Hi I just want to let you know for those that are reading this, I am sorry to say that this will probably the last chapter that I post even though it ends as a cliff hanger. I may do a chapter or two to wrap it up, but i am currently working on Reach For the Moon and a collaborative story by autumnb93 that's called Renegade. Both stories will be regularly updated. Sorry for those who like it and thanks to those who reviewed! Who knows, maybe I'll be inspired by a few reviews to continue, but I don't know. Just thought i'd tell you that and again So sorry. ~kt

"Hi this is Michael Miller, if this is an emergency; please call my daughter Katie, 264-2867." God damn it! Thought Katie. It was her father's answering machine again. She hadn't been able to reach him for at least a month now. She knew that he had been distraught about her mother's disappearance but the least he could do was call her back once and while. "Hi dad, it's Katie, I'm just calling to let you know the Winchesters are here, checking out the old Kellerman's Resort. I'm going to help 'em out with it. They don't know that I hunt yet but I figured-"

"Message full," an automatic voice had cut her last few words short. Damn it! She thought. Why the hell hasn't he called? Katie was starting to get worried about her father. The last thing that she knew was that he was meeting up with an old friend trying to hunt down a demon. She put her phone in her pocket and put her helmet on. She was going to meet Sam and Dean at the resort in a half and hour. Sam had called exactly five minutes after eight. It was kinda funny she thought. It was like he was trying not to seem too interested with her. Katie put on her black helmet that had been hanging on the handle bar of her neon green Kawasaki street bike. She had used the tips she earned from working at the Tic-Toc, her dad's bar, to buy it. Well, her brother was running the bar now, since he couldn't hunt anymore. She shook the thought from her head. She didn't want to think about what happened to him right now. Katie straddled the bike and revved the engine. She couldn't wait to see the look on Sam's face when she pulled up on her bike.

It had been a week since the last two deaths in the resort. All the deaths appeared to be suicides of couples, like the original deaths that happened there. She loved going down the trail to the resort. It was gravel and bike would swerve back and forth, but she didn't care. She had planned on getting there a little early so she could change out of her work shirt and get her weapons out of the cycle without the boys noticing. She had figured out that the Winchesters were hunters when her father told her to stay the hell away from John Winchester's boy. Katie never really knew what had happened with her father and Sam's but she didn't care. In high school, she had really liked Sam, hell he was her first. When he was supposed to go to Stanford and her to Brown, they had decided to part ways. She had only one serious relationship after him. That ended when he found out about hunting and freaked out.

When she pulled up to the entrance of the resort the black impala was there already. Damn thought Katie, how the hell am I gonna get my shotgun out with out letting them know I'm a hunter. She pulled the bike around and skidded to a stop making a cloud of dust in the process. God she loved doing that. She put the kick-stand down, dismounted the bike, and took off her helmet. She debated on whether or not to just tell them that she was a hunter as well, but she decided against it. Katie patted the breast pocket of her leather jacket, double-checking that the holy water was still there, along with the salt. She had a knife on her waist holster around her waist, but she still wanted her shotgun loaded with rock salt. Beggars can't be choosers, she thought. She took off her helmet and shook out her hair to prevent helmet hair, and placed it on the seat of the bike.

Sam and Dean got out of the impala. They were both in awe over Katie, Sam especially. This girl was nothing like the one he had known in high school, something definitely had changed her. He kinda liked the new her. Of course she did have a lot of the same quirks, but there was no way in high school she would have pulled up on a street bike. She definitely had a kickin' figure. Sure she was pretty in high school, a little meat on the bones, but nothing too much. Now she was lean and a little muscular from what he could tell. Sam looked over at his brother. Dean was practically drooling on the hood of the impala.

"Dude!" Sam whispered, "Close your mouth." Dean glared at him. Sam had to admit he was a little ticked when he saw that his brother was drooling over his past girlfriend. Yeah it was a long time ago, but still.

"Sammy, she's smokin'! How the hell did you end up with a girl like that in high school?" Dean asked in disbelief that Sam actually had dated this fine piece of woman. Sam grumbled in response to Dean snide remark. Katie made her way over to the boys.

"Alright so to get into Kellerman's your not gonna totally love it, but trust me, it works," Katie explained. She hated getting into the resort like this. "Follow me."

Gladly! Dean thought looking at her ass. Sam smacked him upside the head as he followed her. Katie couldn't help to smile to her self as she heard Dean's grunt of pain.