Sorry this chapter took so long. Real life got in the way this weekend. I hope to have the next chapter up by Wednesday. I wanted to say another big THANK YOU to everyone reading this. Sorry I don't reply to anyone's reviews. I wouldn't really know what to say anyway.

Chapter 27

We went straight to work after that. We pulled out all of dad's research that we could find in the room. It took nearly an hour because there was stuff scattered everywhere. There was also some stuff missing. We figured that was because dad had some of it with him.

From what we could make out, several people had gone missing from a campsite in the mountains that followed the Nevada border. The one eye witness description we could get told us we were dealing with some kind of zombie. The description was a blond girl worse skin was a greenish gray color and had holes in her face where it had rotted away. The guy giving us the description even recognized the girl as a local woman who was mysteriously murdered.

James and Sam did a little more research and figured that we were dealing with a Kymorii. Nasty little buggers that made a deal a demon to come back and get revenge for their death. They feast on human flesh and they cannot be killed until they have completed their mission. They usually live in highly forested areas and the mountains close to Bishop provided the perfect place. They also covered a huge area, so we had no idea where the thing was actually coming out from.

During our little research phase, dean seemed to be getting more and more upset. He was mad at Sam for not calling him sooner. When we knew for sure what we were dealing with is when Dean finally exploded at Sam. They got into a huge argument that probably would have turned into an actual fist fight if I hadn't jumped in. I told James to stay with Sam and shoved my older brother out the door.

As soon as I got the door closed, Dean tried to push me out of the way. I told him there was no way I was moving. When Dean tried to move me again, I tripped him up and he landed right on his butt. I told him to stay down and listen to me for a minute. He just looked up at me and didn't move.

I asked Dean if he had even bothered to call Sam while he was in San Francisco with me and he said no. I told him that meant Sam had no way of knowing that he wasn't with dad until Sam finally called him. Dean just nodded and looked at the ground. I watched him for a second and then told him that getting mad at Sam was not going to help us find dad. That's when he started shaking.

I just knelt down next to him and wrapped my arms around his neck. He wasn't crying, he was shaking because he was really scared. He blamed himself for dad being missing and was afraid we'd never find him or worse, find dad dead in the woods somewhere. I promised him that everything would be fine, that we'd probably find dad lost in the woods. He kinda laughed at that and then thanked me for helping him look for dad.

We sat there a few more minutes and then noticed the sun was coming up. We'd been hard at the research all night long. I told Dean that we should all go get something to eat and then grab a couple hours sleep before we started our search. I also told him that the first thing he needed to do when we walked back in that room was apologize to Sam.

Before I could open the door Dean grabbed my arm and spun me around to face him. He asked me if he could tell Sam who I really was and I told him no. The last thing we needed was for Sam to get really pissed at all of us. I knew that little brother really would start swinging given his current frame of mind and the fact that this was the 3rd time we'd actually been in the same room together and no one had said anything before. I explained this to Dean and he agreed.

After breakfast, James and I went to the office and got our own room right next to my brothers. We slept until 3 that afternoon and then headed out for the campsite where most of the disappearances had taken place. We decided to split up into 2 groups. Sam and I head off in one direction, while Dean and James went another. We'd hoped that dad had left some kind of trail for us to follow and it didn't take long for Sam to find it.

I called Dean and told him we'd found dad's trail. He and James were about an hour behind us. Dean told me that Sam and I should keep going and they'd catch up as soon as they could. I passed the message along to Sam and then we continued on. I was hoping we'd find dad before it got too dark.

The sun was starting to set when dad's trail suddenly ended. Sam and I were just about to start a search pattern to try and pick the trail back up when I noticed that there appeared to be a small cliff. It was hard to see because the trees made it look like there was no change in the terrain. We walked carefully to the edge and found dad lying at the bottom about 20 feet below us. Sam called out to him, but got no answer.

I immediately called Dean and told him we had found dad and where. Sam was pulling a rope out of his backpack while I was on the phone. I told Dean that I was gonna repel down the cliff and make sure dad was alive. If I thought it was ok to move him, then I was gonna tie the rope around him and Sam was gonna haul him back up to the top. Dean said ok and that he and James would be there a soon as they could to help us out.

It took about 15 minutes for me to get down to dad. His breathing was a little ragged, but his pulse was strong. I was checking him over the find his injuries when he woke up. He was startled at first and tried to take a swing at me. I caught his fist in my hand and told him to calm down or he was gonna hurt himself further.

He smiled at me and then asked where the boys were. I told him that Dean was on his way and that Sam was waiting above us to haul him back up the cliff. I called up to Sam and told him that dad was awake and then went back to assessing dad's injuries. Dad had a broken wrist, two broken ribs and had dislocated his shoulder. Considering the fall he taken he was really lucky.

While I was working him up, dad asked me if I had told Sam anything. I told him no, that was his job. He just nodded and didn't say anything else. Dean and James showed up a few minutes later.

Getting dad back up the cliff was tricky because of his broken ribs. We couldn't just tie the rope around his waist and haul him up cause if it slipped, the rope would have pushed on those ribs and punctured a lung. We had to get a little creative and dad didn't really like our plan one bit. I basically made him stand on his head so he was facing the cliff and then tied the rope around his ankles. I told dad to use his good arm to make sure he didn't smack his head on the wall and told the boys to pull him up very slow.

It was completely dark by the time the boys got him half way up. I was standing at the bottom watching the whole thing when I heard something behind me. I turned around and ducked just in time to miss getting hit in the head with a shovel. The Kymorii had decided I would be better food than my dad cause I wasn't all banged up.