time they had gotten a couple of rooms at a motel they were all starving. Sam offered up the idea of ordering pizza so they didn't have to leave and that way they could get settled in the rooms before the food showed up. He called in the order as the rest of the family started grabbing their stuff out of the trunk. With their bags in hand Connor and Ana both headed for the same room, Dean having given the key to Connor for one room while keeping the other. "Where do you think you two are going?" Dean asked, raising an eyebrow at them just as they had reached the door.

"To our room?" Ana offered, returning his questioning expression with a confused one of her own.

Dean scoffed, "You two aren't sharing a room." he stated, slinging his bag over his shoulder and moving out of the way so Sam could grab his things now that he was off of the phone. "Ana you'll room with me."

The young witch rolled her eyes, "Dad, seriously? After everything we've found out recently and you think that you still need to separate us? We're freaking soul mates."

"Soul mates or not, you're not staying together. End of story." Dean gave her a stern look, one that dared her to argue.

"You're ridiculous! Do you really think the entire time we were dating before I left for school that we never stayed in the same bed?" She shook her head, "You're going to have to get used to us being together and you might as well start now." Without waiting for whatever fight Dean would put up she waved her hand, unlocking the door to their room so she didn't have to wait for Connor to unlock it and walked in, dropping her bag on the nearest bed.

"Anastasia Marie!" Dean called after her, ready to storm into the room she had walked into and pull her to the other room, kicking and screaming if he had to. Before he could take more than a step, he was stopped by Sam.

The younger brother rolled his eyes, "Dean, their adults and, like Ana said, they're kind of meant to be together. You can't pretend that she's a dumb teenager forever."

Connor took the chance of the brothers arguing to go into the room he would be sharing with Ana and closed the door, "You think that he would have gotten over this by now." he commented to her as he set his stuff down next to her's.

With a shake of her head, she fell back on the empty bed and began to massage her temples with her fingers, "I think he's overprotective because he wasn't around to be like this while I was an actual teenager." she turned her head so she could look at Connor, "Or he's losing what's left of his mind, it was bound to happen sometime with the life we live."

"He's a dad. No dad wants to think of their little girl growing up and finding another guy to share her love with." He moved to sit down next to her on the bed.

"But, he already shares my love with another guy." She explained with a soft smile.

Connor raised an eyebrow at her. Though they had been together for about a year before they went separate ways, neither of them had ever really used the 'L' word. "Oh really?" he questioned.

"Well, yeah, isn't it obvious?" Ana nodded, moving a little closer to him, a slightly dreamy look in her eyes as she looked into his. She took in a deep breath, a smile taking over her lips, "I love Sam too." she told him and then laughed as he rolled his eyes at her. "Oh, come on! You made that too easy!"

"You're ridiculous." He pointed out as the sounds of Sam and Dean talking loudly could be heard through their shared wall. Standing up, he moved over to the other bed to take off his jacket. "Weren't you supposed to call Gwen back?"

She nodded, "I'll just text her and let her know I'll be over to see her soon." Digging her phone out of her pocket, she sighed as she typed out the message, setting her phone down on the bed beside her when she was done.

Watching her for a moment, he sat back down on the bed next to her, "Can I ask you a question?"

"Of course." Ana answered, sitting up so that they could talk, she could already sense that this was going to be something more serious than your run of the mill question.

"If you were so close with this family, why haven't you mentioned them? Or seemed to be in contact with any of them?" Connor wanted to understand, because though he knew she had some friends when she left here to go live at the bunker with Sam and Dean, she had never spoken about any of them.

"Oh… uh…" She scrunched up her face, which was something he had come to understand as her trying to think about how to say something, "When Luke and I started dating, he got really possessive and kind of controlling. It didn't leave much time for my friends and because I wouldn't leave him, they got hurt. We still talked from time to time, but we lost touch and never really got it back."

Connor frowned, "The more I learn about Luke, the more I hate him." he confessed, wrapping an arm around her shoulder and pulling her close. "Hopefully everything works out and we find Kellen, then you guys can fix your friendships. You need people other than us in your life."

"Don't I know it. I'm surrounded by testosterone and it's going to drive me crazy." She teased, leaning into his side until there was a knock at the door and he got up to answer it. Once it was open, she could see her uncle standing just outside, hands in his pockets and one of his less angry bitch faces on.

"Pizza's here." Sam informed them before turning to head back to his room.

Ana got off of the bed and pushed Connor out of the door, ready to eat and then head over to Gwen's place so she could talk to her about Kellen. Walking into her uncle and dad's room, Ana could feel the slight tension rolling off of Dean, he was doing his best to control it. Apparently whatever talk he had with Sam had given him some perspective on the situation. "Sam ordered your favorite." Dean told her, extending a plate out to her.

"Thanks." She gave him a soft smile, knowing even though she felt that he was being completely irrational that it still had to be hard for him to come to terms with what was going on. After everyone finished eating, they cleaned up the small mess they had made and then sat down to discuss what the plan was going to be. "I don't really want to wait any longer to go see Gwen. So I'm thinking I'll go talk to her and Callie tonight, get as much information I can and then we can figure out what to do in the morning. Stop by and see Heather while I'm out there too, she'd freak out if she found out I was here and didn't see her."

Dean nodded, "Sounds like a good start. You sure you're good to do that alone?" he really didn't want to let her out of his sight, but he knew that having everyone around while she spoke to her friend would be a little awkward.

"Yeah, I think I'll have a better chance getting Gwen to talk if we're alone. Plus, I'm not sure how everything has been with them recently, might have to do some pushing to get answers and I know she wouldn't give me any if you guys came along." She answered, reaching for the bottle of water sitting in front of her on the table, "Add that on top of the fact that you all need to get some sleep and I'm not bringing anyone with me."

Connor shared a quick glance with Dean before looking back to Ana, "I don't really like the idea of you going out alone. We don't know where Jade is or what her next move is going to be, it could be dangerous for you to be out without backup."

With a roll of her eyes, Ana stood up from the table, "If I get attacked I'll be able to get myself out without much effort. I can teleport, ya know." she moved away from the table, ready to leave and get on with her task for the night. "You guys get some sleep, I'll be fine." With that one last reassurance, she teleported out of the room and to the space between Heather's house and the small shed that was in the backyard. It was a short walk from her childhood home to the house that her friends grew up in. Gwen had moved to a different city to go to college, but she had said on the phone that she was at her parents, most likely due to her brother's absence. Pausing as she reached the opposite side of the street as the house, she sighed when she saw that everyone was home, this wasn't going to be easy. Slipping her hands into her coat pockets, she jogged across the street and up the stairs to the front door, taking in a deep breath before she pulled her hand out of her pocket and knocked. When the door opened, Ana almost didn't recognize the teenager looking back at her. It wasn't until the girl was throwing herself at Ana, arms wrapping around her neck as she buried her face against the older girl's shoulder that the witch processed was going on. "Callie, shh.." she could feel the younger girl's body shaking as she cried, "It's going to be okay, we're going to get him back. Okay?"

Callie pulled away from Ana with a nod, her blonde hair was in a messy bun on top of her head and it looked like she hadn't changed out of her pajamas all day. Her normally big, brown eyes were pink and the skin surrounding them was puffy. Though Ana could still see the little girl that had spent much of her time driving her older siblings crazy, she had changed so much. She was almost as tall as Ana, even though she was three years her senior, and she had grown into the same petite build that both her mother and sister had. "You've changed so much, Ana." Callie commented, causing the redhead to realize that while she had been taking in her change in appearance, Callie had been doing the same.

"Not so much, Cal. I may look a little different, but I'm still me, just like I'm assuming you're still you." Ana wrapped an arm around the younger girl's shoulders and turned her toward the door. "Why don't we go find Gwen and your parents?" With a nod from the girl, Ana led her inside and closed the door behind them. "Mom, dad, I'm home." she called into the house as she had so many times before. It had become a joke when they were younger that Ana had spent so much time at their house that she had basically become a fourth child to them.

"Anastasia Marie Walker, is that you I hear?" Came a warm female voice from the back on the house. As Ana took off of her boots, she caught sight of the couple coming around the corner from the living room and into the entryway. Taking a moment to look at the woman in front of her, Ana sighed silently. Monica had always been a very professional looking woman; she wore nice clothes, her hair was always done, and even if it was just a little bit of makeup, she always had some on her face. Though it was clear that she had tried, none of it was done with much effort and Ana could tell that though she was trying to stay strong for her girls, that she was breaking on the inside. "We've missed you so much, honey, we just wish you were here under other circumstances." she spoke before moving to wrap the girl in a hug.

Ana returned it with a tight one of her own, "After we find him, I'll make sure to come back more often." she promised, looking over Monica's shoulder to get a look at Hank, her husband and the kids' father. He was just as tall and fit as Ana remembered, though he wasn't nearly as tall as Sam, and though his black hair held more grey in it than the last time she saw him, he still had the warmest of smiles for her.

Once Monica and Ana had separated, Hank opened his arms and Ana walked straight into them, giving a content sigh as he wrapped her in a comforting hug. Though she hadn't had any other family than Heather growing up, the Feragen family had been close enough and it was because of that fact that seeing them all this way was breaking her heart. "It's good to see you, Ana." Hank told her before releasing her.

The sounds of footsteps coming down the stairs pulled everyone's attention in that direction and Ana barely had time to brace herself before Gwen was throwing herself at her. Though it had been a long time since they had spoken last, Ana still considered Gwen her best friend and she couldn't stand the idea of her friend losing her brother. "I'm so glad you're here."

Ana hugged her friend tightly, hating to see her so upset, "I'm glad you called. I promise you that we're going to find Kellen in one piece. Everything is going to be okay." she reassured Gwen before pulling away from her, "Can you tell me where he was last? Anything that can help?"

"We've looked everywhere. There's been search teams, we've tried to track his cell phone." Monica shook her head, "The last place anyone saw him was at the shop after he finished his shift. After that it's like he just disappeared." she explained, fresh tears sliding down her cheeks.

Hank wrapped an arm around his wife, trying to provide comfort for her even if he knew it wouldn't work, "The last officer we spoke to said that they weren't dropping the search, but that it was probably best to prepare for the worst."

At his words Callie broke out in a sob, "He's not dead! He can't be!" she yelled before running up the stairs, too upset to hear anything else on the subject.

"I've brought some people with me, some family. They're pretty well known for picking up where the police have left off." Ana explained, knowing that she could do a tracking spell to find her missing friend, but that she was going to need something of his before she could do so.

"Family?" Gwen questioned with a confused look. Her family was well aware of the fact that after Ana's grandparents passed when they were young that the only family she had left was Heather.

The redhead nodded, "Uh, yeah. Last year I found my dad and his brother. I've been with them since the fall after we graduated." she explained. An odd silence took over as each Feragen took in that information. "Hey, I know it's getting kind of late and I don't want to be here keeping you guys up. Why don't we stop by in the morning and we'll see what we can do, okay?"

Monica and Hank both nodded, "We'll be here, honey. Thank you so much for coming." Monica told her, still trying to hold herself together.

"Good night." Hank gave her a soft smile as he turned to lead his wife up the stairs and to their bedroom.

Ana waited until she heard their bedroom door shut before she turned to look at Gwen, silently wondering to herself how the girl in front of her could look like the perfect combination of her parents. Though her coloring was all her father, with the black hair and the hazel eyes, her build was all her mother. "I know you and Kellen were close, did he tell you anything before he disappeared? Was he acting weird? Did he get into some sort of trouble?"

Gwen shook her head and sniffled, "No, nothing had changed. He was working at the shop, taking some courses online, and spending time with his friends. Same ol' Kellen." she answered.

With a slight frown, Ana pulled Gwen into another hug, "Why don't you try to get some rest tonight. I'll be back first thing in the morning and we'll start working on finding him, okay?"

"How are you so sure you can find him?" Gwen asked, noticing how her friend was certain in the fact that she would be able to.

"I have my ways." Ana told her with a small smile. "I'll see you in the morning, Gwen." she assured her before releasing her from their hug. Letting herself out, she closed the door behind her and looked around, making sure that no one was on the street to see her. Teleporting from the doorstep to the upstairs bedroom that used to be Kellen's before he moved out, she began to look around, trying to find something that she could use in a tracking spell. Moving toward the closet, she opened it quietly to find that they had kept the few things he had left behind and she was thankful when his letterman jacket was hanging there. He used to where that thing everywhere and she knew that it would be exactly what she needed her the spell. Quickly teleporting back to Heather's house, she looked into the windows to see if the lights were on so that she could stop by, but seeing that it was dark and it was almost ten at night, her aunt was most likely asleep. Deciding that she would call her in the morning, Ana teleported back to the motel room she was sharing with Connor to find him passed out on the bed they had been sitting on earlier. Quietly moving around the room, she contemplated doing the tracking spell herself and going to find Kellen on her own. Knowing that he could be hurt or in danger was driving her crazy, but she knew that if she went without someone for backup that she wouldn't hear the end of it and she refused to wake any of the men with her up because of how rough they had looked earlier. With those thoughts in mind, she moved over to the second bed and began to pull out clothes to change into. If she wasn't going to do anything now she might as well get some sleep.

Moving slowly through the motions of getting ready for bed, she hoped that it would help calm her down, but her mind was still running a million miles per hour. After brushing her teeth, she moved from the bathroom back into the main room, smiling slightly at the sounds of Connor's soft snoring. The first night they had spent together she had teased him about it, calling it cute. Knowing that she was going to have a rough night, Ana began to take their bags off of the second bed so she could sleep there and not disturb him, but just as she was getting ready to move the first bag she felt a warm hand rest against the side of her bare leg, just below the hem of her shorts, "Don't even think that I'm going to let you get away with sleeping in a separate bed." Connor's sleepy voice told her.

"I'm just going to keep you up. You need to get some sleep, I can sleep in this bed just fine." She assured him, turning slightly so she could brush one of her hands through his hair. "I know that you got little to no sleep while I was in the hospital and if we run into trouble while looking for Kellen I need you rested so you can have my back."

Connor grumbled, frowning at her, "If you don't get into this bed, I will force you to." he warned her, before tugging on her leg so that she fell forward and in the process landed slightly on top of him.

"I thought I had an option?" She questioned as she moved off of him, turning so that she was laying next to him instead of on top of him.

"I changed my mind." He informed her with a one shoulder shrug, "Now get under the blanket so I can snuggle you and go back to sleep."

Ana scoffed, "Has anyone told you that for being such a big, tough guy, you're super cuddly and clingy." she teased, knowing that she had pointed it out on more than one occasion.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, you like it." Connor spoke with a content sigh as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her body against his. It had been a long time since they had slept in the same bed and it had been the cause of many sleepless nights for him. After he had gotten used to her body being next to his while they slept in her bed in the bunker he had never readjusted to sleeping alone. Placing a gentle kiss on the back on her neck, he smiled, "Night, Red."

"Goodnight." She whispered back. The old, familiar feelings of warmth and protection were beginning to settle in as they laid like that. It didn't take long for the effects of his even breathing and warm body to lull her to sleep.

-A-

When the dream started out, Ana knew instantly that it was a vision because of how vivid everything was. Though they were few and far between lately, she still had the occasional one and it seemed that this time was going to be stronger than any she'd witnessed before. This experience was so much different than any of the others. The first thing that hit her was the metallic smell of blood and a groggy feeling in her head. It was as if she had been knocked out cold, which was something she hadn't enjoyed the first time she'd experienced it and she didn't like it anymore now. As the fog slowly lifted and she was able to open her eyes, Ana realized that she didn't feel right. Something felt off, other than the fact that she had obviously been hit on the head and that she was tied up against something cold and made of metal. Wiggling her arms, she came to figure out two things. One that she was tied up with a rough rope and two, that she wasn't in her own body. Whoever she was watching this vision through was much bigger than her; the arms were too long and bulky to be her own. As the vision cleared in the person's head, the more they came to and she could tell that they were beginning to remember what happened because the body was becoming more tense.

"Hey!" A familiar voice yelled, the voice of the man tied up. "Frankie! You can't keep me tied up down here forever!"

It was that sentence that gave her what she needed to process what was going on. It was Kellen. She was seeing through his eyes as he was being held captive by someone named Frankie. As she processed this, footsteps could be heard from behind Kellen, the sound gradually grew louder and with what she could see from his point of view, it looked like he was being held in a basement. When the footsteps grew more silent, though they could still be heard, Kellen tensed further. It was when his captor, Frankie, moved into his line of vision that Ana realized what was going on, though she greatly wished she was wrong.

Frankie was a man of average height and a bulky build that was mostly from a poor diet, though it was clear that there was some muscle. The longer Ana looked at him, the more she recognized him and then she knew that her assumption was right. Oh, she was going to beat some sense into Kellen once he was safe.