7.

"I think it's safe to say that we're dealing with at least three different supernaturals," Dean spoke up and peeked over Sam's laptop. He and Sam was sitting at the bar in a corner for themselves. The bar was mostly quiet at this point of the day.

"The kelpie, Chupacabra and whatever did the doctor?" Sam asked, looking around the bar.

"Mhm. Before our arrival, besides the victim that first saw the Chupacabra feasting on a cow, four other deaths happened. There is only one that is similar to Dr. Sheltzer's death and the two others' are drowning. The fourth one though is weird. The victim was found bloodless, but stomped to death," Dean looked at Sam at this and they both came to the same conclusion at the same time,

"Chupacabra and the Kelpie at the same victim?"

"Supports my suggestions about something controlling them," Sam lifted his shoulders in a shrug, then suddenly changed topic, nodding in the direction of a woman by the bar,

"That lady over there," Sam asked and looked from the woman to Dean.

"Yeah?" Dean asked, looking up from Sam's laptop.

"She witnessed one of the first of kelpie's kills, but we never got more information on the case since she left town before we arrived," Sam explained casually,

"Guess she's back home. We should talk to her."

"Maybe we should figure out more about her first. I mean, it's kinda strange that she left town right after the death," Dean told him.

"I can talk to her – pretend to be on her good side since I've been through the same. Maybe you can sneak into her apartment meanwhile?" Sam suggested and Dean nodded, tapping the keyboards to search for her address before stopping up, looking at Sam.

"Her name?" Dean asked.

"Uhm. Danielle... Danielle Fest I think it was," he told Dean before letting his eyes wander to the woman. Long, brown hair with the hint of red in it. She had her back to them, but the view was not bad.

"Got her. Oh and Sam. The victim she saw die. It was her brother," Dean mentioned,

"I should check out his apartment too," he closed the laptop and stood up,

"Hey Sam. No putting bullets in anybody's head. She might have left town because it was too much to bear okay?" Dean warned Sam.

"Yes sir," Sam grinned and waved him off. He finished his coke before getting up, fishing up his FBI badge. He only wore his everyday clothes, but that wouldn't be any problems really.

"Miss?" Sam tapped the woman and the shoulder so she turned around,

"Agent Donahue, FBI. Can I talk to you?" he asked the woman. She instantly tensed up before relaxing a bit when she saw him, smiling a little. She was wearing a innocent looking, white summer dress, though on her it looked rather provocative and not all that innocent. Her body filling it in all the right places.

"About my brother?" she asked.

"As a matter of fact, yes," he led her over to a table and sat down opposite her.

"What happened to your hand? And your face?" she asked before he could continue.

"Uh," Sam lifted his bandaged hand a little. He had totally forgotten about the cut on his temple,

"The same thing that happened to your brother."

She covered a hand over her mouth and shook her head,

"How come you're still alive? I saw what that thing did to my brother..." she closed her eyes and swallowed hard, reliving the last moments of her brother's life.

"Dumb luck," he answered shortly,

"So why did you leave right after your brother died?"

Danielle bit her bottom lip and sighed,

"I couldn't be here anymore. I knew there had been other attacks around the time my brother died too and it just freaked me out. I know that seems shady as hell, but that's why I'm back. I kinda just lost my head for a moment there," she admitted.

"Can you tell me what happened?" Sam asked.

"Me and my brother used to hike in the forest together, I mean, it's perfect for hiking here afterall. We were passing over a bridge in the forest heading back to the car when we heard heavy footfalls and we just assumed it was some kind of animal. Nonetheless, we hurried up a little since we wouldn't have any chance against a bear. Then out of nowhere there was this gigantic... horse," she stopped up,

"I told Frederic – my brother, to leave it and go on. I thought it might have been a wild horse or something since it was so huge, but then I noticed the bridle. Before we could move though the horse ran at Frederic and pushed him towards the river," she looked at Sam now,

"I know killer horse sounds weird, but you saw it too. It drowned him and I really wanted to help, but then it came at me and I just ran like hell."

Sam noted what she told him and said nothing until she let him,

"Did you see anything else out of place? Besides this enormous horse?"

"I don't know... I ... Maybe," she put her elbows on the table and ran her hands through her hair,

"It must have been my imagination, but there was this shadow on the bridge during the attack. I didn't look at it for long, but the only reason I noticed it was because the sun was shining right at the bridge. There was no reason for there to be a shadow there. No trees in the way, no animals. No nothing."

"Thank you. That's very useful," Sam smiled. A shadow can be something. He stood up from the chair to leave, but Danielle spoke up. She came around the table and looked up at him.

"Is there anything else I can do for you?" she asked, lightly touching his arm. Sam tilted his head a little, thinking of something.

"Would you be willing to come with us – me and my partner to show us where it happened?" he asked, biting back a snort when she pulled back a little, uncertain look on her face. That was so not what she had had in mind.

"Uhm. Can I think of it?" she asked, collecting all her hair over one shoulder.

"Sure. We're going up there later on. If you're willing to help meet us at the parking lot at the edge of the forest 6pm," he smiled and she nodded. With that he left the bar with a satisfied grin on his face. She would show up no doubt if the look she had given him was anything to go by.

"Tell me again why we're taking this girl along?" Dean asked from where he was sitting on the trunk of the Impala with Sam.

"Because she knows where the attacks happened – and not just by the kelpie," Sam told him.

"In other words, bait," Dean said shortly.

"Sure if you want to be so straight forward," Sam shrugged. The landscape around there was amazing. The forest started exactly where the uphill to the mountains started and the river running through town came down from the forest not far from the parking lot.

Danielle was five minutes late, but when she came her car left a huge cloud of dust behind her. As she jumped out of the car, Sam took a moment to appreciate the view. She had switched the summer dress to a daisy dukes shorts, hiking boots and a tight sitting top and a light jacket.

"You're late," Dean said rather grumpily and stood up.

"There's been another death in town," Danielle told them,

"Drowned and crushed to death."

Dean sighed and looked at Sam, leaning closer so only he could hear him,

"I take it the Kelpie is not done then."

"Alright. The sheriff takes care of that. We have a plan here," Sam nodded in the direction of the forest and held his arm out for Danielle to lead the way.

"But it's clearly in town. Why going out there in the first place then?" she asked, hurrying over to Sam.

"Because there is reason to believe there is more then one... thing behind these deaths. Also most deaths has happened in the forest, up until now anyway and we need to check it out," Sam explained, looking a bit annoyed at this point so Dean stepped in.

"Look, if you don't feel comfortable coming along then you don't have to," Dean told her in a friendly tone, throwing Sam a warning look – keeping him from butting in. She looked from Dean to Sam and back again before shaking her head.

"No I want to help as much as I can," she nodded, pulling her jacket closer around herself and followed after Sam. Dean grimaced a bit. She had an eye from Sam, that much was clear and for a moment he pitied her. If she had met Sam with a soul he would be so proud of his kid brother attracting such a gorgeous woman, but this guy? She was only gonna find sex and no comfort from him. Then again maybe that was all she was looking for too? Hell, how many times hadn't he used sex to try and get his mind on something else?

They walked up and up until Dean started lagging behind when he sensed something around them. He gave a short whistle to catch Sam's attention. Sam nodded back and looked around. One thing hadn't changed though. They did seem able to communicate without words during hunting.

"What is it?" Danielle asked, staying close to Sam.

"Is that the bridge you were talking about?" he asked when he saw a small wooden bridge over the river. She nodded and locked her arms around herself when she saw it.

"Show me exactly where you saw the shadow," Sam said and pulled his shotgun out. She jumped a little, but did as she was told. She had been eyeing the weapon since they left the cars, silently thanking god for not being what they hunted.

She nodded and slowly walked over to the bridge,

"Right about here," she told them. Dean came up behind Sam just as he saw a shadow turn up behind Danielle.

"GET DOWN!" he shouted to her just as he sent bullets flying.

TBC...