The Impala was back in her place by the time Spencer returned. Which meant that Sam and Dean were back… with food.

It had been early in the morning when they had last eaten and he was hungry. The growling in his stomach only proved that. It also made him pick up the pace a bit. Just the thought of food made his mouth water. With the anticipation on his mind, it took a second attempt to get the key in the lock.

"Hey," he greeted when he finally managed it open. Dean waved his half eaten burger at him. "Where's Sammy?" he asked looking around the room and not finding him.

"Shower," Dean replied around a mouthful.

Spencer nodded, plopping down into the wooden chair across from his brother. He reached for the brown paper bag in the middle of the slightly wobbly table. Inside he found a single wrapped burger that was waiting for him.

It was still warm as he unwrapped it. The first bite was just about pure Heaven. The second however, "Ugh, what is that?" he tried to say with half chewed beef and bun in his mouth. He lowered it and peeled the top bun off. "I said no pickles," he bellowed removing the offending green slices.

Dean shrugged, "Get over it."

"Please tell me you have the pie at least."

"Over there," he pointed to the small table by the couch.

He nodded. "What did you learn from Hailey?"

"Well, she's goin' out and looking for Tommy tomorrow."

"Dean we still don't know what we're up against," Spencer scolded. "It isn't safe out there."

"You know as well as I do that we can't stop someone like that. What was I supposed to say to her anyways? Do go into the woods, there's some kind of monster?"

"No, but I just don't like the idea that innocents might get involved."

"I don't like it either but her brother is missing and she isn't going to just sit around."

"So what are we going to do then?"

"Go with them, keep them safe, and keep an eye out."

Spencer nodded slowly. "Was there anything else?"

"Nothing that will help much." He replied, getting to his feet to bring the pie over to the table.

As soon as he was seated again and had a fork in his hand, the bathroom door opened letting out a cloud of steam followed by the tall frame of Sam.

"Hey," he said spotting Spencer at the table. He nodded acknowledgement. "Did you find anything helpful?"

"I talked with James Shaw, he survived a supposed bear attack but I can tell you it was no bear. He said that it unlocked the cabin he and his parents were staying in and then left with both of them. The thing didn't leave him unscratched though." He pulled out his cell phone and brought up the pictures Mr. Shaw had agreed to let him take.

"Defiantly no grizzly," Sam confirmed. "Can I use your laptop?"

"Yeah," he pushed it closer.

"Hailey was showing us a video from her brother and I thought I saw something so I had her forward them to me," he explained. "What's your password?"

"Winchester."

"Awe, how cute," Dean said sarcastically.

"Shut up," Spencer said giving him a brotherly shove which he returned. "You want to go?"

"I could kick your skinny ass in two seconds," Dean said jokingly.

"Pa-lease," Spencer emphasized.

"Bring it, G-man."

"There," Sam said gaining both of their attention. He played part of the video frame by frame.

"Wait, what? Play it again," Dean requested.

"Come on, Dean, pay attention," Spencer scoffed.

Sam played it frame by frame a second time, explaining, "That's three frames per second. Whatever it is, it's fast." The shadow behind Tommy moved, showing different positions for each frame.

"Could be a black dog or skin walker," Dean suggested.

"It would make sense with those claw marks and that speed," Spencer reasoned.

"Whatever it is, I like the idea of the others being out there too less and less," Sam said.

***Later that night***

The rest of the night was spent around the old TV that was provided with the room. The screen's color was faded and the picture was unclear half the time but it was a source of entertainment none the less.

It was planned that they would wake early the next morning in hopes that they would either beat Hailey there or get there when they were just starting out.

With Sam asleep in bed, it finally gave Spencer the chance to bring up the nagging question that had been bothering him since they left the ranger station.

"So are you going to tell me what's up with Sam?" he asked, turning the volume down.

Dean sighed. "There's two parts, I guess. The first deals with something from years ago. When you left, Sam took it hard." He paused to make sure Spencer was listening. "You know how well the two of you got along and then you know how he and dad didn't. So when you took off like that, he felt abandoned."

Spencer could feel the guilt rising up inside himself. He had known that it would hurt Sam when he left but he did anyways.

"After that, he and dad had fought more and more before he left too. Half the time I think he blamed dad for your decision."

"I didn't mean to hurt him," Spencer tried to defend himself.

"Doesn't matter if you meant to or not, you still did and he can hold a nasty grudge, you know that."

"And the second thing?" he asked hoping it wasn't something because of him.

"Apparently, when he was a Sanford, he met this girl, Jess, and to put it blatantly, he fell for her." He paused to glance at Sam, to be sure he was asleep before he went on. "Do you remember that thing that killed mom?" he asked.

"Yeah, a little," he nodded.

"Well, I had convinced him to help me with what turned out to be that women in white and when we returned, he decided he was going to stay there and not get back into hunting. So I had dropped him off and was going to stay the night before heading this way." He paused again. It was now or never, he told himself. "Turns out there was a fire that night at their apartment."

"And you think it was that demon?"

"Sam told me it was." Dean confirmed.

It was quiet for a moment as they reflected on their thoughts.

"That's why he's so keen on finding dad?"

"Yeah, he wants to track it down and kill it."

"I want to help," Spencer said.

"Then we got to find dad," Dean replied, knowing Spencer might not want to hear it.

"Then that's what we'll do."

"But first, we have to bring Tommy home."

A/N: Hello again. That's it for tonight, there will be more tomorrow and that should be more action packed and probably a bit longer too, hopefully. Let me know what you thought. The good, the bad, and the in-betweens. And thanks again to everyone reading this. (A extra one to those that left a review, favored, and followed this too)

PS, please keep those innocent victims involved in the senseless violence in Boston, the people harmed in the fertilizer explosion in Texas, along with those affected by the earthquake (and anyone else I missed that was hurt in an accident or through violence) in your minds, your thoughts, and your prayers.