Once more they where on the road in the Impala that Tiny had so softly glazed her finger tips over in delight. She may have been used to those larger, bulked cars that where higher above the ground, but this girl was a beauty that simply needed washing. It was early on that she heard the car named 'baby' so to speak, crush a few little spots in her heart as she sadly looked at it afterwards. However no matter what the idea of such a car called baby was sweet in its own strange way. Rock music blared over as they drove by luscious emerald fields and beautiful signs of nature.

It was quite a drive as the sinking sun laid overhead as it began it's venture to the darkness. The car itself had trailed over towards the woods, where towering trees stood high above reaching the sky and stars, while being so thick and difficult to see through. The four of them had waltzed out (quite ungracefully actually) as they came to the house in the middle of the woods. Hannibal simply trotted out towards the woods having a rather moody phase that day.

Dean took lead with his fist raising upwards towards the door of glass as he knocked only to be greeted by a male. "Will Carlton?" Dean stated towards the male as he looked at them with weary eyes. "Yeah, that's right." Replied the male.

"I'm Agent Ford. This is Agent Hamill and Agent Blake; we're with the U.S. Wildlife Service." Dean stated as he held up his bade so he could see it. Tiny glanced at Dean, with a little crinkle of her nose. Agent Blake wasn't so bad of a title, had it not been for the fact there was no card for this Agent Blake. She pondered a moment as she wondered if she would make one real quick in the car if was required.

The male had in turn lead them out towards the lake, where an older man sat on the platform stretching outwards towards the gloomy waters holding the reflection on the towering trees and sky up above like a perfect mirror, as steady and smooth as could be with a darkened reflection of what was there. Softly, and almost motionless the water churned within its dark depths. Tiny's eyes trained on him, as those soft sweet eyes softly swallowed the water through the brim as she saw nothing more than a gray dream. The forest around them was nothing more than a dull everlasting hue, as the water reflected deep and dark as if an almost black. The man in his gray sadness laid the reminisce of remorse throughout. She felt a pang of sadness flood over her body, but nothing showed that but the simple little natural curves of her mouth that naturally came down with a soft little sad look as she viewed the area around ever so fiercely defensive to absolutely nothing.

"She was about a hundred yards out, that's where she got dragged down." Will told them. "And you're sure she didn't just drown?" Dean asked him. "She was a varsity swimmer. She practically grew up in that lake. She's as safe out there as in her own bathtub." He told them. "So no splashing, no sign of distress?" Sam questioned. "No, that's what I'm telling you." He told them more. Tiny sent him a soft look of remorse as she noted his tired voice in which cracked ever slightly. It was hard to imagine really, to loose someone. It was a feeling arguably constant yet so foreign at the same time. It felt like she could never really understand it. Not by much at least.

"Did you see any shadows in the water, maybe some dark shape breach the surface?" Sam supplied. "No again, she was really far out there." He replied again with arms crossed over his chest. "You ever see any strange tracks by the shoreline?" Dean asked. "No, never, why? What do you thinks out there?" he asked as his eyes narrowed ever slightly at them. "We could tell you our suspicions, but it's best to provide a defined answer to what we believe is the cause if that's fine with you. After all we don't want to be leading you to leading you to believe something very different than what it truly is." Tiny stated with her smooth voice a she looked at him with a small smile as the corner of her lips curved ever slightly up. Her eyes laid in sympathy. Her sweet voice made him nod back in understanding towards the quiet woman.

"Yeah, I think that's a good idea." Will nodded ever so in agreement. "And I hope this isn't too much to ask but what about your father? I would wish to talk to him but I understand if otherwise, after all it must be hard to be telling us any of this but I hope you do understand anything helps." Tiny said ever softly towards him. His eyes had looked over her form as he took a breath in and shook his head. He sighed, turning his head to the man who sat on the bench which laid on the platform." Sorry but, if you don't mind, he didn't see anything, and he kinda been through a lot." Will responded.

Tiny nodded. "We understand, well thank you for cooperation and giving us some of your time. Please be aware we possibly might come around again, but if anything thank you. We'll be on our way now." Tiny informed him.

Dean and Sam exchanged looks with one another for a moment as Tiny took charge of the speech. Surprisingly she was much more confident this time around rather than the one with the ranger and it had hardly been around a week since then. With late November air swarming around them it seemed so near and in between the times of these cases.

The group had then returned to the car. A soft whistle came from Tiny as her beloved Shepard trotted out through the woods. His large body, bundled with long fur always relished in the woods, where by this time of year the air was cold and dry, as his fur ever so clean and healthy bounced with his timed steps as she came to his master with a happy yip and a very much change of demeanor than before.

"Come on my mini Cannibal, we must make haste." she stated to the fur ball as he trotted further over towards them. Tiny having a smile on her face as she once more jumped in the back with her loyal companion who yipped over again. Sam and Dean followed suit, with Sam in his usual position in front and Dean in his driver seat. As she looked out towards the water once more her eyes laced over as she felt a soft twinge of sadness wash over her.

"You alright Tiny, you look sad." Sam stated as she looked at the female who held her eyes glazed over the gloomy water of the lake. His eyes laced over her form, that still wonderful plum form that held a simply gray jacket that was loosely fitted on her frame. The sipper was half way up, showing her blue tang top underneath and her necklace that hung swiftly on her neck. The soft gleam on it let the necklace glow as if it were alive, lying restless against her soft flesh besides the burns.

Her pants of faded dark blue laid smoothly upon her thick legs and her muscles and boots where buckled below on her feet. Her hands held finger less gloves as her sleeves rolled up to her elbows. Her hair was in turn held up as always with a pony tail, those stray strands landing and swaying towards the left as her lips where ever so naturally parted.

Tiny blinked as his voice, turning over with eyes of honey as she looked over to Sam with eyes that ever remained dull and sad like the surroundings that faded in distinction as the car began to move. "To be honest, I don't know. It... It just feels sad over there, it was so dull... So gray." she stated simply. Hannibal had let a deep whine come from his throat as he looked over his master in concern, only eased by those light feathered touches she gave him over his fluffy head.

Sam in turn nodded in response, his eyes remaining on the young girl for a moment longer. Those strong hazel eyes that belonged to none other to the younger male had lingered there, observing her. Her soft eyes looked at him with that ever saddened look, that look of utter tire as it was hidden by a façade of sweet smiles. Ever so swiftly they laid there, only to eventually turn away from her. For a moment he thought before any one of them discussed the matter. He had certainly grown interest on this lovely character, this young female with sweet eyes. There was something so different and fascinating about her all in the same time.

"Now, I'm sorry, but why does the wildlife service care about an accidental drowning?"

An officer of the station stated as he opened the small little path with the swishing door so the towering men and short female would pass within to the Police Station's premises. "You sure It's accidental? Will Carlton saw something grab his sister." Sam stated, or further more Agent 'Hamill'. "Like what? Here, sit, please." The officer stated as the boys sat down as Tiny stood by their seats with her hands on the top back of them.

"There are no indigenous carnivores in that lake. There's nothing even big enough to pull down a person, unless it was the lock ness Monster." He reasoned to the group of four. Hannibal had situated himself by her leg, taking a suspicious look at all the men that walked passed his dear master. He was more that prepared to bite of their rather succulent hands. "Yeah, right." Dean began.

"Will Carlton was traumatized, and sometimes the mind play tricks. Still, we dragged that entire lake. We even ran a sonar sweep just to be sure, and there was nothing down there." The officer continued. "That's weird, though, that's the third missing body this year." Dean stated as he leaned forwards towards the man seated at his desk. "I know." he replied back.

"These are people from my town. These are people I care about." He added on. "I know." Dean added simply in turn. The other male simply gave out a sigh. "Anyway... All this- it won't be a problem much longer." The officer informed. "What do you mean?" Dean asked. "The Dam Agent Ford." Tiny stated as she thought for a moment on the information she collected earlier. "Of course, the dam." Dean stated back in reply to Tiny's response as he gave him a fake smile for a moment as if he knew that. "If I remember correctly the Dam was falling apart wasn't it? Or is I should say." Tiny asked the officer. He nodded in reply. "That's right, nothing being down on the Dam, and the FED's won't give us the grant to repair it. So they're opening the spillway. In another six months, there won't be much of a lake. There won't be much of a town either, but as Federal Wildlife, shouldn't you Agents already know that." He stated addressing the brothers as his eyes glanced towards the slightly nervous Agent Blake as she shuffled lightly knowing the other two men didn't know that.

"But we do know that. Agent Blake told you already." Dean stated back in reply. Tiny glanced at him as the young female slightly smiled back towards the officer in reassurance.

"Sorry, am I interrupting?"

The group had turned their heads at the sound of the door opening and towards the voice of the female as she walked. She held beautiful dark hair, a white shirt and a soft pastel pink skirt. " I can come back later." She stated in her sweet high pitched voice with a smile on her sweet doe face of beauty. In turn both boys had stood up. "Gentlemen, Ma'am, this is my daughter." The officer stated as he stood up.

Dean of course was the first one to approach. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Dean." He stated as he held out his hand to the young woman. A smile crossed over her face as a grin on his. "Andrea Bar. Hi.' she stated with a smile. "Hi." Dean replied back with the smirk all lased up on his face. Hannibal had stood up at the approach of the newcomer, sniffing the air if anything was wrong as he looked up at her. " "They're from the wildlife service about the lake." The officer stated in turn.

Dean's head had turned to look at the father as he stood up behind his desk as hands laid on his hips. A grim look had came over the daughter's features in response to that, yet that smile had lingered over there in reassurance not to be ever so rude as it felt ever so awkward for a moment. "Oh." was all the woman said. Tiny smiled ever so sweetly as she saw a little head of hair behind the woman. Seeing the young boy she knew he was about 10 or so, but then again she wasn't very good at guessing ages.

She smiled as she saw the shy boy come out from behind her. "Hello." Tiny stated with a sweet smile on her face, waving at the young boy who looked ever so silent. "Oh, hey there. What's your name?" Dean added as he saw the boy after hearing Tiny say so. The boy didn't even look up as his head lowered and his body turned around, leaving the room as quickly as he came. There as silence for a moment, the young woman held a tight, fake smile as she then turned and drifted out of the room again.

" His name is Lucas."

The officer had stated from behind them. As they were going from the room she silently followed. Tiny looked at the young boy, a soft frown on her face as she looked at him, his long hair, and his silence. She could tell by a simply look that something brother the young boy, to the extent he simply refused to talk. The officer took note of her expression, seeing a motherly shade over it, her smile had diminished as he saw the overwhelming motherly instinct shine over her in worry that it almost seemed to make him smile, almost.

"Is he okay?" Sam asked, as they had turned to look back at him. "My Grandson's been through a lot. We all have. Well, if there's anything else I can do for you, please let me know.: He stated as he walked around them towards the door. "Thanks." Dean stated as he was the first to walk out, the officer pattered his back. "Thank you for talking your time with our questions. Take care." Tiny stated with a nod. He nodded back with a halfhearted smile. Sam trailed right behind her.

"You know, now that you mentioned it, could you point us in the direction of a reasonably priced motel?" Dean stated to Andrea. "Lakefront Motel - go around the corner, its two blocks up." She stated as she looked up from her son to them. Sam held a slight lift of his lips for a moment as a smile as Dean spoke with her, the shorter one did the same to her. "Two - would you mind showing us?" Dean asked her. She chuckled in return. Tiny creased her brows as Sam held a look towards his brother speaking for itself as he just looked at him. "You want me to walk you two blocks?" Andrea asked him.

"Not if it's any trouble." Dean told her. Sam looked away knowing well what this was. Tiny just scratched the back of her neck, doing the same thing. She looked over to the boy again and smiled ever slightly, his eyes glanced at her. "I'm heading that way anyway." She stated. "I'll be back to pick up Lucas at 3:00. We'll got to the park, okay, sweetie?" She began to say to her father who smiled as he looked at her and looked down to his grandson, the ending for her own son. He didn't really react at all, simply watching the items that laid held in his hands as he moved them. Hannibal tilted his head as he sat before the boy who gave him a little glance and went back to his hands again. A tiny little whimper came from him.

The group had then turned to follow Andrea. "Thanks again." Sam stated to the officer who held a tight look on his face as he nodded as they left. "So, cute kid." Dean stated. "Thanks." Andrea stated. The group had then walked to cross the street. "Kids are the best, huh?" Dean asked her. Sam and Tiny who were behind them simply walked besides one another exchanging looks. Tiny rolled her eyes at his comment.

"He could have at least phrased it better, or yet not say anything at all." She ever so mumbled, a smile on Sam's face in response as he looked down at her, who felt a slight smile and a roll of her honey eyes. Tiny could already imagine the forced smile on her face. Looking up to see that smile on the boys faces.

"There it is. Like I said, two blocks." Andrea stated as she stopped on the other side of the road. "Thanks." One of the boys stated in turn. "Must be hard with your sense of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line." Andrea stated to him. Tiny smiled at that, a toothy grin, knowing well Andrea heard her comment, with the smile on the other female's face.

The boys had just stood there in shock for a bit, disappointment lacing over them. "Enjoy your stay." Andrea said with a grin on her own face as she trotted away leaving them to watch her go. "Thank you!" Tiny called out as Andrea had made her way across, still with the smile as she waved at the female a fair well.

"Kids are the best?" Sam asked his brother. "You don't even like kids." Sam added. "I love kids." Dean defended. "That's my job, Dean." Tiny added. He then looked at her. "I was here first Missy, meaning that was my job first." Sam held his arms out in turn. "Name three children that you even know."

Dean swayed for a moment as he thought. Nothing came out. Sam had then swished his hand before his face, and left as Tiny laughed. Dean had then scratched the back of his head as he looked down to Hannibal who was the only one to stay with him, patiently sitting by his feet with his tongue out. "I'm thinking." He told him as he then turned to walk after them with Hannibal right by his feet.

Tiny hummed ever so as she typed away on her lap top happily as she looked up further information. She had in turn sat across Sam who was doing the same thing. Hannibal was smuggled in, his body silent as he rode the messenger bag as they came through. He had then remained silent, only for the softest of whimpers to come from his mouth, the deep recognizable bark hidden away. Dean was walking to and fro, placing something here and back. Hannibal was simply intently looking at the male, as said male kept on glancing at him time to time. "Fluffy butt." he said ever so often as Hannibal tilted his head and followed.

"So there's the three drowning victims this year." Sam stated. "And before that?" Dean asked as he looked through clothing. "Yeah, six more, spread out over the past 35 years." Sam stated. "And just like these, not a single body has been recovered from the lake." He finished. Tiny just stared intently at her own screen as her glasses where pushed up the bridge of her nose. "If there is something out there, it's picking up its pace quite rapidly preferably due to the Dam."

"So we got a lake monster on a binge?" Dean asked as he turned to the two on laptops. "This whole lake monster theory - it just bugs me." Sam began to say. Tiny nodded in turn. "Why?" Dean stated as he came closer to look at Sam's screen. "Lock Ness, Lake Champlain - there are literally hundreds of eyewitness accounts, but here, almost nothing, whatever it is out there, no one's living to talk about it." Sam told him. Tiny paused for a moment, a soft frown on her face. "Honestly, I couldn't agree more. It just doesn't sit right with me."

"Wait, Bar, Christopher Bar." Dean stated as he pointed out on the screen. "Where have I heard that name before?" Dean asked once more. Tiny paused for a moment. "Related to the three people we met at the station by any chance?" She stated as she remembered their names to consist with the last name Bar as she had in turn stood besides Dean leaning over to see.

"Christopher Bar, the victim in May." Sam stated as he scrolled around. "Christopher Bar was Andrea's Husband, Lucas' father. Apparently, he took Lucas out swimming. Lucas was on a floating wooden platform when Chris drowned. Two hours before the kid got rescued." it then zoomed in on a picture of Lucas, terror running over his face as a towel was over him, his body drenched as an officer held him by his shoulders. It made Tiny feel a twinge of sadness in her dear little broken heart.

"Maybe we have an eyewitness after all." Sam stated in turn. Tiny frowned at that. "No wonder that kid was so freaked out. Watching one of your parents die isn't something you just get over." Dean stated in turn. Tiny held no changing expression on her face, however her hand held Sam's shoulder a bit tighter. Once more she lifted herself on spot, leaving Sam to give her a look.

"We can try, but I don't think it would be much. #1 - it might worsen his trauma, #2 - the trauma stops him from speaking, it was evident, and #3 - he might actually be afraid of us if we just come up. We got to, have to, be careful on our approach." Tiny stated simply going back to her seat with a tired sigh. She had then shut off her laptop.

Tiny had been tired for some time, her mind coming over as thoughts swarmed over and over again leaving her to simply sigh, plopping on the bed. Her eyes where trained above her as she tilted her head ever so to an angle upon the sheets as she thought heavily on what the evidence thus far would provide.

"Do you really think this was what laid her to hunting? I mean she said a few years back is when all hell broke loose."

"I don't know Sammy, but did you see her, the idea bothered her. She said she hadn't seen her family in 2 years. They might as well all be dead except for her brothers, why hasn't she talked about them but refer to her brothers as fine?"

"..."

"Besides, she's the one that loves kids right, so let her deal with the kids."

"That's actually what I was planning the whole time Dean. I don't know she just got that feeling you know?"

"Actually I do, I got it the moment we came into her house."

"I think she's just the push of mother we might actually need."

"Actually I think he needs a push of a father. Dean will be the daddy figure considering you just love kids."

The boys had then just turned their heads towards the female who mumbled ever so in a tired breath. "What? You thought I was asleep. For one thing I'm insomniac and you boys, if I were trying to fall asleep, wouldn't be helping for shit." She added with a groan, patting the space besides her tiredly as she kicked off the sheets once more, as her body laid so plainly limp on the cheap sheets.

"How long have you been awake?"

"I haven't fallen asleep yet at all, as I said."

"So...did you're..."

"It wasn't the reason I started hunting if that's what you mean. Please, enough." Tiny stated with a sign on her soft withered voice of tired, dryness. "But I'm serious. Little Lucas needs a father figure, not a mother one. His mother cares about him; it's his father he would miss more than anything. Some form of male reassurance would help him greatly I think. Dean and I would go out to talk to him." she announced.

Sam gave her a bewildered look. "You know he was just staying he loves Kids just because right?" He asked her. Tiny nodded. "Of course, I know that. It was absolutely terrible. But I'm being serious here." She stated as her eyes turned to Dean. "I believe dean knows how to handle a child because I'm guessing her raised you when you were little Sam." She stated. Dean looked at the young female who pulled on her jacket once more as she got up with Hannibal looking up at his young master.

Her form had walked over to Dean patting him lightly on the chest. "After all, a hunter's life doesn't really involve kids on more personal matters than cases. Let Dean be on this, he may be a man whore but I think he can take responsibility when the times requires." She stated as she walked past.

Dean held an expression of offensive as he looked at her. Tiny smiled shyly at him, a slight look of mischief in her eyes that ever so gleamed. "I've heard about you form other Hunters Dean Winchester, and that's possibly one of the main things I've ever heard from you and I'm not even adding the fact Hunters naturally tend to be anyways. Besides the fact that Winchesters are one hell of fantastic hunters are another thing."

With that she turned as her hand laced on the door frame as she looked back.

"I know what I'm saying, most of the time."

Author's Note

I tried and this is what I got, Longer but hopefully it'll pass quick. For those lovely ones who look at my story on Wattpad ( of course all of you are lovely individuals and I am not saying other wise because you are all wonderful people), here is an image that I drew. Surprise! It's rather quickly done however that does not take away the fact I tried. I've never done digital art really so this was my try on it and colors are terrible. I do black and white but for the sake of it I attempted with a cartoony look because I was afraid with colors with a realistic features (or at least more realistic in it's own right.). So here is an attempt and what took so long to update this. Sorry on however I am making a cover of this so you can see what Tiny and Hannibal looks like. Hope you guys like it no less. This is engaging long and I also want to mention that it seems too Mary Sue kinda thing with motherly which I know well but there is actually an explanation of this later on so please, just note it will constantly pop but it will be explained. It's too early of that now though. This is a long note, my goodness. Please comment and tell me what you think, drawing or writing (preferably writing). It would mean a lot to be if you do.

Thank you for Reading! :3

VioletFlame14

P.S. I should proof read this more. I never do. I'm just a confusing person.