Note: I don't own the show or the characters.

Ok, this isn't exactly a sequel, it's a different story, no one will get lost, I promise. However I decided to use a character from my other story ( she belongs to me :-) Lindsey from ' That's my first time'. She is also a hunter ( sort of) Dean and Lindsey already know each other from other gig. She also knows Sam too from their last time.

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Summary: Sam and Dean receive a call to help a friend on a hunt. But do they know exactly what they are up against? Some places are better left undisturbed. Lots of angst, mystery and supernatural. :-)

" Sam!" Dean saw his brother falling hard on the ground; he got back and helped Sam up. " I twisted my ankle! Shit!" Sam said. Dean allowed Sam to put his arms around his shoulders. " We can't stop, come on! Try to go as fast as you can" Sam knew the best was to keep running, he felt like asking his brother to go, to run as fast as he could, but he knew Dean, He'd never leave Sam behind.

" It's getting closer! Dean!" Dean looked behind to see the red eyes following them in incredible speed. " Fuck! We gotta get to the car".

The forest they were at was different even for them, the moon light couldn't reach through the trees, the temperature was freezing, some unusual kind of cold. The sky was dark like a rainy day, one of those damn strong rainy days. Several pairs of eyes seemed to watch them closely. Voices were being whispered, and the voices echoed loudly among the trees. Crying; screams and sorrow; desperate calls could be heard as well. Steps in a hurry, steps from scared people running seemed to be competing with Sam and Dean, and yet, they couldn't see anyone. Even his EMF was weird in that place. As if nothing supernatural could be detected. If they didn't know about all the dangerous beings that remained hidden in darkness, they could say that place was hell, or even worse. A living nightmare and they couldn't wake up from this one.

Finally they saw the car. Dean opened the passenger's door and pushed Sam inside; quickly he hurried to his side and not even looked behind. Dean tried to start the Impala, he was out of luck.

" No , no, no! Don't do this to me!" Dean was squeezing the wheel, Sam was looking around. " Hurry up Dean! There is something coming!"

" Shut up Sam, I am trying" Over and over, he tried to start the car. " Start! Start!"

" DEAN!" Their hearts were beating fast. Getting scared like that was rare, but they were. The unknown in that forest was frightening. Reflected on the mirror, were the red eyes. Suddenly the Impala was freezing, just like the forest.

" Please honey, start!" Out of the blue, Sam had one those headaches, a painful one. He could no longer hear his brother working things out with the car, or feel the cold.

" Sam! Sam!" He also forgot about everything else for a minute. Sam was having one of his visions. " Now it's not a good time Sam, look at me. You have to focus!"

Sam looked at Dean. He was rubbing his hands on his temple. " This is getting more painful every time". Still with his eyes shut he whispered a few words in Latin.

" Sam…what are you saying? What is it?" He was breathing hard.

" Start the car Dean!" He tried again and this time it worked. Not giving a second thought he hurried out of that place back to the road. Slowly Sam's breathing was coming back to normal.

" Are you alright?" Dean asked checking his brother.

" I had better days" They were both breathing more calmly now.

" What a fuck is that place? The guns won't work, neither my EMF! I never saw or heard about anything like that!" Dean was angry. He didn't like to leave unfinished business behind. But this time he had no choice. They were both hurt, the weapons were useless, and the woods not only had ghosts, but many other screwed up supernatural stuff. " What the hell was following us anyway?" Sam asked curious. He didn't have time to see what it was, everything happened too fast. The guns were not working, Dean was screaming for him to run, the steps and the screaming seemed to be so painful. The eyes watching all their moves.

" I don't know Sam! All I saw were the eyes. Could have been a wolf , a demon or even a dog if you ask me. How could we hear all those sounds, be chased and see nothing?"

" We tried all we had Dean, how can that be? All of the guns? It's impossible!"

Dean just shook his head. Whatever that place was, whatever happened there, it wasn't meant to be found. It wasn't meant to be disturbed.

" What were you whispering back there?"

" I don't know actually. That vision was different. I didn't see anything, I just heard these words being whispered in my ears. Although in my head, the whispering was damn loud. I thought I could give it a shot."

" Whatever it was, worked just fine".

In silence they got back to the motel.

Dean perked the car and helped Sam out.

" How bad is it?" Dean asked observing the difficulty Sam was finding in walking.

" Not as bad as the cut on your face! You gotta fix that dude!"

" You are just jealous of my new battle scar. New story for the chicks"

" Yeah? What are you gonna say? You chased a bad guy who stole the purse of an old lady?"

" The story is not the important, the final act when I am the hero is all that counts" he said with his usual smug grin. He opened the door and led to the bed, then he got back to the car to grab the bags.

He cleaned his face and gave Sam a hand with injuries too. They had some cuts but nothing major. Dean went to the shower first, then he helped Sam, as much as Sam let him.

" Hey Dean, you have a message"

" I must have missed it during all that mess in the Impala." He opened the phone to check it.

" It's Lindsey, she is Bradford hunting something and she needs our help".

" What about the forest?"

" That's gonna have to wait. We don't even know what is out there or how to destroy it. Lindsey can be in trouble."

" What is she hunting?"

" She didn't mention. I am gonna give her a call."

He dialed her number, waited, waited, but she didn't answer. He tried again and again, but got nothing.

" She isn't picking up, damn it!" Dean said closing his phone harshly.

" Let's pack".

Inside the Impala, ACDC on (highway to hell, love this song haha) Dean was singing along, Sam had his laptop opened, checking Bradford's latest news. It had been a month since they had saw Lindsey for the last time. When all that body switching happened.

" That girl is a trouble magnet." Dean said. Sam looked at him with a smile. " Just like somebody I know" – Sam said.

Even though, his brother wouldn't admit, he had strong feeling for her, she had strong feeling for him as well. They were just too stubborn to admit it to each other. So they played this flirting game every time they saw each other.

" Dean calling Sam back to earth". Sam got back to reality.

" You think too much little bro".

" I was thinking about how many times you mentioned Lindsey. You've been talking about her quite often for the past weeks." His smile was huge on his face by now.

" No I haven't!"

" I am just saying. You talk about her even when we are hunting. You wanna know where she is, if she is ok.".

" Fine, I won't mention her anymore, if you have to make a big deal out of everything".

" Admit it, you were worried".

" I wasn't, she is a big girl".

" I know you! If any other stranger had called , you'd try to figure that creepy place out first and go after the other gig afterwards."

" I am just not eager to go back there, so why not go to Pennsylvania".

" Have it your way, but you are not fooling anyone".

" If this gets any more girly I will sell this conversation to Oprah". He turned the music up and started singing along again.

" Gee Dean, you will end up deaf" he said turning the music down again.

Dean reached the radio and turned it up once again. " You will make a wonderful grandma one day" he got back to his singing. Needless to say, Sam ignored and turned his attention back to the laptop.

" Any luck?"

" Nah, nothing out of the ordinary. Whatever she is hunting, it's not here." Sam closed his laptop. He could see the worry in Dean's eyes. " Try her phone again".

He did. Once, twice, three times. Still nothing. All he got was her voice mail.

" I must have tried 30 times by now. She would have seen her missed calls. Damn!"

" Maybe her phone is not working, or maybe she is a place with no signal. We both know the supernatural can interfere with electronics." Dean let out a sigh. " Or maybe she really is trouble." He sped up the Impala.

To be continued…

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