There was one review that I had to reply to, it was so knowledge-full that I had to say something back.

Jenckles- Rachael is from South America originally, but this story will mostly take place in Africa. Though you were right about the different species and where they lived, I think you missed a big part of the story. Rio and Rachael can transform into leopards, and the man attacking Rio can transform into a Jaguar, so it really doesn't matter where they live. Thank you so much for the reply, and your support anyway though, I really appreciate it, and your intuitive thinking... It really helped me to better explain myself.

By the way I appreciate all the other reviews because of the support, and I wish that everyone will tell me if they see something wrong with my story, or if they need better explaining of anything I write... Thank you all again!

Sam watched as Rio and his brother sat on opposite sides of the room, glaring at each other. He was all for family meeting friends, but this was just ridiculous. They were acting like children, and if they wanted to be that way, then he would just leave. He hadn't even gotten the chance to tell Rio about the vision yet, but he wasn't going to stay here and watch these two act like idiots.

"Well, I'm going for a walk, if you two are gonna act like idiots. Besides I need to clear my head." Sam said, standing and stretching. "If anyone, except you two wants to come with me, you are welcome to." He started walking to the door, when he heard the beginning of protests from both of them. "Don't give me any of that… I don't care what you have to say. We're gonna be here for a while, if not staying in the same house, than in close proximity, so you two need to learn to play nice."

Sam walked out the door, and hearing someone follow him, he turned around to see Rachael standing there. He saw Rio get up, but he pushed him back down in the seat with his telekinesis, and started climbing down the tree. Rachael looked at him surprised, and he said, "I got a few powers… They really come in handy when you're dealing with morons." Sam's tone was serious, but both him and Rachael started laughing, and hearing the grumbling from the house, they laughed harder.

Sam got down to the ground, and waited for Rachael, who finally got fed up, and jumped the rest of the way down. She smiled at him, "What? If I'm to be a leopard woman, I might as well use as many of the benefits as I can right?" She asked, and he laughed.

They walked through the forest, listening to the birds and the monkeys as they made music with their voices. There was silence between them, but it was companionable, and both seemed comfortable to just listen to the sounds of the forest.

They continued walking and about fifteen minutes later turned back. They had been walking for about half an hour, and they could see the house through the trees, when Sam felt the pain rip through his mind again. He groaned, and clutched his head in the cradle of his hands.

"Sam?" Rachael asked, afraid. She watched as he lifted his head from his hands to look at her, and the pain in his eyes was evident. He fell to his knees, and horror dawned on her when she saw the first of the blood seep from his nose. His head was back in his hands, and she put her hand on his shoulder, and felt how tense he was, and that was a warning to how bad the pain was.

"Sam, I'm going to get Rio and Dean. I swear I will be right back, hold on." Rachael said, and with one last look at him, she ran full speed at the house. She took a leap, and landed halfway up the tree, that held the house. She climbed the rest of the way up, with speed that wasn't known to any normal human.

Rio saw as she entered the house, that she was distressed and out of breath. "Rachael, what's wrong?" He asked her, as he walked to her.

"Sam… He just gripped his head and fell." She gasped, and looked up into his eyes. He could see her fear. He looked up when he heard a noise; Dean was already halfway down the tree, trying to get to Sam.

"It'll be okay," he whispered soothingly into her ear, and with a kiss to her forehead, he took off after Dean. Dean was already almost to Sam who was gripping his head, as he sat on his heels. There was blood running from his nose, seeping into the navy shirt that he was wearing.

Dean ran to Sam, and dropped to his knees beside him. It was worse than the last vision had been, and the pain and emotion was so intense, Dean could feel the air currents around him moving. It was a struggle to stay beside Sam, without being thrown away from him; his brother's telekinesis trying to push everyone and everything away from him.

Dean looked up as he felt his brother's shoulders shake. There were leaves, and twigs swirling around them, and the trees were moving in the current. He saw Rio standing next to him, looking down at Sam in worry; not knowing what to do. Dean felt it as all the strength left Sam, and caught him as his brother felt into him.

"Great damn birthday, huh Sammy?" Dean asked under his breath as he stood up, and lifted Sam up, with his arm over his shoulders. Rio took the other side of the youngest Winchester, and together they pulled him back to the house, and Rio carried him up the tree and into the house.

When Sam, Dean and Rio were in the house; Rio laid Sam down gently on the bed. Dean reached into the duffle bag he had brought with him, and got out Sam's migraine pills; while Rachael got a washbasin, filled it with cool water, and a towel.

Dean opened his brother's mouth, and with a glass of water, he coaxed Sam to take the pills, rubbing his brother's neck. His brother swallowed reflexively, and Dean smiled a little. The smile was short lived when he saw how his brother's face was still etched in pain, and the blood that he had lost.

"What's wrong with him?" Rio asked, his voice full of concern.

"He had a vision, and I have no doubt that it was about you. His visions have never been this bad... He's never been in so much pain, or bled so much." Dean said, and looked up at the man that his brother considered family. Rio's face was muddled with concern, and confusion, and Dean tried to explain what Sam had told him about the vision he had, had.

"Sam had a vision yesterday morning. He had been getting his coffee, and just suddenly fell to his knees in pain. He had stayed that way for almost five minutes, and his nose had started to bleed." Dean looked disturbed at the memory, but continued none the less, as he absently used the towel to wipe the blood and sweat from Sam's face. "When he had become lucid, though it was only a minute before he passed out, he had called out your name." Dean looked at Rio, and saw that the man had a dawning look of knowing on his face.

"When Sam came to late last night, about half an hour past midnight, I think; he said that you were going to be attacked, and that he had to warn you." Dean smiled cynically, remembering that he had thought his brother insane, and not really planning on going to Africa to the rainforest, but snapped out of it, when he felt a hand on his shoulder. "When I asked him why you were so important that he would travel half way around the world, he told me that you were like family." Dean's voice faded, and he just kept stroking Sam's hair away from his face.

"That sounds just like something Sam would do... He really needs to take better care of himself though," Rio said and frowned. "What happened to his wrist, and why is he so much quieter?" He asked, as he looked Sam over.

Dean sighed, thinking about the past few months events. "Sam was attacked, and since you know about our line of work, she was a demon. I don't even know if you know this yet but, the demon was blaming Sam for Jess' death. She tortured him, and made him feel guilty about even being born." Dean's voice was quiet as he relayed the events.

"That would explain things better, though I am glad that he has such a protective brother. If I had known what was happening, I would have gone to the States and taken that son of a bitch out for even thinking about hurting Sam. I think of him as family too, kind of like a little brother." Rio said, and Dean smirked, nodding.

"Yeah, he does have that aura, doesn't he?" Dean asked, and both men laughed. It seemed as though things might work out better than they all thought...

Or maybe not...

Sam arched on the bed, as a cracking of a branch sounded outside the house. "He's here." Sam said his voice monotone, and he opened his eyes, showing a blackness that Dean had only seen once before, when Sam had faced off with Mary and Jess against Emma.

TBC

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