A/N Sorry for the late update but I never have time anymore. With 3 essays, 2 projects and a test all happening before Thanksgiving, I'm dead. I think that next chapter will be the last. I might write an epilogue eventually, but it wouldn't be for a while. Anywho, here's the latest bit of the story. I don't like this bit, but I don't know why I don't like it, so feedback on this would be very appreciated. On that note, enjoy!

Dean hated hiking with a passion. He hated it even more when he was hiking with broken ribs and stitches in his side. Bobby was just a few yards to the side and behind him, and both had their flare guns at the ready.

As soon as there was a rustling, crashing sound, both hunters trained their guns in that direction and waited for a clear shot on the wendigo. But what emerged from the foliage was no monster.

A small group of people were stumbling over themselves in a rush, looking over their shoulders as though someone, or something, were chasing them. Dean looked closer and saw that three were covered in blood and being supported by their friends, and one looked nearly comatose being dragged along by another person.

Dean put up his gun but didn't lower his guard. The people were running away from the direction of the caves, so chances were they were running from the wendigo. Sam must have gotten them out, but… "Where's Sam?"

The people looked at him, then each other, with surprise and recognition. They obviously knew who Dean was talking about. He tried again. "Where. Is. Sam?"

One of the women stepped forwards. "Who are you? How do you know Sam?" she asked.

Dean sighed and started to run a hand through his hair until it stretched his torso enough that the pain made him stop. "Look, lady, Sammy is my little brother. I know he was captured by the… He was captured. I need to know where he is so I can get that sonuvabitch that took him. Now, please, tell me where he is." Dean let a small bit of his considerable desperation tinge his plea. It seemed to have worked as the group all looked at each other and the woman nodded.

"I'll take you back there-" Dean opened his mouth to protest, but she silenced them with a look. "I will take you back there because I have a score to settle with that… thing. I'm Maddy, by the way."

"Dean. And this is Bobby, my uncle," Dean said, jerking his head towards the grizzled hunter. "We're hunters."

"Oh, like Sam. He said he hunted supernatural creatures, like the one that took us. It's okay, we know about the supernatural being real and all that jazz, including the fact that it was a wendigo who took us. We know you're not crazy," Maddy reassured him.

"Well I wouldn't say not crazy," Dean said with a smirk. "But it's good that you know what we are dealing with. Bobby, do you have any spare flare guns for Maddy? If she's gonna lead us there, I don't want her going in helpless." Looking back at Maddy, he asked her, "Can you handle a flare gun?"

Maddy raised a single eyebrow at Dean. "I grew up on a farm in the middle of nowhere. I know my way around guns."

"Good. Now we gotta hurry. Sammy's in trouble." Dean started running in the direction of the caves, ignoring his aching ribs, Bobby and Maddy close on his heels.

"Um… Bobby, was it?" Maddy asked, slightly out of breath.

Bobby nodded.

"Do you have any water? I haven't had much to drink."

"Sure thing, sweetheart," Bobby answered, pulling out a water bottle. Maddy gulped down the contents greedily, nearly choking on it as she kept running.

"Easy there, girl. Ya gotta stay in one piece. Dean's takin' a shining to ya, and that doesn't happen too often."

Maddy smiled at that, getting her breathing under control. She handed back the water to Bobby and picked up speed to run even with Dean as they approached the caves. She looked around quickly, trying to remember which cave they had come out of. She saw a familiar twisted tree and pointed it out to Dean, showing him the way to the tunnel.

As they came closer, they heard a loud yell of pain. Dean's face drained of all color and he picked up speed as though he had held back before. Flare guns at the ready, all three of them charged into the tunnel to help Sam.

A/N Alright! Dean is finally gonna meet up with Sam! Next chapter will be the last! Endings suck! It might not be out for a couple days because I know I'm gonna forget about this while I write my essays. REVIEW FAVE FOLLOW PM SAY HI! Maybe that'll remind me. Luv you all!