A new addition to the 'Impala Crew'.

Sam chuckled as Dean shrunk down in his seat, pouting. They'd had a bet about which town was coming up next. Sam had said Andover; Dean insisted it was Engelberg. Sam won. Whoever was right got to drive the Impala for the next week. Dean was extremely upset that he hadn't won and called Sam a number of profanities under his breath before they had gotten into the car.

He leant back on the seat; one hand on the wheel, the other searching through the box of tapes. Unable to see which tape he has holding he looked away then felt as Dean took the wheel. "you smash this car and I swear I will rip you apart with my bare hands" he growled. Sam popped the AC/DC tape in and peeled Dean's hand off the wheel, "don't worry, nothing will happen to the car while I'm at the wheel"

Dean's cell started ringing and both boys looked around for it. Then Sam felt it. Under his ass. "Dean, my ass is vibrating. Is there any chance you forgot to take it off the drivers seat?" Dean reached under Sam's ass and proceeded to grab his cell. Sam lifted his bum off the seat and also felt around for it, alternating looks between the seat and the road ahead. Sam found it and tossed it to Dean, "who is it?" he asked and Dean shrugged, "I dunno. The number's not in the phonebook"

Sam strained to read the postal code of the phone number, "it's from Wisconsin. Answer it!" he turned this eyes back to the road and braked suddenly as a girl ran out onto the road. Her eyes were filled with fear and she was in great pain, judging from the large amount of blood staining the bottom half of her jeans. She wavered on the spot for a few seconds as Dean got out of the car and ran over just in time to catch her before she hit the ground.

He would have estimated her to be about 14 or 15. she wore jeans and a tight brown t-shirt with a very low neckline. She also had on a black leather overcoat that reached her knees and flared out slightly. Her hair was a rich brown with natural highlights that reached halfway down her back. She had a youthful face, muscular toned calves and quite large breasts. Sam was already attending to her leg, "hey Sammy?' Dean asked, "do you think we could do that somewhere else than in the middle of a road?"

Sam looked at the leg and then back at Dean, "I don't think we should move her. She must be one hell of a fighter to get through the woods around here to the road with a wound like this" Dean peered over at the huge gash across the girls leg and grimaced, "you're right." Then he felt something warm through his fingers. Switching hands that held her back up he inspected his hand, it was covered in blood.

"Sam?" he said again and Sam grunted in reply as he stitched up the huge gash. "look" Dean stated simply and Sam lifted his head up, "damn. what the hell is that from?" Dean felt a slight bulge right next to her spine, "she's been shot"

Emergency Room (45 minutes later)

"well, it's good that you boys found her, if she'd been there any longer she would have bled out completely. You can see her now" the elderly doctor told the two men and they quietly entered the private ICU room. The girl they had rescued now lay down asleep on the hard bed. Sam sat down on the chair next to her while Dean leant up against the back wall, hands in pockets. After a while she stirred, then spotted the two boys and sat up suddenly.

Her hand flew to her midriff where the bullet had entered and she groaned quietly. Dean took pity on her for the many times he had been shot in the chest and abdomen. Sam patted her shoulder, "take it easy. Now, do you remember what happened?" the girl scratched her head thoughtfully, "I was…running from a wendigo. It was after us, me and my brother." Panic set in, "oh no! Antonio!" Dena looked interested now, "so you and your brother Antonio were being chased by a wendigo then you got shot and decided to keep running so you could find a road"

Sam leant back into the chair and sank into a deep train of thought, "do you know who shot you?" he asked and the girl shook her head, "no. we were sent out there by a man named John to fix his wendigo problem. How he even knew that they were wendigos still gets me. So Antonio and I went out there and it wasn't just one little son of a bitch. Oh no, there was a whole pack of them"

Dean inspected his nail and discovered that there was a whole heap of dried blood under it, "what's your name?" he asked and the girl looked at him as if she had only just noticed he was there, "Carlotta. Carlotta Valentino. Fourth generation Italian hunter. Our Father died a few months ago so my brother Antonio and I took over the family business. I need you to find him for me" she grabbed a spare piece of paper and scribbled down a short note in what Sam could figure was Italian.

She gave it to Sam and he shoved it in his pocket. "come on Dean, we've got a job to do" Dean stood up and followed his younger brother out of the room, "we'll be back soon with your brother" Carlotta lay back down and after a few minutes became bored and proceeded to watch 'Days of Our Lives'. Meanwhile Sam still had rights of the steering wheel and they doubled back to red beach cliff in search of Carlotta's older brother.

It wasn't long before they found him, or rather them. Carlotta had failed to mention they also had another brother. Antonio sat on the front of the car while the other boy walked around in circles, kicking at piles of dirt. The younger one looked up and stared at Sam and Dean. Sam stepped forward and gave him the note. The boy looked at it fleetingly then passed it to the older one who Sam presumed was Antonio.

Antonio glanced at it then loosened his grip, letting the paper fall to the ground. "Carmine" he strained as if he had been crying and the younger boy stepped forward. The older one muttered a few words in Italian then motioned towards the boot. Carmine popped the trunk and scrounged around for a while, then held out several cans of petrol and a lighter.

Antonio got off the front of the older style jag and circled the brothers. He was slightly shorter than Sam. Dean instinctively moved closer toward Sam. "è fratelli Winchester eh?" he stated in Italian. Carmine shut the trunk with a huge thud, causing Sam to jump slightly, "sorry, my brother speaks only Italian when he's upset" he informed the brothers and they nodded in unison. Carmine pushed the can of petrol into one of Antonio's hand and the lighter into the other.

Antonio motioned for them to enter the cave hidden by a dense wall of pine trees. Dean pulled a .24 out of his pocket and held it in front of him. The elder Valentino brother put his hand over the roof of the gun and pushed it down toward the floor. "you won't need that' he told Dean, returning to English. Dean shoved the gun into his pocket again.

"Tonio, there!" Carmine exclaimed. Antonio set off the petrol and flame at the same time causing an explosion to his right. They watched as one of the wendigos shriveled up into nothing, then backed away as the other wendigos got even more pissed off with the 4. Sam did the same thing to the one in front of him and it caused a chain reaction. Dean set his off as did Carmine. Soon enough all the wendigos were nothing.

"we make a pretty good team" Sam stated simply after they had exited the now deserted cave. Antonio had already made his way to the car and everyone chucked their cans into the boot. They stood in silence for a while, "well, what are you waiting for?" Antonio asked and Dean scratched his head, "I don't know. Sam, what are we waiting for?" Sam shrugged and they all got into their cars.

Another 45 minutes on the road and they were back at the hospital. Antonio rushed in without a word and found his own way to Carlotta's room. The other 3 came in and saw Carlotta sitting up now, wrapped in Antonio's embrace. "Bella lotta, che cosa è accaduto? " he spoke, the words muffled by her hair. "non so, Antonio." Sam looked desperately at Carmine, waiting for a translation. "she's okay" he whispered, and went to join his sister and brother on the bed.

A/N: now I think about it, that was a kind of short chapter. There'll be more, but only if you want it!

Isn't Antonio a strange fellow! I was sick when I created him so he was officially a 'shady character'. That's all from me. I'm going on holidays for a while to some town in the middle of nowhere. Praise is accepted with a lot of enthusiasm and helps me write.