When I woke up I realized that we had been driving all night and at some point Sam had moved to the front seat. I stayed still as I listened to Dean and Sam speaking.
"Who do you think that was? In Cameron's house?" Sam asked. "And why do you think he was trying to kill her?"
"I don't know." Dean answered. "Maybe she'll be able to tell us that when she wakes up."
"I'm awake." I murmured, opening my eyes and sitting up. "I don't know what he was. He just pops up sometimes. I've managed to get away for the most part."
"For the most part?" Sam questioned, turning to look back at me.
"He almost got me about a year ago." I answered, pulling my knees up to my chest.
"What happened?" Dean inquired, glancing at me before looking back to the road.
I shook my head and stayed silent, not wanting to talk about it. "Where are we heading?"
"Blackwater Ridge." Sam answered. I looked up at him in slight alarm, but I quickly hid it.
"Why?" I inquired.
"Our Dad - well, your dad too - left us coordinates leading there, so maybe we'll find him there." Dean answered. "Then we can figure out why he left without his journal."
"Is that unusual?" I queried, tilting my head to the side and putting my legs down.
"Yeah. It has information on almost everything we've hunted before." Sam answered. "And it told us about you. Which makes it even more unusual since Dad didn't want us to know you existed."
"Oh." I murmured, looking away for a moment before looking at Sam. "What happened? At Stanford?"
Sam looked out the window as his mood suddenly changed. Dean glanced at him before looking back at me and back to the road. "Well, I suppose you deserve to know. A demon killed our mother when we were younger, which started all this hunting monsters stuff. Dad's been looking for the demon that killed her...and we're pretty sure that the same demon killed Sam's girlfriend."
"I'm sorry." I murmured with a sigh. "What makes you think it's the same demon?"
"Our mother was pinned to the roof and burned, so was Sam's girlfriend. Can't exactly be a coincidence." Dean explained.
I frowned. "Was your mother killed in Sam's nursery?"
"Yeah." Dean said, surprise in his voice before he pulled over sharply before turning to face me. "How'd you know about that?"
"I've been having dreams of women dying, in a nursery, pinned to the ceiling, and being burned." I answered softly. "My mother died when I was young as well. I remember it. I don't know why. I was only about a month old at the time. But, afterwards, when I was older and understood what had happened, I did some research on it. I found a few other similar cases and I guess it just stuck with me."
At this point Sam was looking back at me. "I'm sorry."
"It's fine." I replied. "It was sixteen years ago."
"And that's why you aren't overly freaked out about everything you've seen since you met us?" Dean asked. I nodded and tucked some hair behind my ear.
"You knew Constance's name." Sam commented.
"Yeah. I heard the story about what happened to her kids." I murmured. "And since I believed in things like that, when people started saying that there was a ghost on Breckenridge Road I went out to find her. I saw her a few times and actually spoke to her once. She kept saying she wanted to go home, but she couldn't. I called her Constance and she answered to it so I figured that that was actually her name and not just part of the story."
"Anything else we should know?" Dean inquired.
I shook my head. "Not that I can think of off the top of my head."
Dean nodded and turned back around, starting the car and driving again. I leaned back and peered out the window, messing with the bandage on my left arm. I frowned as I thought over what I had just learned. For some reason I stayed stuck on how my father had given me up and then kept me a secret. "Can I look at his journal?"
Sam looked back at me. "Sure. I guess." He handed it back to me and I accepted it before immediately flipping through the pages, looking for the entry he had that talked about me. I saw several things as I flipped through it. I saw entries about the Wendigo, Werewolves, Shapeshifters, and several other things. I stopped when I got to the journal entry that mentioned me. He only had five lines in the entry. He spoke about a girl named Mary which I was guessing was Sam and Dean's mother and he said he couldn't deal with me. And he didn't tell Sam and Dean about me because he didn't want to admit what he'd done.
So, I have quite a bit to look forward to, I thought sarcastically to myself as I closed the journal, knowing I wouldn't be able to focus on it any more.
"This Blackwater Ridge." Sam said after a moment of silence in which I had handed him the journal back.
"What about it?" Dean questioned, looking at Sam for a moment before looking back to the road.
"There's nothing there. It's just woods." Sam replied, putting the map down. "Why is he sending us to the middle of nowhere?"
I looked out the window when Dean parked next to a sign that said "Ranger Station Lost Creek Trail, Lost Creek National Forest". I looked up at Sam and Dean when they climbed out of the car.
"Well, come on." Dean said, opening the side door for me. I was surprised but climbed out of the car and moved back as Dean closed the side and drivers side door. "We're going to go talk with these people. Maybe they can tell us more about this case."
"Wait, you're having Cameron hunt with us?" Sam asked, his voice full of surprise.
"Yeah." Dean answered. "She has nowhere else to go and it'll be better for her to learn about what we do, considering she already knows about some of this stuff. Would you prefer I just leave her in a hotel room, bored out of her mind and possibly in danger from the things we hunt?"
"No. You're right." Sam said, looking down before turning and heading for the Station.
I followed him, already knowing where I was going since Ryan had brought me here once. And left me in the woods as a practical joke. Well, it was nothing like that, I thought to myself.
As soon as we were inside, Sam went over to the 3D map of the national forest. "So Blackwater Ridge is pretty remote." He said, paying particular attention to the area labeled Blackwater Ridge. Dean was looking at the decoration in the room. "It's cut off by these canyons here, rough terrain, dense forest, abandoned silver and gold mines all over the place."
"Dude, check out the size of this freaking bear." Dean said, seeming to have completely ignored what Sam had said. I looked over at him as Sam did. Dean was looking at a photo that was framed and was of a man standing behind a much larger bear. Sam walked over to Dean and I soon followed.
"And a dozen or so grizzlies in the area. It's no nature hike, that's for sure." Sam said as I stopped beside him.
"I remember this picture from the last time I was here." I murmured.
Sam and Dean looked at me.
"You've been here before?" Dean asked me.
I nodded. "It's related to what we were talking about earlier which I still don't want to talk about."
"You guys aren't planning on going out near Blackwater Ridge by any chance?" When a voice sounded from behind us, we spun around in surprise.
"Oh, no, sir, we're environmental study majors at UC Boulder, just working on a paper." Sam said with a little laugh.
Dean grinned and raised a fist. "Recycle, man."
"Bull." The Ranger said, looking at me. "You're friends with that Haley girl, right?"
"Yes. Yes, we are, Ranger-" Dean said and I looked over at him, seeing him check the Rangers name tag. "-Wilkinson."
"Well I will tell you exactly what we told her. Her brother filled out a backcountry permit saying he wouldn't be back from Blackwater until the twenty-fourth, so it's not exactly a missing persons now, is it?" The Ranger told us and Dean shook his head. "You tell that girl to quit worrying, I'm sure her brother's just fine."
"We will. Well, that Haley girl's quite a pistol, huh?" Dean said and I frowned.
"That is putting it mildly." Wilkinson answered.
"Actually you know what would help is if I could show her a copy of that backcountry permit. You know, so she could see her brother's return date." Dean suggested.
The Ranger eyed him and Dean rose his eyebrows.
"Alright." The Ranger told him before going to the desk.
"I'm gonna wait in the car." I told Sam and Dean before heading out.
A few minutes passed before Sam and Dean came out of the station. Dean was holding a piece of paper and was laughing.
"What, are you cruising for a hookup or something?" I heard Sam ask Dean. The windows were down so I could hear them perfectly.
"What do you mean?" Dean questioned.
"The coordinates point to Blackwater Ridge, so what are we waiting for? Let's just go find Dad. I mean, why even talk to this girl?" Sam wondered and they both stopped on opposite sides of the Impala and I quickly climbed into the back.
"I don't know, maybe we should know what we're walking into before we actually walk into it?" Dean said, surprised and insistent.
There was a pause with quite a bit of tension in it before Sam spoke. "What?"
"Since when are you all shoot first ask questions later, anyway?" Dean demanded.
"Since now." Sam answered before climbing into the car.
"Really?" Dean questioned before he climbed into the car as well. As Dean started driving I leaned back in the seat and drifted to sleep.
(Sorry that there's no section breaks. I don't have what I need to put them in. This isn't the full episode I know, but I thought that I would post this because I haven't actually posted in a while, but thank you for the reviews. )