AN: Wow, it's been almost a year? I'm really sorry guys. I feel like such an asshole for abandoning this story when you guys actually liked it. Well here's a new chapter. Hopefully it's good.

Vanessa smuggled away Adam's CD player and put in her Blondie disk. He was passed out against the Impala's window. Adam wasn't the only one to fall asleep. Sam was leaning on his arm as he made light noises. Dean would look over occasionally at him but he focused on driving.

Vanessa sings along to what ever song she listens too without even noticing it. Dean accuses her of being tone deaf and that she can't sing, but it never stops her. On some days she'll do it just to annoy him.

"Toe to toe, Dancing very close. Barely breathing, Almost comatose. Wall to wall, People hypnotized. And they're stepping lightly, Hang each night in Rapture."

It wasn't until Sam jerked himself awake that she realized he was having a nightmare. Vanessa took off the headsets, "Are you okay, Sam?" she asked before Dean got a chance to. Dean was listening to "Hot Blooded" on his radio. Sam glanced over and then turned away, "Yeah, I'm fine."

Dean nods, "Another nightmare?" As if the song knew what they were talking about it answered for Sam, "You don't have to read my mind," Sam cleared his throat.

"It's okay, I'd have nightmares too, listening to Nessy's singing."

"Oh you shut up! You secretly love it," she smirked.

"About as much as I love cutting off my own ears."

"I don't mind it, Vanessa," Sam defended her, "It reminds me of when you were little."

Dean looked over to Sam, "You wanna drive for a while?"

Vanessa gave Dean a confused look while Adam woke up to Sam's laughing, "Dean, your whole life you never once asked me that."

"Just thought you might want to . Never mind," Dean's voice sounded a little offended.

"Has he ever once asked you to drive, Vanessa?"

"No, but that's because I told him I never want to," Vanessa was actually pretty scared to drive. She never learned how because why would she? She's going to be driving around forever with Dean and Adam, now Sam, right?

"I'll drive," Adam offered.

"NO!" Everyone in the car said. Adam just sunk in his seat. Sam looked back to Dean, "Look, man, you're worried about me. I get it, and thank you, but I'm perfectly okay."

"Mm-hmm," Dean just says focusing on the road. Vanessa looked down at her bracelet with sadness. Sam was hurting so much, but he doesn't want anyone to worry about him. Sam went to grab a map as Vanessa placed her hand on his shoulder. He looked at her through the rear view mirror and she gave him this concerned look. He didn't need to say anything to know what she meant, "I'm here for when you want to talk," Sam just let out a quick, small smile. He brought his attention back to the map, "All tight where are we?"

"We're just outside of Grand Junction," Dean told him. Sam folded the map, "You know what? Maybe we shouldn't have left Stanford so soon."

"Sam, we dug around there for a week. We came up with nothing. If you wanna find the thing that killed Jessica-", Dean tried to reason, but Sam cut him off.

"We gotta find Dad first."

"Dad disappearing and this thing showing up again after twenty years, it's no coincidence. Dad will have answers. He'll know what to do."

"It's weird man. These coordinates he left us. This Blackwater Ridge."

"What about it?" Vanessa asked.

"There's nothing there. It's just woods," Sam put down the map, "Why is he sending us to the middle of no where?"

They drove passed the National Forest sign that says, "Welcome to Lost Creek Colorado National Forest."

Dean and Sam entered the Ranger station to find any information while Adam and Vanessa were in the Impala.

"So does this mean we're going camping?" Adam asked.

"I guess so. I never liked it. I personally hate the great outdoors," Vanessa made a face.

"It's fun though. It's a breath of fresh air."

"Maybe for you, but I don't like the feeling of bugs in my hair."

They pulled up to the Collins house. The oldest son went missing a few days ago, says the sister. He was camping with some friends when suddenly he stopped checking in to his sister, Haley, so she started worry, even though the group isn't due back until a few more days.

When the door open it was a girl with light brownish and blue eyes was there. Dean smiled, "You must be Haley Collins. I'm Dean, this is Sam, we're uh, we're Rangers with the Park Services."

Haley looked behind the two older brothers, "Who are they?"

Dean looked behind him nervously, "This is Vanessa, our newest trainee, and that's Adam, the uh, top eagle scout in his troop," Adam gave Dean a look of being pissed off. Vanessa tried not to laugh, "They're shadowing us. Ranger Wilkinson sent us over. He wanted us to ask you a few questions about your brother Tommy."

Haley hesitated for a second, "Let me see some ID"

Dean pulls out one of his many fake IDs. Haley looks at it, then at Dean. He gave her a smile and Haley opens up the door.

"Come on in."

"Thanks," Haley sees the Impala, "That yours?"

"Yeah."

"Nice car," Haley turns to lead them in the kitchen and Dean whispers something in Sam's ear. Vanessa heard it and she smacked him upside the head. They see a younger kid there, Ben Collins, sitting at the table with a laptop.

"So if Tommy's not due back for a while, how do you know something's wrong?" Sam asked.

Haley comes back into the room and places a bowl on the table, "He checks in everyday, by cell. He e-mails, photos, stupid little videos- we haven't heard anything in three days now."

"Well, maybe he can't get cell reception."

Haley shakes her head dismissing the idea, "He's got a satellite phone, too."

Dean throws in, "Could it be he's just having fun and forgot to check in?"

"He wouldn't do that," Ben spoke up.

Haley puts more food on the table, "Our parents are gone. It's just my two brother's and me. We keep pretty close tabs on each other."

"I know that feeling," Vanessa said with a slight smile.

"Can I see the pictures he sent you?" Sam asked her.

"Yeah," Haley pulls them up on her laptop, "That's Tommy," She clicks a few pictures until a video shows up.

"Hey Haley, day six, we're still out near Blackwater Ridge. We're fine, keeping safe, so don't worry, okay? Talk to you tomorrow."

Sam could spot a shadow flash behind Tommy. The video ended.

"Well, we'll find your brother. We're heading out to Blackwater Ridge first thing," Dean told her.

"Then maybe I'll see you there. Look, I can't sit around here anymore. So I hired a guy. I'm heading out in the morning, and I'm gonna find Tommy myself," she sounded determined. Vanessa smiled to herself. She liked her, she could relate to her. If any of her brothers disappeared, no force on earth could stop her from finding them again.

"I think I know how you feel," Dean said.

Sam was still by the computer, "Hey do you mind forward these to me?"

"Sure."

They went to the local bar at night. Sam was at the table researching on his computer. Dean was looking around to flirt with any girl. Adam got up to play at the arcade machine. Vanessa went to the restroom.

She was washing her hands when she looked up at herself. Her own reflection still didn't sit well with her. A small group of girls enter the restroom, startling Vanessa away from the mirror. She turned her head and smiled at them. When she turned back it looked like her reflected continued to stare at her. Vanessa got out of there and back to the table.

It seemed Sam found out some information on these missing campers. This "bear attack", as the press call it, occurs every twenty- three years.

Sam and Dean dropped Vanessa at a motel room so they could find one of the survivors of this attack. Adam turned on the TV. Vanessa was getting her clothes ready for tomorrow.

"Hey alright, Two Towers is on," Adam smiled over to Vanessa. She just folded up her pants, "Adam, do you ever scare yourself?"

"What like, jump at my own shadow?"

"Kinda."

"No. I can't that I do. Why?"

"I was just wondering," her voice dropped down a tone. Adam looked at her confused, "Is something wrong?"

Vanessa didn't want the youngest Winchester to worry. She put on her happy face, "Nothing wrong, Adam. Everything's fine. I was just being random."

Dean and Sam walked through the doorway. Vanessa looked over to them, "What'd you find out?"

Dean tossed the keys on the knight stand. There was tension between him and Sam and Vanessa felt it.

"It's a monster out there, and it sounds pretty bad," he turned to set down a bag, "And you two aren't coming."

"What?" Vanessa's voice was in disbelief.

"You heard me."

"No, no way! We sat out last time and look what happened. Sam almost got killed by Constance, the child killing ghost!"

"I didn't let that happen. We're still here. Now what I say goes, you're staying here."

"No! You're not Dad! You can't just tell us to sit here and do nothing while you go out in the woods with a monster there. Something could happen, you could get hurt, you could get capture, or die!"

"Yeah, well, the chances of that happening to us are equal to happening to you if go," Dean said to her.

"Come on, Dean! Dad would let us go with you!"

"No, he wouldn't. Dad would agree with me. If anything happened to ya'll Dad would kill me! So that's final."

Vanessa looked over to Sam for help here. He didn't say anything. She glanced over to Adam, but he shrugged.

"This isn't fair! You need us. Hopefully you can realize that before it's too late," Vanessa grabbed her jacket and walked out of the motel room.

AN: Let me know what you thought. Once again sorry about that. Oh for you Walking Dead fans out there, check out this fan fic "The Sound of Silence" by Mis138138.