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Kasey Clark: Where have I seen you before? I know I've seen you somewhere. Yeah, poor Sam. I'm trying to make them longer, honest. Thanks. Hope this is soon enough.

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JadeAlmasy: Yeah. Can you believe I'm doing this to the poor guy?

DISCLAIMER

Supernatural belongs to the WB. I only own Cassie and her pack. It looks like this story's gonna be longer than "House Of Fear" and "Blood Ties" because I want to cover all three days. I own anybody and anything you don't recognize.

Early the next morning, John slammed his hands down on the desk. He was getting nowhere! He ran his fingers through his hair.

"Come on, Sammy. Where are you?" he asked in frustation. Okay. Calm down, John! Think! he silently berated himself.

"Okay, John. If this was a regular missing person. What would you do?" he asked himself. Then, "Duh! I'd talk to the locals!" He then went out of his hotel room and went next door. After knocking, he heard an annoyed mutter and the door opened to reveal a sleepy-looking man.
"Hey, buddy. Do you have any idea what time it is?" he snapped.

"I'm really sorry. It's---my son. He's missing and I've been looking all day yesterday," John apologized.

"Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't see anything. Just let me whip up two cups of coffee and I'll join you," the man offered.

"Thank you," John sighed. The man went to the coffee pot and quickly made two cups. As soon as they were ready, the two men went outside. Each person they asked was sympathetic when they got the news, but each gave the same answer. They hadn't seen a thing. After four hours, John sighed heavily.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to waste your time," John apologized.

"No, it's fine. I'm just sorry I couldn't be of more help," the man responded.

"Hey. Thanks for the help," John said sadly.

"Hope you find your son," the man stated.

"Thanks," John said. Then they parted ways. John took his pickup and headed for the beach. He skipped the caves he had already checked. When he got to a new part of the beach, he parked his car, took some weapons, and began searching. Hours later, he sank to the floor.

"Sammy, where are you?" he moaned. He began to cry from fear and exhaustion.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

I know John seemed like an idiot at first, but I was going with the idea that he wasn't thinking clearly because Sam's missing.