Wendigo's almost coming to a close. Think we got only one chapter left of it. Also a hint of what's coming in the next episode. Lucas(the kid from the episode)' dad dies. We have a certain OC who can relate. So what I'm trying to say is MORE FLASHBACKS! Now, on with the chapter my friends!
Chapter Six: Wendigo
The next day, the trio went to Blackwater Ridge, where Haley was going to look for her brother. When the Impala pulled up they saw the guy Haley hired (George was gonna call him Ranger Rick) to help her find her brother, Haley, and Ben. George could see the three of them staring. Haley just shook her head. Sam, Dean, and George got out of the car. Sam opened the back door of the Impala and pulled out the duffel bag, George climbing out the door.
"You guys got room for two more?" Dean asked.
"Wait, you want to come with us?" Haley asked in disbelief.
"Who are these guys?" Ranger Rick demanded.
"Apparently this is all the park service could muster up for the search and rescue," Haley told him.
Sam headed past everyone. "You're rangers?" Ranger Rick asked.
"¡Sí!" George lied.
"What she said," Dean followed.
"And you're hiking out in biker boots and jeans?" she said, pointing to Dean, "And you're," she pointed at George,"hiking out in a tank top and sweatpants."
Dean looked down at himself, "Well, sweetheart, I don't do shorts," Dean headed past Haley.
"Well, Haley," George sighed, putting a hand on Haley's shoulder, "I have two outfits," she gestured to herself, "one is my lazy-but-still-badass outfit. My other one, well," she winked, "you'll have to earn that one," she headed past Haley to Dean and Sam.
"What, you think this is funny? It's dangerous back country out there. Her brother might be hurt."
"Geez, calm down Ranger Rick," George mumbled.
Sam turned back. "Believe me, I know how dangerous this could get. We just wanna help her find her brother, that's all," Dean headed past Sam and George.
Later, the group hiked through the forest, Ranger Rick (George found out his name was Roy, but that was beside the point) in the lead, then Dean, Haley, Ben, finally George and Sam in the back. "Roy, you said you did a little hunting," Dean pointed out.
"Yeah, more than a little," Ranger Ri-Roy responded.
"Uh-huh. What kind of furry critters do you hunt?"
"Mostly buck, sometimes bear."
Dean passed Roy, "Tell me, uh, Bambi or Yogi ever hunt you back?" Roy grabbed Dean. Sam and George looked on. "Whatcha doing, Roy?"
Roy grabbed a stick and poked the bear trap Dean had almost stepped in. George wanted to think idiot but she realized she would have done the exact sam thing, so she had a blank expression. Haley just looked plain annoyed. "You should watch where you're stepping. Ranger," Roy dropped the stick and retook the lead.
"It's a bear trap," Dean said.
They hiked on. Haley caught up to Dean, "You didn't pack any provisions. You guys are carrying a duffel bag. You're not rangers," Haley grabbed Dean's arm, "So who the hell are you?"
Ben went past Haley and Dean. Sam looked at Dean and George raised an eyebrow, Dean indicated with his expression that Sam and George were to go on by; They both obeyed. Dean watched them go for a moment, "Sam and I are brothers, and George is my almost-sister, and we're looking for our father. He might be here, we don't know. I just figured that you and me, we're in the Same boat."
"Why didn't you just tell me that from the start?" Haley asked.
"I'm telling you now. 'sides, it's probably the most honest I've ever been with a woman. ...ever. So we okay?"
There was a pause, "Yeah, okay," Haley agreed.
"And what do you mean I didn't pack provisions?" Dean pulled out a big bag of peanut M&Ms and stuck his hand in the bag as he hiked on. HALEY waited a moment, then followed.
A little while later, Roy lead the way, followed by Sam, George, Ben, Haley, and Dean, "This is it. Blackwater Ridge."
Sam and George headed past Roy, "What coordinates are we at?" Sam asked.
Roy pulled out a GPS, "Thirty-five and minus one-eleven."
Dean came up to Sam and George. The three of them listened, "You hear that?"
"Yeah. Not even crickets," Sam agreed.
"Quieter than a Church bathroom," George said.
"I'm gonna go take a look around," Roy told them
"You shouldn't go off by yourself," Sam warned him.
"That's sweet. Don't worry about me," Roy waved his gun and pushed between the trio of hunters to retake the lead. Dean turned back to the others as Ben and Haley caught up. "All right, everybody stays together. Let's go."
While looking for the campsite, Sam, Dean, George, Ben, and Haley were looking around near a large rock. "Haley! Over here!" Roy shouted.
Haley ran towards Roy's voice, followed closely by the others. They came to a halt. "Oh my God."
The tents were torn open and bloody and all the supplies were scattered. "Looks like a grizzly," Roy said.
Dean and Haley looked around. "Tommy?" Haley took off her backpack and went through the campsite. "Tommy!" she shouted.
Sam and George moved to catch up with Haley. "Shh," Sam shushed.
"Tommy!" Haley continued.
"Shush!" George whispered, putting her finger on her lips.
"Why?" Haley asked.
"Something might still be out there," Sam explained.
"Sam! George!" Dean called out.
Said hunters went over to Dean, Sam snapping a stick, and crouched next to him, "The bodies were dragged from the campsite. But here, the tracks just vanish. That's weird." The three hunters stood up, "I'll tell you what, that's no skinwalker or black dog."
Dean went back to the campsite and the other hunters followed. Haley picked up Tommy's bloody cell phone. She began to cry. She turned the phone over and the back was open. Dean crouched next to her, "Hey, he could still be alive." Haley gave Dean a Look
Suddenly, a voice called out, "Help! Help!"
Roy lead the way as everyone ran to the aid of the shouter, "Help! Somebody!" the voice continued. When they finally stopped, they found no one.
"It seemed like it was coming from around here, didn't it?" Haley pointed out.
They listened for a voice, "Everybody back to camp," Sam ordered.
Back at the campsite, all the supplies was missing. "Our packs!" Haley exclaimed.
"So much for my GPS and my satellite phone," Roy sighed in defeat.
"What the hell is going on?" Haley asked.
"Whatever this thing is, it's good," George explained, "Trying to cut us off so we can't call for help."
"You mean someone, some nutjob out there just stole all our gear," Roy said.
Sam pulled George aside and went over to Dean, "I need to speak with you both. In private." The three of them headed a little ways away from the group, "Good. Let me see Dad's journal," Dean handed it over. Sam opened it and flipped through until he stopped on the Wendigo page, "All right, check that out."
Sam pointed to a drawing of a Wendigo.
"Oh come on, wendigos are in the Minnesota woods or, or northern Michigan."
"I've don't think we've ever came across one this far west," George pointed out.
"Think about it, guys, the claws, the way it can mimic a human voice."
"Great," Dean took out his pistol, George doing the same, "Well then this is useless."
Sam gave Dean back John's journal (Again with the alliteration. It's either the worst or best thing a human being can say) and headed past Dean and George. He stopped for a moment, "We gotta get these people to safety."
The trio traveled back to the campsite. Back at the campsite, Sam addressed the group, "All right, listen up, it's time to go. Things have gotten...more complicated."
"What?" Haley asked in disbelief.
"Kid, don't worry," Roy 'assured' them, "Whatever's out there, I think I can handle it."
"It's not me I'm worried about. If you shoot this thing, you're just gonna make it mad. We have to leave. Now," Sam demanded.
"One, you're talking nonsense," Roy listed, "Two, you're in no position to give anybody orders."
"Calm down guys," George intervened.
"We never should have let you come out here in the first place, all right? I'm trying to protect you."
ROY stepped right into Sam's space, "You protect me? I was hunting these woods when your mommy was still kissing you good night."
"Yeah?" Sam asked, "It's a damn near perfect hunter. It's smarter than you, and it's gonna hunt you down and eat you alive unless we get your stupid sorry ass out of here."
Roy laughed, "You know you're crazy, right?"
"Yeah? You ever hunt a wen-" Dean pushed Sam
"Roy!" Haley shouted.
"Chill out." Dean told Sam.
"Stop. Stop it. Everybody just stop. Look. Tommy might still be alive. And I'm not leaving here without him," Haley affirmed.
There was a long pause, "It's getting late. This thing is a good hunter in the day, but an unbelievable hunter at night. We'll never beat it, not in the dark. We need to settle in and protect ourselves."
"How?"
Okay! We finally got Chapter 6 up! I hope it's good. Thank you to reviewer switchblade-heart for being an awesome person. We got a teeny-tiny bit of insight on how Dean sees George. Don't worry, when Sam and George get together, Dean's gonna be making a LOT of incest jokes that George may or may not punch him in the face for.