Tiny groaned when she woke up, her voice was full of sleep as she stretched from her unpleasant position remembering she was on a couch of all things. Looking up on her clock she realized it was possibly a good time to get up anyways. Groaning she got up from the couch seeing as the boys where still asleep she gave them there moment, getting herself ready as she grabbed some clothing from her bag as she walked out towards the bathroom where the door was then shut.

Hannibal who had noted the loss of his Master looked at her phone, tilting his head at whatever was on the screen, not that he understood, but he managed to get the clock as she would always glance at it. Focusing hard at it, the pup yipped and ran off the couch and hopped up and up and onto the sheets of Dean's bed as he climbed up with rapid pace and jumped on Dean's face as he yelped at the sudden feeling of warmth, weight, and fuzziness.

Sam shot up at hearing his brother yell out as he then turned to see that Hannibal was flung onto the other end of the bed as he yipped and yipped, pulling the sheets away from Dean who vigorously fought the little pup for the sheets. "Bad dog, bad! Return my sheets this instant!" Dean ordered the puppy who was too busy playing with him. Sam just sighed, tired, but startled awake looked at his phone to realize why he was doing what he was doing.

"Dean, it's time to wake up." Sam told his brother. "it's just about to turn to 6 o'clock, just enough time to get ready and some food along with it." When Sam finished his words Dean had stopped tugging at the sheets as Hannibal yipped forwards and landed besides Dean, sinking slightly in the sheets as he began to nuzzle his side and roll over. " Well then." Dean stated with a grumble as he lifted up the puppy by his scruff and lifted him up to see him in the face. Hannibal had then shut up, staring out at Dean and stopped moving. The stare contest lasted for a moment till he reached out with his long tongue and licked Dean's nose.

"We'll aren't you a happy little fucker?" He asked Hannibal who yipped in reply, wagging his tail. "Dean, put the dog down." Sam stated as he got up grabbing his own cloths. "fine, you try having that little creature follow you around everywhere and tell me he isn't just too fricken cute to ignore." Dean stated back as he dropped the puppy who scampered under his sheets as Dean moved his legs over the sheets and walked out.

The Impala had trailed up the dirt road as all members where situated,even Hannibal as he wore his miniature sized tactical pack as he was on Sam's lap, his tongue stood out in joy. "Seriously, that dog got issues."Dean stated as he looked over the puppy. "He's just Hannibal, leave him alone." Tiny stated in turn. It was filled with a random moment of talking till they reached the dirt road which held Hailey and her brother and their guide. Hannibal made a yuck sound as he shook his head repeatedly and grabbed Sam's hand in which he softly gnawed on.

Opening the door as all four of them got out, with Hannibal jumping at the sight of the forest, waiting for his master as she climbed out, by far the most appropriately dressed out of all of them (except for Hannibal with his wonderful fashion sense). "You guys got room for four more?" dean stated including the puppy that yipped in joy. "Wait, you want to come with us?" Hailey spoke in disbelief. "Who are these guys?" Their guide asked in turn. "Apparently, this is all the park service could muster up." Hailey told her paid guide as she then placed her hands on her hip and looked towards the party.

"You're rangers?" The guide asked. "That's right." Dean replied back as the party managed to walk forwards with Tiny in the lead. "And you're hiking out in biker boots and jeans?" She asked Dean. "Well, sweetheart, I don't do shorts." Dean replied back with his signature grin. If anything, Tiny wore the most appropriate clothing at least on the terms of hiking. Hiking boots, rolled up jeans, tang top with a flannel over and a cap on her head. "Oh you think this is funny? It's dangerous back country out there, her brother might be hurt." The guide stated. "Oh believe me, I know how dangerous it can be. We just want to help them find their brother, that's all." Dean told him back.

Suspicious eyes glazed over them. Nervously Tiny fixed the strap of the rifle that laid covered in a towel on her back which her cross body messenger bag hit her leg ever so often. The guide sighed in turn as they walked off.

"Don't worry uhm..."

"Roy."

"These boys may look unprofessional, maybe even say myself, but we know a thing or too out here. And trust me, I think a bear is the least of our worries."

The group had walked into the woods by now with Hannibal sniffing the ground occasionally and tilting his head and the variety of new scents. His little foxy trot was leading them ahead as he sniffed Roy ever so often as the guide looked at the pup that was so intent on studying him. As agreed, Tiny took his side considering he thought that she was more than capable of being in his area of work than the boys as she was more or less equipped and had a hunting dog, a terrible one at that, but none the less a hunting dog that seemed to be rather careful one at that.

"Roy, you said you did a little hunting." Dean began to say. "Yeah, more than a little." He stated in turn. "Uh-huh.' Dean stated back to him. "What kind of furry critters do you hunt?: Dean asked. "Mostly buck, sometimes bear." Roy simply replied back, not really giving a crap about him. "Tell me, uh, Bambi or Yogi ever fought you back?" Dean told him. Dean simply looked down at the yips from Hannibal in warning. Roy had almost tugged him out of the way had Hannibal not bit his leg in irritation of him ignoring his warning. Roy had just tighten his hold on his shoulder.

"What you doing, Roy?" Dean asked him in turn, oblivious to the fact of what was below him. Tiny had simply grabbed a stick as she slammed it onto covered ground where the bear trap snapped to life as Hannibal yipped in surprise, rushing up Sam's leg and on his hip where he was then held in Sam's large hands. "You should watch where you're steeping... Ranger?" he stated back in turn to Dean with a grin. Dean in turn made a face as a result and turned to them attempting it to seem like it was all fine. "It's just a bear trap." Dean informed them as the rest began to move on wards again.

"You didn't pack any provisions, you guys are carrying a duffle bag while she's holding a large messenger bag. You're not Rangers, so who the hell are you?" Hailey demanded as she walked along side Dean with a demanding tone. She had turned him around as a result where those lovely forest eyes turned to his brother and new companion as if for permission. They had in turn waited, allowing the others to pass only forwards from them.

He let his breath run sharp from his lungs, "Sam and I are brothers, and Tiny's a wonderful girl who's helping us along the way to look for our father. He might be here, we don't know, I just figured that you and me we're in the same boat." Dean explained as blandly as he could. Looking at her with eyes wondering if it where all fine. Hailey paused, eyes still remaining on the handsome older brother. "Why didn't you just tell me that from the start?" She questioned him. "I'm telling you now, besides, it's probably the most honest I've ever been with a woman. Ever. So we okay?" Dean informed the careful woman.

Moments paused laid in silence as she nodded in thought, Dean's expression ever waiting, ever expecting. "Yeah, okay." She told him. Dean had then scrunched up his face as he spoke. "What do you mean I didn't pack provisions?' He stated in turn as he faced her normally with scrunched brows. Dean had then pulled out a bag of M&Ms. He had then given her a look and then turned around, placing his hand in the bag to retrieve the candy. A small smile came from the corner of her lip rising. It had then fallen in thought, pausing as her mouth slightly gaped in thought. She was a careful woman, for her mind had wondered towards why on earth it was a good idea to trust them, to trust two brothers and just any woman to assist her when all she wanted was her brother safe, and for them to turn out safe too. She had then in turn glanced to where Dean had waddled off towards and walked forwards as a result.

Tiny swore that deep down she was in a bloody action movie, where the explorers went deep into the woods, searching for the lost treasures and artifacts that laid deep within the mines, and so was encountered by monsters of night and slaughtered off by night. It was a wonderful thought but it was there, and she could imagine some awesome ass music in the background. It was some Lara Croft shit.

"This is it- Blackwater Ridge." Roy informed them as his body ever so turned to look at the group. "What coordinates are we at?" Sam asked him in turn. Roy had stepped to the side where the other paced upon the flat ground where simple dirt laid on it. He took the device out and then looked over it; pressing buttons as beeping sounds emerged from the small device.

"35 & -111"

"You hear that?" Dean asked as he walked besides Sam as both of them looked over towards the woods ahead and surrounding them. "Yeah." Sam stated back in reply. Tiny had simple walked forwards, eyes around as she turned to see Roy turn to look at her, then glancing at the boys in suspicion again. It was actually quite unnerving to think about, his eyes watching over them as she, in her disturbed state, turned to look away from him.

"Not even crickets." Sam added in turn towards the silence as Dean turned around to look, spotting Tiny staring at Hannibal who had waddled to Dean's foot and sat there, looking up at him as Dean stared back for a few moments to turn away. " I'm gonna to take a look around." Roy began to say. "You shouldn't go off by yourself." Sam told him as the company turned to look at the guide. "That's sweet." He stated back as a chuckle came from his throat. "Don't worry about me." he stated as his face hardened, walking in-between the brothers as he held his rifle in arm.

"All right, everybody stays together." Dean ordered as Roy walked ahead. "Let's go." He added as the rest of the party followed him. All eyes were looking through the trail, where Hannibal sniffed the ground and trotted around in search as he expertly maneuvered through the underbrush. His tail flipped in swift movements as he trotted and paused, sniffing the air and growling at unsuspecting squirrels. Tiny had stayed close to her puppy, seeing him attempt to find any other human scent. He was a puppy, but he was a dog who was willing to help out, any time, as long as he got head rubs and biting people was good. After all he was named Hannibal, he has issues.

"Hailey, over here!"

That voice was no doubt Roy's that called a distance away. All heads had turned as a result. Hannibal was the first to run as he howled out, sprinting as fast as his little body could carry him as his master trailed right alongside where all the others had followed after hearing Roy call to them. They had frozen in almost shock at the sight in front of them, or much rather the two siblings that weren't hunters.

"Oh my god." Hailey stated, her head shaking with utter disbelief at the sight before her. "Looks like a grizzly." Roy began to say as they looked at the mangled sigh of the camp where everything laid in ruin. Hannibal trotted over to sniff any sort of evidence that little fur ball could get his hands on., The smell of iron laced at the sight of blood ever dripping as his little muzzle came closer to the small as he barked, softly falling on his back and scampering to Tiny as all had divided though out the sight. Blood spilled as the tents where ripped to shreds, as cuts lashed out like claws mangled it with such swift and clean cuts so rash and desolate that it laid in complete ruin as the frame held it's only ideal look to comprehend what it was.

"Tommy?" Hailey ever called out to the brother that remained missing. She had slipped her bag off, her eyes desperate and filled with desperation as she called out again. "Tommy! Tommy!" a shushing noise came from Sam in response as Tiny walked forwards with Hannibal observing his surroundings with black eyes. "Please calm down." She stated in turn but no use came from it. "Shut up." she stated simply as she then turned to her with eyes of desperation and irritation. "This is fresh if you haven't noticed it's possibly close." She reasoned as she looked around, eyes glazing over the other female. It wasn't out of irritation but of compassion and care as she held a strict tone, her eyes ever turned upon the vegetation around them.

Hailey in turn looked around in reason on her part, only to be interrupted by Dean's call. "Sam, Tiny!" he called out. Sam and Tiny shared a look once more as they rushed forwards, stepping over the uneven ground and over the roots of tall towering trees. Dean was positioned upon the ground as his eyes laced over whatever he wanted to share. He looked up to the approaching feet, where Hannibal growled at another intruding squirrel. Crouching down besides the brothers she looked at what the eldest had found.

"The bodies were dragged from the campsite. But here, the tracks just vanish." Dean informed them as they looked upon the dents that lay upon the ground of shuffle marks, of moved fresh earth. "It's weird." he stated as he then looked up. "I'll tell you what, it's not skin walker or black dog." Dean stated as they stood up. As his eyes looked over everything as he then turned away and walked as Sam took a longer glance. She had walked forwards in turn, following alongside Dean as Hannibal trailed right behind.

Hailey had picked up the bloodied, cracked phone from the ancient earth, her hand shaking ever so as she recognized this device, his device. Those eyes filled with sadness as they fell down her smooth face as she just stared at it as no words would slip out from her lips. Her breaths had laid thick in turn as a devotion of useless hope had ventured in her mind, engulfing her body to hold deep breaths and shallow breaks. Tommy was gone, wasn't he? It played over and over in her mind like an abyss, no words would come as her face scrunched up in a silent cry.

"Hey, he could still be alive." Dean's voice had cut through the silence of that cry that was escaping from her body, his form crouched, looking at her as she attempted to hold herself together. She looked at him, a look of utter disbelief, of hopelessness and unknowing paths. The silence grazed between them.

"Help!"

"Please! Somebody help me!"

Tiny pulled the blanket out from over her rifle, cocking it. Everyone was standing now, ready to act upon the matter as they all heard that man's tormented cry for salvation. Something wasn't right about it though, oh no, it seemed off to her ears as the sound wasn't normal per say and Hannibal growled in agreement. Roy had shot out first with Tiny and Hannibal close behind to the guide as everyone followed after them. Deep into the woods, where the sound emanated from the group raced towards it, where the rifle bearers charged with fast movements, having Tiny cut passed as she raced towards the scene, turning across the vegetation towards an opening of large trees where dirt laid plentiful.

Then there was silence.

Author's Note

Well darling, I lied, this is much longer. Both in terms of how long this chapter is to how many chapters to an episode. I didn't to make these chapters too long either. I could always make these longer but I find it a little better to stretch them out, too ready each one. I hope you are enjoying it so far. I know I'm not the greatest with this but I hope it's decent enough. Please, give me feedback to improve this any way, it'll help a lot, good or bad.

Thanks for reading! :3

With Love,

VioletFlame14