Chapter 2

Author's Note: This is my sequel to my first story ever made for the public (Werewolf). if you haven't read my first story yet make sure you go to the completed section and read it before you read this one. Make sure you keep an open mind when you read...

Disclaimers: this story was not paid to use the SN characters. i own nothing other than the character Mollie; she is all mine.

……………………………………….Boys POV……………………………………..

"How are we going to find her?" Dean asked driving back to the motel. "We neglected to ask the exact location of where she was attacked."

"The newspaper says that she was attacked in the San Bonita Hills." Sam answered looking up from the clipping. "It's not exactly a direct location but it's a start." He said lowering the paper.

Dean parked the Impala in front of their room and walked to the trunk of the car while Sam walked into the room to map out San Bonita so they had an idea of where they were going to search. Soon Dean walked into the room to grab his remaining weapons he might need in the search.

"Had any luck on where we might actually be going?" Dean asked packing the last weapon into his duffel bag.

"Yeah, luckily there's this website that shows who owns what piece of land up there. It narrowed the search to 245 acres." Sam replied looking up from his laptop.

"Lets just hope that's where she is now." Dean breathed walking back to his car. Sam followed closing the door behind him. Even with Dean's heavy foot, it took them two hours to arrive to the property. It was now one in the afternoon giving them only four hours to find her, if they were lucky. A locked gate stopped them from entering any further. "Great" Dean sighed in frustration.

"Wait." Sam said tapping his brother on the shoulder. He stepped out of the car and walked to the gate. It was then Dean noticed that the gate wasn't actually locked but merely there to look like it was locked. Sam opened the gate and smiled to his brother while he waved him in. Dean drove up and let his brother in even though he would have been happy to leave him there.

"Nice job Sammy" Dean commented as he drove up the dirt path.

……………………………..MOLLIE'S POV…………………………………..

I slowly pulled up to the gate I, just a few days before, sped out of bleeding profusely from my right side. I stopped after passing the open gate and got out to close and "lock" it. I hopped back into the car but soon regretted it when a sharp pain came from my shoulder.

"Damn it!" I shouted looking down at the stitches hoping I didn't rip any. I put the car in gear and drove up the dirt path and parked near the trailer. I turned off the engine and walked to the trailer. "Damn it looks so lonely without him." I thought to myself as I stepped into the dark, cold trailer. Instead of getting sad again I went straight to the safe containing all the weapons my father has bought in his life. I searched the safe until I found a twenty gauge shotgun "There's my baby" I said to myself as I grabbed it from the rest. The other weapon I knew I couldn't do without was my father's favorite gun, 225 Winchester Hunting Rifle. I laid both guns on the table and went back to get the ammunition. It only took a few minutes to load each gun and to strap them to my back. Before heading back into the woods that once claimed my father's life I went into the truck to grab my hunters knife I stabbed that bastard with.

"I'm coming for you." I said to the woods as I entered them once again.

……………………………………BOY'S POV…………………………………….

"Man I cant stand the wilderness." Dean announced as he opened the trunk. Sam came out of the trailer shaking his head.

"She's not here but its obvious that she was at one point. There's bullets all over the table and the weapon safe was left open." He said pointing back towards the abandoned trailer.

"If she only knew that those bullets wont do any good." Dean mentioned grabbing a 9mm handgun and a clip of silver bullets. Sam met up with him and grabbed a gun for himself and tucked it in the back of his pants. When he did Dean shut the trunk and turned towards the woods where the werewolf and Mollie were thought to be. "245 acres, huh?" Dean asked looking back at his little brother who now stood next to him looking at the woods as well.

"Yup." He replied giving out a long sigh.

"Well lets get started." Dean said clapping his hands together and began his search. After two hours they had no luck tracking down Mollie. Then Sam noticed some blood soaked dirt.

"Dean" Sam shouted towards his brother. It caught his attention and he walked over to him. "We have to be close to the area where they were attacked." He said pointing to the ground.

"Hopefully that means she's nearby." Dean said looking in every direction in hope to find more evidence or maybe even her. "Mollie!" He yelled into the shrubs hoping to get an answer back

"Dean" Sam interrupted. Dean turned towards his brother and before he could ask anything Sam nodded up to the sky. "We don't have much time." He said to the sinking sun.

"We have to find her." Dean said looking down from the sky and began to search again. "We just have to." He whispered to himself.

……………………………………MOLLIE'S POV……………………………………

I tracked my way back to where I encountered the wolf. I looked in the area around the site and that's when I found the trail of blood in the ground leading away from where my father once laid. I slowly grabbed my rifle from my shoulder so not to hurt my wound and cocked it in the ready for when I might run into that beast. Luck was on my side when the trail led to a rock cave I figured to be its home. I looked up towards the sky and figured I will only have about an hour to kill this thing before it will become too dark to see. I took a little flashlight out of my back pocket and shined it into the cave. Luckily it didn't go in too far so it wasn't hard to see that nothing was in there. I sighed in frustration as I lowered my flashlight and slowly backed out of the cave. That's when I felt something grab me. I instantly turned around ready to shoot whatever was holding me. When I did a human hand grabbed the barrel of my rifle.

"Holy Shit!" I yelled looking up at Dean with one of his hands on me and the other on the barrel.

"Steady there, tiger." He said with a slight smirk. I looked over and saw Sam ducking down from the path of my gun.

"What the hell are you guys doing here?" I yelled pulling the gun from Deans grip. When I did his hands went up in the air.

"We came here to warn you." Sam chimed in slowly rising from the ground.

"Warn me about what? I have been hunting since I was eleven years old, I think I'm fine." I retorted returning the flashlight into my back pocket.

"Not for what you're hunting for" Dean said lowering his hands.

"What are you talking about?" I asked confused. "It's just a wolf."

"We have reasons to believe that it's more than just a wolf." Sam said taking in a deep breath. "We think it's a werewolf."

"Are you joking?" I asked giving out a slight laugh. It was then I noticed they weren't smiling that they really were serious.

"No, we're not joking and we have to get you out of here before the sun sets." Dean answered grabbing my cast.

"Why?" I questioned looking at him and back down at my cast.

"We think it's going to come after you next." Sam explained. That was the last straw. I pulled away from Dean and backed towards the cave again.

"No, I'm not leaving. This Son of a Bitch killed my father, the one thing on this earth I loved most. If you think I am just going to let that go, you're insane." I said with angry tears forming in my eyes. Dean stepped closer to me making my back hit the cave wall.

"Mollie-"

"-Just leave me alone" I interrupted trying to turn away.

"Mollie, listen to me. I know exactly what you are feeling." Dean said softly trying to comfort me in my moment of weakness. "Sam and I lost our father too and I also wanted revenge but you have to understand that you are in danger. " He added slowly putting his hand on my left shoulder. It was then I slowly dropped my gun to the ground and welcomed his embrace. It wasn't something I was used to but welcomed it nonetheless.

"Dean, we have to get out of here." Sam announced walking closer to us. I let go of Dean and wiped the remaining tears from my eyes. He stepped back allowing me to grab my gun from the ground.

"We're not going to make it in time." I told them honestly." The sky is going to become completely dark in maybe half an hour and we are an hours distance from my truck."

"We have to try." Dean answered back. I took one last look at the cave before following them back to the trailer.