A/N: Here is the next chapter for you all and I hope you all will enjoy it. I am so sorry that it took so long for me to finish it, I've had the worst writer's block. But, now it's done! Just to let you know, the next chapter will basically be a Sam/Nad chapter, so I think you all will enjoy that! (and something special will happen!)

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Natalie's head popped up at the sound of the front door being slammed shut. With her hair in a mess, most of it draping down her face, she took a tired survey of the room and then blew at the strands of hair that were now tickling her nose. Looking down at the bed, she saw that she was currently lying on her stomach with her right arm nestled, painfully, underneath her. Reaching for her phone, Natalie quickly checked the time and groaned at the fact that it was one in the afternoon. She slept in again. Well, she couldn't really complain. Natalie wasn't getting the best sleep for the past day or so. Ever since Castiel went missing and the Leviathans got loose, it was like everything seemed to be out of sync.

There was a huge distortion in the daily routine that Natalie and the others have followed. All of them were restless, sleep patterns were abnormal, especially with Sam, who was sleeping through whole days, without waking up. Much like when his wall first broke and he passed out. Whenever one was awake, they would walk around the house, effectively waking up only one other. Natalie could notice a slight change in all of them, especially Dean. He was quiet, not wanting to carry on conversations and not wanting to do much of anything.

Natalie had been debating when it would be a good time to bring up the possibility of trying to ease themselves into a job. Something easy and one that would be simple for Sam to handle. But, every time she would get some kind of confidence, she would go against it. Natalie concluded that if something sparked her interest in a potential job, she would notify Dean about it. As for right now, hunting was currently a secondary thing.

Throwing the covers off of her body, Natalie moved her legs over the edge and pushed herself up into a sitting position. She hissed immediately at the numbness in her right arm. That's what she gets for sleeping on it all night. Natalie slid off the bed, making sure to grab her phone in the process and stumbled her way towards the door, lazily opened it and walked out into the hallway, taking the staircase in slow steps.

Reaching the bottom, she turned immediately into the kitchen where Bobby was doing something she couldn't quite make out since her vision was still a little hazy.

"Mornin'." Bobby's singular phrase made Natalie jump, since she was not expecting his voice to be so loud, though really it wasn't.

"Hi." She tiredly replied, washing a hand down her face. "Why didn't you wake me up earlier?"

"I thought that I would give you some more time...you haven't exactly been sleeping well lately."

Natalie only hummed at Bobby's reasoning and looked over into the living room, where Dean was looking over Sam's hand. "How's he doing?"

Bobby paused and looked back at Sam. "Not sure. Dean just woke him up. Here." Bobby turned to Natalie and handed her a roll of gauze. "Why don't you put on some new bandages for him?"

Natalie limply took the roll and nodded before walking into the room. She didn't utter a word to Dean, since she still felt a little sleep buzzed, and pulled up a chair in front of Sam and sat down. She didn't even look up at him. Natalie just gestured for Sam's hand and he willingly offered it to her.

Turning his hand over, so that it was palm side up, she began to gently wrap the bandages around his palm. Barely into the action, Natalie finally looked up at Sam, who was switching his gaze from his palm to her. When their eyes actually met, Natalie couldn't see anything from him. He looked so lost in whatever he was dealing with, mentally. That little episode he had back at the lab, it was constantly poking at Natalie. It was an hallucination, there was no doubt in Natalie's mind. But, the seriousness of it, the fact that Sam didn't even know she was there until she was touching him, it made her think about how far would these go. To the point where they had absolute control over him? Possibly, but, it was a thought Natalie didn't dwell on for too long.

"So, have we got any leads?" Sam asked once Bobby walked in.

"I made a few calls, told everyone to keep an eye out...and so far, we've got nothing. But, that's not to say that something won't turn up."

Natalie kept quiet as she finished up wrapping Sam's hand and settled back in her chair. "Did you call..."

"David? Yes, I did. Said he's going to get a few people on the look out as well. With how many of those things that are out there, it's not gonna be possible to miss something."

Natalie stood up and pulled the chair along and set it back next to the desk, before leaning against it. Natalie along with Bobby and Dean, both kept their gazes on Sam, who was to busy rubbing at his palm.

"Sam."

Sam paused his rubbing and slowly looked up, seeing that he was under the intense staring from the three of them. "What?"

"How are you doing?" Dean asked with a shrug. "And don't say that you're okay."

Sam limply shrugged. "I'm not okay."

Dean scoffed lightly and raised his brow. "You think?"

"Dean." Natalie warned as she looked over at him. "Just be easy right now."

Dean motioned over at Sam. "This...this doesn't call for easy actions, Nad. He told us that he would be able to handle it...now look at where he is."

"I get that, Dean. But, maybe you should just go at this with a little bit more of a calm approach instead of just pelting him with questions." Natalie offered.

"Look, I get it. You all are worried about me and I know that I didn't exactly handle it the way I've been leading you all to believe." Sam finally admitted.

"Then let's just start small." Natalie offered. "When I found you that in room, what was happening? It was like you were in some sort of trance, you didn't even know I was there until I had my hand on your shoulder and you flipped out on me."

"I know." Sam shook his head at the memory of seeing Natalie's confused and scared expression. "It's not just quick flashbacks anymore...now, it's gotten a lot more complicated than that...more specific."

Natalie nodded and then shrugged her shoulders. "How specific are we talking about?"

"I'm starting to see through the cracks and it's making it more difficult to separate what's real and what isn't. The hallucinations are, essentially, getting worse."

"Getting worse? Well, if you are tripping even harder right now, why would keep that from us?" Dean asked.

"I wasn't trying to hide anything from you all, I just didn't want to dump it all out on you three. With everything that was going on, I figured that I would just ride through and maybe, it would help itself. But, it's becoming a lot more clear about what these are about."

"How clear?" Dean asked.

Sam paused and let out a strained sigh as he focused his attention back down to his wrapped palm. The hesitation that was pouring from him was thick and Natalie could see a sense of dread mingling in with it.

"Lucifer."

Sam's mundane answer caused the entire room to grow quiet, even though it already was. Natalie's eyes fixed on Sam, her entire frozen from just hearing that name, the one thing that has been tormenting Sam, was him.

"He's been popping up. At first, it was just on occasion, usually when I was alone or trying to talk with one of you." Sam gestured to the three of them. "Now. He's here constantly."

"Okay." Natalie breathed, which made Bobby and Dean both turn to her. "So, Lucifer is the basis of these hallucinations, what exactly does he do? Or what does he say to you?"

"He tells me that everything around me is not real...that I'm actually still in the cage with him and I have been this whole time."

"Wait, so the devil holodecks you all of this...make you think that you're out when he could just kick your ass all over the cage. Why?" Dean asked.

"Because...he puts it as, you can't torture someone who has nothing left for you to take away."

"Very good Sam."

Sam casted a quick glance to the side at Lucifer's praise and this was noticed by Natalie, who only watched the moment silently.

"Okay, but, he makes you think that you're out of the cage to live in this post-apocalyptic mess?"

"It had to be a mess Sam, or you wouldn't believe it was your life."

Sam turned his attention back over to the previous empty space, his eyes setting on an invisible sight, that Dean, Natalie and Bobby could not detect. Nevertheless, they gazes were attracted towards the spot Sam was currently staring at.

"Sam?" Dean spoke up, waiting for his brother to look at him. "Are you seeing him right now?"

Sam answered with only a meager nod.

"You know that he's not real, right?" Dean assured him.

Sam looked back over to Lucifer, who simply raised his arms at him causing Sam to look back over at Dean. "He's says the same thing about all of you."

The room remained quiet and the silence was thick, but for Sam, all he could hear was Lucifer taunting in his ear. Sam slowly closed his hands into fists, his jaw clenched down, trying his absolute best to try and shut out Lucifer's voice and kept his focus on the others.

Dean finally turned to look at Bobby, who seemed almost just as lost and surprised about all of this as he was.

"Well." Bobby finally spoke. "I'm gonna go and try to keep myself occupied."

"I guess, I'll..." Dean looked around and then began to take the same path that Bobby had taken. "Try and occupy myself as well." Dean walked passed Natalie, giving her shoulder a quick reassuring squeeze.

Natalie and Sam both remained silent and she finally looked over at him. He was no longer looking at her and, instead, was trying to build up some kind of fortitude to help block out this constant bantering and taunting from Lucifer. But, Sam could feel Natalie's eyes baring down on him and he finally allowed himself to look up at her. She seemed upset, but was it with him? Sam wouldn't be surprised. Considering that he never told them how serious it had actually become, to the point that he was having a hard time differentiating what was real and what was fake.

"You're pissed." Sam finally said.

This made Natalie furrow her brows at him. "Why would I be pissed?"

"Because I didn't tell you guys that it was getting worse...a lot worse."

Natalie sighed. Pushing herself away from the table, she sauntered over to the couch and sat down next to Sam, her hands folding together in her lap. "I'm not pissed. I think I'm beyond that point." She said, looking up at him she could see Sam slowly nodding his head.

"I'm just upset that you even have to be going through this...that wall was never supposed to come down. You shouldn't even be in this situation."

"But, I am." Sam interrupted. "That's something we can't change."

Natalie nodded. "Though, I wish there was a way to just fix it. If Caden was here...actually, I don't even know if he would be able to help."

"I'll get by it...somehow."

Natalie let out a brief scoff. "It's gotten so bad that you're having trouble knowing what's real...sorry for being a little downer, but, to me, that doesn't show that you will get by it."

"What...so you don't have any kind of hope that I can deal with it?" Sam asked, looking over at her.

Natalie, at first, was lost for words. It wasn't so much about the idea of him struggling to get by, but Natalie was just...scared. "I'm scared Sam...that's the truth. I'm scared because we have no idea how worse this can get and what it can do to you..."

"Aww. Little Natalie is scared...she cares so much for you Sam. Don't let your own stubborn denial force you to lose her."

Sam pursed his lips together and reached for one of Natalie's hands. He held it in a firm grip, his thumb brushing over the top of her hand.

"Please, Sam." Natalie continued, her hand giving a quick squeeze. "This has already gone far enough. It's already bad enough that you're seeing...him, but, we can't let this get any worse. So, you need to let us know. That way...we can try to know what to expect."

Sam only nodded.

"No. No don't do that." Natalie quickly said, her hand pulled away from his grasp. "Don't just nod your head at this...I'm serious Sam."

"Oh wow, she really is a feisty one. Sure you can handle her Sam?"

Sam shook his head at Lucifer's words, but Natalie mistook it for him not agreeing with her, which she only huffed at.

"I shouldn't even be asking you this." Natalie said. "I mean I know how you are, you're gonna keep it to yourself, until you are literally to deep to be pulled out."

"I have my way of trying to keep myself on track." Sam finally spoke up.

"What is it?" Natalie asked, looking over at him.

Sam went quiet as he thought back to when Lucifer first started appearing and how Natalie's touch would somehow bring some kind of stability for his broken mind. He should've said it, but his stubbornness got the better of him.

"If I can focus on something that keeps me grounded...then it should help me have somewhat of a clear mind...and maybe it will help me know what's real."

"But, it's not a definite solution for you." Natalie added, which Sam only sighed at. "I know. I'm being a real pain right now." She admitted.

"It's the only thing that I have right now." Sam said.

"Yeah." Natalie stood up from the couch. "Well, all I'm going to say is that I trust that you'll tell us if it gets worse."

Sam quietly nodded, keeping his gaze off of her. "That sounds fine with me."

Natalie pursed her lips, a little bothered by the fact that he was avoiding looking at her. She hated when people did that. No eye contact when she spoke to someone, it irked her. But, right now, she wasn't in the mood to put up an argument about that. "Okay, well I'm going to get some groceries. Bobby is running low on a few things."

Sam looked down at his bandaged hand. "Okay."

Natalie closed the car door, her hands full of bags from the store as she made her way up to the front porch, her phone began to go off. Natalie stopped and sighed as she transferred the bags to one hand and used her free one to pull out the device and answered the call.

"Hey, Jake, what's up?"

"Have you heard about what happened up in Kansas?"

Natalie gave a slight eye roll, even though Jake wouldn't see it. "No. I've been out for a while. Why, what happened?"

"A high school swim team got completely butchered in the locker room."

"Swim team?" Natalie repeated as she made it up to the front door. "Did you manage to get anything else on the event?"

"From what my dad and I were able to gather, police described it as like an animal attack. They said and I quote, whatever attacked them was the size of a linebacker."

Natalie hummed in her own amusement at the words used to describe the attack. "Sounds a little strange to me. The police have no leads?"

"No. They have absolutely no leads so far. I thought it would be something that you should know about."

"Yeah. Thanks for telling me Jake. I guess keep me updated if you find out anything else."

"Will do."

Natalie pulled the phone away from her ear and ended the call before sliding the phone back into her pocket. Still using her free hand, Natalie turned the door knob and walked in, closing the door with her foot.

Walking into the kitchen, setting the bags down on the table, she looked over and saw that Sam was sitting at Bobby's desk, messing around with his gun and a timer was sitting in front of him.

"You're timing yourself?" Natalie asked as she began to put the groceries into the refrigerator.

"Just seeing if I can still keep up with it." Sam replied. "And I'm not really happy with the time I've been getting so far."

"Well, go easy on yourself. You're still recovering from an almost total mind collapse. You're not going to be spot on with everything." Natalie added, casting a quick glance towards Sam before putting away the rest of the groceries.

"Still doesn't mean I can't try. Plus, it's helping occupy my time."

"If you say so." Natalie breathed out. Picking up the bags, she quickly disposed of them and looked up briefly as Dean walked in through the front door and made his way into the kitchen. Only then did Natalie's memory spark.

"Hey." Natalie turned back around to see Sam and Dean looking over at her. "So, I think I might've found a job."

"What is it?" Dean asked as he opened up a bottle of beer.

"Jake called me and said that up in Kansas an entire high school swim team got completely butchered in the locker room."

Dean made a face. "Damn."

"Yeah. Police said that a wild animal the size of a linebacker might be the cause of the attack." Natalie added with her own little scoff. "A wild animal that big can get inside a locker room?"

"It needs to be checked out...you know just in case." Sam spoke up.

Natalie and Dean both paused to look over at him, their eyes showing Sam that they weren't really comfortable with him going out just yet.

"Maybe it would be best if you just stayed here on this one." Dean commented.

Sam nodded, not putting up an argument. "No, I know. I mean you guys go and check it out. It has to be something."

Dean was caught off guard for a moment. He was fully prepared to argue with Sam, to get him to stay here. Now, he wouldn't have to do that, which is nice, since it would spare Dean the headache he would get from it later.

"Okay, then." Dean stood up and took another drink from his beer. "I'll go check it out. Uh..." Dean paused and turned to Natalie. "Why don't you stay with Sam? Just in case, you know...keep an eye on him."

Natalie pursed her lips and looked over at Sam, then quickly nodded her head. "Yeah. Sure."

Dean nodded and looked back at Sam. "I'll call you guys when I get there."

Natalie watched silently as Dean left the kitchen and exited through the front door. After a brief moment, she turned her attention back towards Sam, who was staring at her, not enough to make her uncomfortable. Instead, Natalie gave him a quick smile. "How are you feeling?"

"It hasn't been that long since you last asked me that." Sam remarked.

Natalie let out a faint laugh. "Just humor me then."

"I'm fine. Not one hundred percent, but, I'm fine."

Sam only gave a quick nod at Natalie and then his expression switched. His brows furrowed and his lips pursed, it was the same look Natalie recognized as Sam's "thinking" expression. Something was clearly on his mind and it made her incredibly curious.

"Are you okay?" Natalie asked again, which seemed to take Sam out of his mind loop for a little bit.

"Actually...there's something that I think we should talk about now."

Natalie's face soften as she blinked a couple of times, which showed Sam she was a little off track with where he was going at.

Sam saw this and let out a quick sigh. "About...us."

As her body immediately tensed, Natalie allowed her gaze to fall, remembering that this was still something in the works. Natalie had been so caught up with just worrying about Sam these past few days. There wasn't any time for her to think about their overly, complicated relationship.

Surprised at herself, Natalie simply nodded and took a seat down at the kitchen table, which signaled for Sam to do the same. By the look on Sam's face, Natalie could see that he was trying to form what he should say in his mind already, making sure to remind himself to take careful handling of the situation.

"Are you sure that that you'll be able to..."

Sam gave her a quick nod. "Yeah, I'll be fine. Don't worry."

"Oh. This is going to be interesting to watch." Lucifer gleefully admitted as he went and leaned against the counter behind Natalie.

Sam looked up at him for only a brief moment before focusing his attention back on Natalie. "I know that it may not have seemed like it, but I thought about it...a lot."

"And I told you to take however much time you needed." Natalie added.

"I know and really, thank you for not...pressing the matter. Even though, it got a little..."

"Awkward." Natalie finished when Sam grew quiet. "Yeah, that's my fault."

Sam furrowed his brows. "How is that your fault? I'm just as much to blame for that."

"No." Natalie turned fully towards the table and leaned her elbows down on the top. "I shouldn't have even told you...that day in Fort Collins. I was delirious and recovering from being poisoned. I wasn't supposed to tell you...at least not at that moment."

"Okay." Sam mimicked Natalie's movement and leaned forward on the table. "If you hadn't told me then...when would you have?"

Natalie looked up at Sam, the curious questioning in his eyes rendered her speechless. Honestly, she didn't even know. "I..." Natalie shook her head. "I don't know. If you want the truth. I probably would not have ever told you."

Sam expression contorted into confusion.

Despite this, Natalie continued. "I know that you told me...you haven't had the best experience with women...you're not the only one with a harsh experience when it comes to relationships."

At this, Sam could feel something in him drop. Natalie looked somber and haunted by whatever memory she was hinting at and it brought to light about what she told him back at the hotel. The whole "meaningless sex" mentioning was something that bugged Sam to no end.

"What happened, Nad?"

"I was just being a stupid girl. That's the story." Natalie quickly replied. And her tone made Sam realize that he shouldn't press the matter any further. "But, I understand why any future relationships might be something you try to avoid." Natalie added, hoping to steer away from the subject of her past relationship.

Sam slowly nodded, agreeing to go on with the talk. "Thinking about it...what was going on between you and me, it made me think back on all my experiences. And how, pretty much every single one of them, ended on a really bad note."

"I get it." Natalie interrupted. "You've been through to much. You don't want to go through that again."

"I guess it's the whole idea of loss. Having someone that I care about and would do anything for. Keeping them close and to only have them ripped away...I've seen it to much and I just...don't want to go through that again. That's why I'm used to rejecting the idea of relationships, because I always know how they're going to end."

"You know, keeping that kind of mindset, can really hurt you in the end. Trust me. I thought the exact same way when my relationship ended...but, I learned to grow out of it."

Sam's lips curled into a small smile. "I take it that's a good thing."

"Yeah." Natalie answered. "Listen, I get it. In this job, you can't afford to allow yourself to be happy, because how can you? We hunt monsters, demons, we've even had our own little battles with angels, the people we love always get caught in the crossfires. You and Dean, probably experienced that more than me. I've lost a lot of people that I love...and it's made me cautious about who I let myself get close to. That's why, you, Dean, Bobby, Aunt Clara, Mari...I hold you all so close to me and I would do anything to make sure that I don't lose any of you. So if, we need to end this, because you don't want to put yourself through that then...say so."

"It's not that simple Nad. I really want to have that with you, I do...it's just this life, it doesn't give us any kind of room to have true normalcy. Even something as simple as getting into a relationship can be a rare thing. I sometimes think that if I can't have a normal life with someone, why even try?"

Natalie bit down on her lip and nodded. "I don't expect to have a normal life with you. Sam, I know that's not possible for me or for you. I'm not thinking about the typical American dream. You know, the white picket fence, the dog, a family...that's no longer in the cards for me. And I've accepted that. But, with my experiences, does that mean that I will deny myself the possibility of having a relationship with someone...that I love? No, it doesn't."

Sam could feel himself smile faintly at hearing her saying that word that had been lacking for him. It wasn't the kind of love that he shared with his brother or Bobby. It was something that he had experienced while he was at Stanford. The last time someone said those words to him with a more meaningful affection, was Jess. After that, it ceased to really exist for Sam.

"I just don't want to do anything to hurt you."

Natalie pursed her lips together and cupped her hands together. "You would never do anything to hurt me Sam. Remember when we first met, out in Bobby's garage?"

Sam nodded.

"I never thought that these two strangers that I met by chance, would end up being two of my closest friends. Sam, you were my friend before anything else. And... " Natalie paused, thinking about how to exactly say the next phrase. "If this is going to damage that, then maybe we should just...forget the idea. You know, if us being together rids of our friendship...I'd rather keep you as a friend, then have something happen and lose you on both ends. But, it all boils down to how you feel. If you don't feel the same...then let's end it now."

Sam dropped his gaze, his hands folding together as he tried to gather his thoughts. He wanted to be with Natalie, that he knew for sure. But, his experience with Jess, Madison, hell, even Ruby, it all dealt with loss, grief and utter betrayal. Not that Natalie would do what Ruby did, but anyone Sam gets involved with always get screwed over in the end. And with how much he's grown close with Natalie, just the thought of the possibility that he could lose her was almost enough to convince him to end this. That gut wrenching fear, the empty pit in his stomach that he felt to many times was creeping back up. Perhaps, maybe, just rejecting the idea of an actual relationship was the best option. It's what he has been so used to and it was easy to convince himself of it.

But, Sam knew that deep down he would not forgive himself for turning down this opportunity. The chance to actually try and have a normal aspect in his screwed up life, it was a tantalizing choice. Although, there was still that poking fear of what could happen to Natalie, if she became involved with him. But, he had to constantly remind himself that she was associated with him, even if they decided to not go forward, Natalie still had his name written all over her. He didn't want to have to live with himself knowing he was the cause of someone else's life. Jess died because of him, he never told her about what kind of life he led before moving to Stanford and Madison died at Sam's own hands. He didn't want to be responsible for the death of someone he loves. But, that was the answer that Sam needed. The question that had been nagging at him every time he looked at Natalie and when he would close his eyes at night. Did he love her? Yes, he did.

"Oh my, it's finally happened."

Sam slowly raised his head up at Lucifer who had the biggest smirk on his face.

"Prince Charming over here has finally made up his mind. Honestly, I am relieved because all of that bantering going on in your head was exhausting."

Lucifer walked away from the counter and made his way over to Natalie, leaning down until he was leveled with her.

"This poor sap over here loves you. I already called it though so, score one for me." Lucifer turned towards Sam at the end of his sentence, his lips sporting a pout.

"Sam?" Natalie asked, seeing the hardened expression on his face. Finally, Natalie reached over and placed her hand on top of his. "Sam."

Sam snapped his attention back towards Natalie, letting out a few breaths that he had been holding in.

"Are you okay?"

Sam allowed his mouth to fall agape, trying to form the words that he wanted so badly to say to her. But, Sam's answer was put on hold as Bobby's phone began to ring. Natalie looked over at the device and then back at Sam, hesitantly, she stood up from her seat and walked over to the phone.

"Hello?"

There was nothing but silence that met Natalie on the other end.

"Hello?" Natalie tried again.

"Is this Natalie?"

Natalie's brows furrowed as she turned to look at Sam, with the phone still to her ear. "Yes. Who is this?"

"It's Jody Mills."

Natalie remained silent, as she tried to search through her memory for any recognition of the name. Finally it clicked and her brows raised. "Sheriff Mills." At this, Sam got up from the chair and stood in front of Natalie.

"Yeah. It's been a while hasn't it?"

"Yeah it has." Natalie replied with a small smile. "So, uh, what's with the phone call?"

"Is Bobby there?"

"No, sorry. He's out right now. Not sure when he'll be back, but, I can call him and see where he's at."

"No. No, I don't have time."

At this, Natalie's expression turned to concern, which Sam picked up on quickly. "What's wrong?"

"Maybe you or one of the boys can help me. But, I'm at Sioux Falls General Hospital and I think my surgeon is a monster."

Natalie's mouth slowly fell open as one of her brows raised. "Wait, can you repeat that again?"

"I didn't stutter." Jody lightly commented. "My surgeon is a freaking monster."

"Okay." Natalie replied, drawing out the word as long as she could. "And, what exactly makes you think that he's not human?"

"He took my roommate and he ate her liver! I followed him because there was something about him that just gave me the creeps. And when I saw him...he wasn't a surgeon...I saw it, his face and mouth it was just...it was horrible."

Natalie silently nodded, taking in the information. "And you sure you weren't hyped up on medications that might have messed with your sight or anything like that?"

"No. I was completely sober from any meds."

"Just trying to make sure." Natalie assured.

"Listen, I know you and the boys handle these kinds of things, so I was hoping you could get your ass down to Sioux Falls General before I'm served as his next course."

Natalie looked over at Sam, seeing that he was anxious to hear what was going on and then she cleared her throat. "Um. Yeah, okay, I'll see what I can do." Natalie pulled the phone away and placed it back on the charger.

"What's going on?"

"You remember Sheriff Mills, right? When the whole, zombie epidemic thing happened here?"

"How could I forget?" Sam asked, with a slight shrug.

"Well, apparently, she's in the hospital and she's convinced that her doctor is a monster. Said that she saw him eating the liver from her hospital roommate. But, she sounded pretty freaked out and wants us to come down there, but..." Natalie paused and gave Sam a look.

"You go then." Sam quickly said.

"Are you sure?"

Sam nodded. "Yeah, yeah go and see what's going on. I'll stay here and watch the phones."

Natalie remained in her position, not wanting to leave Sam here on his own and yet, she couldn't just ignore what Jody had told her over the phone.

"Nad." Sam's voice cut through. "Go. I'll be fine."

"Alright."

Instead of walking away, Natalie walked forward and wrapped her arms around Sam, her chin nestling on his shoulder as she held him close. Sam, at first, stood in his own surprise, before slowly wrapping his arms around her.

"What's with the hug, Nad?" Sam asked, the smile evident in his voice.

Natalie allowed herself to smile as well. "It's been a while since I've had a hug from you. Plus...I think you could use one." The end of Natalie's sentence was met with a firm squeeze, which Sam answered back with his own.

"I'll be fine." Sam assured.

Natalie nodded as she pulled away and looked up at him, seeing him motioning for her to go. Natalie nodded quickly and began to make her way out of the kitchen to get her bag from upstairs. Pausing at the threshold, Natalie tapped her fingers against the paneling and then turned back to Sam.

"Hey." Natalie waited for Sam to look up at her. "We'll talk later, okay?"

Sam only met her statement with a nod.

Natalie walked through the hospital doors and made her way up to the receptionist's desk. Leaning her hands down on the counter top, Natalie conjured the best smile she could.

"Hi. I was wondering if you could tell me what room Jody Mills is in?"

The nurse eyed Natalie for a brief moment, sizing her up, which made Natalie feel a little creeped out by it.

"She's in room 14, down the hall." The nurse pointed down the hallway from Natalie's right.

Natalie nodded her thanks to the nurse before turning towards the hallway. Walking up to the door, Natalie took a hold on the handle, knocked a few times, then slowly opened the door. Stopping halfway, she saw Jody sitting on the side of the bed who quickly turned to Natalie and waved her in.

Natalie slipped into the room and closed the door behind her. As she walked towards the bed, Natalie could see that Jody had already gotten herself out of the hospital gown and into her clothes. She was ready to get out of here.

"I see you're all set." Natalie commented, as she placed her own bag down on the hospital bed.

"You have no idea."

Natalie crossed her arms over her chest and took a quick survey of the room. "So. Now, that I'm here, can you just run through what happened with me again? Just so that I can have a real clear picture."

"Alright." Jody placed her bag down next to her on the bed. "Basically, the doctor has been iffy for a while now."

"How so?"

"Okay, well let me just say, when I first got here he was fine. Then something happened...he just seemed a little to...nice." Jody's answer was met with a smile from Natalie. "It wasn't the nice, nice attitude, it was like the creepy nice. There was just something about him that made my stomach upset. So, I woke up to him sedating my roommate, Madeline Hackett, that's her name in case you needed to know and then he wheeled her out of the room, so naturally, I followed and he took her to one of the surgical suites, looked through the window and he was munching on her liver."

Natalie was silent while Jody recalled what had happened, her brows raising at the liver eating part. Once she was finished, Natalie remained silent, lips pursed and head nodding slowly, but, she wasn't giving any kind of verbal feedback, which is what Jody was looking for.

"Well, what do you think?" Jody asked suddenly, anxious for some kind of answer from the hunter.

Natalie visibly snapped herself from her thoughts and nodded. "No, yeah, it definitely sounds like something."

Her answer only proved that there was something distracting Natalie from seeing all of this with a clear mind and it didn't go unnoticed by Jody, who narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Is there something wrong?"

Natalie blinked. She really was becoming easier to read. "Uh...pretty much everything. Things happened and I guess you can say I'm a little...stressed by it all."

"Is it something that I should be worried about? Because if something is bothering you then that puts me on edge."

"Um." Natalie rubbed at her cheek. "Just watch your back the minute you leave this hospital. This whole situation...we don't even know the full extent of it yet."

"And that doesn't exactly make me feel any better."

Natalie raised her brows. "Yeah, I know. We're working on it though, so, I would say don't worry about it, but I probably shouldn't."

"Well, this is just great." Jody breathed out.

"Yeah. But, let's just get you out of here."

Jody picked up her bag and gave Natalie a look. "You don't have to tell me twice. Signed myself out already and called a cab."

"Okay." Natalie brought the wheelchair over towards Jody and waited as she gently lowered herself into the seat.

Once she was settled, Natalie wheeled her out of the room and down the hallway towards the main doors.

"So, if you don't mind me asking." Natalie began. "Why were you here in the first place? Is everything alright?"

"Oh yeah." Jody gave her a small wave. "It was just an appendectomy."

"That actually sounds pretty serious."

"It's out of me now, so I don't have to worry about it." Jody said, casually. "So, how is everyone? Sam and Dean?"

Natalie went quiet, her mood immediately changing at the mention of their names, but it didn't seem to catch Jody's attention, which Natalie was grateful for.

"They're fine. " Natalie lied. "It's just there's a lot that's going on right now that needs to be taken care of."

"You all never seem to catch a break from all of this, do you?"

Natalie smiled. "Trust me. If we could, we would be taking those opportunities without hesitation, but something is always going wrong...something that we always need to fix." Natalie's voice tapered off into sorrow at the end. Everything always seemed to be hammered down on their shoulders. No one else was taking the fall. Though, Natalie wouldn't necessarily want anybody to go through this.

"Well, I don't know every single detail about what you all go through, but, you're keeping people safe by doing it. Like me." Jody raised her arms up, gesturing to herself. "You came down here to help escort my ass out of this hospital."

"It's the least that I could do."

"So, how have you been the past year?"

She really was asking the right questions, wasn't she? But, this all made Natalie curious. Bobby had told Natalie what had taken place while she was absent. Jody and Bobby had interacted during the past year, the last time they had seen each other was a few weeks before Natalie found out that Sam was alive. That was something she would never forget. But, did Bobby never mention her to Jody? Most likely not, Bobby wasn't one who would just go on and talk about someone, especially Natalie, considering what she was going through at the time.

"Well, it wasn't exactly the best. Some things happened and they didn't exactly make things easy. But, I managed through it."

"Well, I'm glad to hear that."

Once they had made it outside, the taxi was waiting for them as Natalie opened the car door and helped Jody in. As she settled herself into the backseat, she turned to Natalie. "Thanks again for coming down."

Natalie offered a quick smile. "Don't mention it. Take care of yourself."

Jody gave Natalie a small wave as Natalie closed the car door, watching silently as the vehicle took off.

Natalie stood outside near the entrance, waiting for the car to fully pull out of the hospital entryway before turning around to head back inside. As she did so, Natalie mentally berated herself when she realized that she had left her bag in Jody's room. Picking up her pace, Natalie jogged her way back towards the hospital room, stopping at the entry way, sighing in relief when she saw her bag sitting on the bed where she had left it.

Strolling in Natalie picked up the bag and turned around to leave the room when she stopped dead in her tracks at the sight of someone standing in the door way.

"I see Ms. Mills already signed herself out."

Natalie let out a breath, realizing that it was the doctor Jody had warned her about. Quickly, Natalie flashed a quick smile. "Yeah, um, she kinda wanted to get out of here. Just wanted to get home."

The doctor nodded as he slowly walked into the room, inching closer to Natalie. "I was kind of hoping to check her one last time before she did that."

Natalie's mouth dropped slightly, she was to distracted by the fact that he had been coming closer to her and she made the effort to keep an even distance from him. "Yeah...well, um, she felt like she was doing better so I couldn't really argue with her."

The doctor simply stared at Natalie, his lips curling into a deep smile that made Natalie visibly shake and stopped near the edge of the hospital bed. Natalie felt so uncomfortable around this guy, no wonder Jody wanted to get the hell out of here.

"Have I met you before?" The doctor suddenly asked.

Natalie was taken by surprise at his question and she only managed to blink before mustering up any kind of answer. "What?"

"I feel like I've met you before."

Natalie pursed her lips and slowly shook her head. "No. I don't think so." Natalie could feel her phone begin to vibrate from her pocket and she slowly pulled it out, looked down, seeing that it was Bobby calling her.

"You just look very familiar." The doctor continued.

Okay, this is really creepy. Natalie looked back up, shrugged and gave him a smile. "Maybe I just have one of those faces."

The phone call finally ended and Natalie silently cursed, wishing that she had taken the call and dismissed this awkward conversation with this guy.

The doctor narrowed his eyes at Natalie, assessing over her features as she tried desperately to not let how uncomfortable she felt slip through. Natalie's phone began to ring once again, catching both of their attentions this time.

"That must be a very important phone call."

Natalie gave him a look and then nodded. "Yeah, kinda is."

"Then I'll leave you to it." The doctor gave Natalie a smile before turning around and stopping at the room door to turn back to her. "You tell Ms. Mills to come back if anything else goes wrong."

Natalie nodded and gave him her most genuine smile, keeping that look up until he was finally out of the room and away from her view. Only then, Natalie let out a breath and felt her body give a slight shake.

"That was one of the most creepiest things I have ever experienced." She commented to herself.

After recuperating from that weird encounter, Natalie went back through her missed calls and hit Bobby's number.

"Finally. Why weren't you answering my calls?"

"I was in a little bit of a weird...situation." Natalie recalled, giving a slight wince at the event that just happened.

"Well, Dean called me, said he was taking a case out in Kansas."

"Yeah. I told him about this high school swim team that got butchered and he went to go check it out."

"Well, I just got done with my errands and I'm heading back to the house."

"Wait. I think that I may need you to come down to Sioux Falls General."

"Sioux Falls General? Why the hell are you there?"

"Well, while you were out, Jody mills called. She was all kinda freaked out because she was convinced her doctor was a monster...so I came down here to check it out."

"Is Sam there with you?"

Natalie paused, biting down on her bottom lip. "No..."

"What do you mean no? You just left Sam back at the house, knowing his head ain't right?"

"He told me to come down here and plus, I didn't want to drag him into this because of his head. But, I really think there's something going on here, so can you just get here?"

"Alright. I'm about ten minutes from the hospital."

"Okay. See you then."

Natalie blew out a long breath, feeling the boredom of waiting for Bobby starting to become more tiresome. She had a mind to call Sam, see how he was doing, but she never actually did. Most likely, Sam would just get annoyed with her checking up on him constantly.

Her phone in her pocket began to vibrate, prompting Natalie to quickly pull it out and answered the call. "Dean? What's up?"

"Is Sam with you?"

That question caused Natalie to lean up in her chair. "No. Why?"

"Where are you anyway?"

"I'm down at Sioux Falls General. Why what's going on?"

"Sam isn't here. I just got back from looking into that case in Kansas and he's not here. I thought maybe he was with you."

Natalie shook her head frantically. "No. He told me to come down here and that he would stay behind and watch the phones."

"Well, he's not doing any watching right now. I can't find him anywhere."

Pressing her hand up to her forehead, Natalie was rendered silent by this. This was such a stupid idea for her to come down here. "I shouldn't have left him..."

"It's fine. I'll find him okay? What are you doing at the hospital anyway?"

"Jody Mills called, saying that her surgeon was a potential monster, so I came down here to check it out."

"Okay, well, just stay there alright? I'll find Sam and you focus on finding out what's going on there, okay?"

Natalie pulled her hand away from her forehead and nodded. "Okay. Just find Sam...quickly."

"Don't worry Nad."

Natalie kept the phone up to her ear until she heard Dean end the call. The hospital doors slid open as Bobby strolled into the building, stopping to look around when he spotted Natalie sitting in one of the chairs.

"Nad."

Natalie turned her attention over to Bobby and immediately stood up, putting the phone back into her pocket and grabbed her bag from the chair next to her, and walked over to him. "Hey."

"So, what do you got?"

Natalie clapped her hands together and cupped them, hoping that being worried about Sam wouldn't get in the way of this. "Alright, so, I'm pretty sure that we might have something going on here. This doctor that Jody was telling me about...I finally was able to meet him, by random."

"And how was he?" Bobby's eyes narrowed.

"Honestly. Very, very, weird and also really creepy."

"That's all you got?" Bobby asked, his brow raising.

"No." Natalie quickly answered. "Jody said that she woke up to her doctor putting her roommate under sedation and wheeled her out of the room. So, Jody got up, followed him down to the surgical suite and saw him pull out her liver...and ate it."

Bobby's eyes widened and his brows furrowed. "He ate it?"

"That's what Jody told me. But, I'm pretty sure that the body has been transferred to the morgue. We should go and check it out, see if there's anything we can find."

"Alright, well. Let's get to it then."

Natalie and Bobby both turned and began to walk down the left corridor. "Oh by the way, Sam is missing." Natalie finally spoke up.

Bobby turned his attention over to her as they both kept up with their walking. "What do you mean he's missing?"

"Dean just got back from the job in Kansas and...Sam wasn't there."

"Oh, that's just great."

"Yeah, I know." Natalie answered. "I screwed up and I shouldn't have come down here...or at least, I should've brought Sam with me. That way I could keep my eye on him."

"Don't be to hard on yourself Nad. I assume Dean is out there now looking for him?"

Natalie nodded.

"Then we let him find Sam and we'll figure out what's going on here. Deal?" Bobby asked, casting a quick glance over at Natalie.

"Deal."

...

Bobby and Natalie rounded the corner of a long corridor, taking a look behind them, they both stepped out and proceeded down towards the morgue. Surprisingly, while they had been making their journey towards their destination, they had not encountered anyone...which was making Natalie suspicious.

Regardless of the suspicious lack of staff walking around this part of the building, Natalie dismissed this once she and Bobby were standing in the desolate space that was the morgue. It was chilly. No wonder, because it was the morgue, but being in the presence of dead human bodies was unnerving for Natalie. After all of the monsters that she has killed, dead humans was never something she was used to.

"What was the name of the woman?" Bobby's question pierced through Natalie's thoughts, effectively forcing her to focus.

"Madeline Hackett."

Bobby nodded as he surveyed the many rows of freezers along the walls and hummed to himself. "This should be easy."

Natalie and Bobby stepped towards the freezers, both of them splitting up to each side of the room. Bobby's comment was actually true. Most of the freezers didn't have any kind of identification that would tell them who was in it. That made their search a lot more easier.

Natalie skimmed down the name tags of a column of freezers until she reached one right in the middle. Madeline Hackett. "Bobby." Natalie waved for him to come over. "I found her."

Bobby sauntered over to the freezer and both of them assessed the name tag. "Died earlier this morning. Dr. Neil Williams."

"That's the creepy doctor I told you about." Natalie added.

"Right then." Bobby grabbed onto the freezer handle, twisted and pulled out the slab. A clipboard was resting on top of the body, which Natalie took to read through.

"It says here that she had foot surgery. And she died from it?" Natalie questioned, turning her attention back up at Bobby who was thinking the same thing.

"No way in hell." Bobby took the white sheet that was covering the body and carefully pulled it back, revealing a cold, pale corpse. Natalie walked over to one side of the slab, while Bobby stayed where he currently was. But, they both furrowed their brows at the stitched up incisions on the body. "She's already been autopsied?"

"Maybe it wasn't an actual autopsy." Natalie commented as she looked up at him. "Maybe the doctors were having themselves a human buffet."

Bobby reached over for a pair of latex gloves and handed them to Natalie, before grabbing a pair for himself. "Only one way to find out."

Bobby gestured for Natalie to hand him the scalpel from one of the trays next to her. Once she did, Bobby pressed the blade down on the upper part of Madeline's stomach and dragged the instrument down, creating a splitting cut down her torso. When the incision was made, Bobby placed down the scalpel as he sunk he hands in-between her ribcage and motioned for Natalie to do the same.

Placed her bag down on a table behind her, Natalie made a face as she secured her hands between the space of the ribcage and with a nod from Bobby, they both pulled, effectively breaking the ribcage open. Retracting her hands, Natalie couldn't help, but give a small gag at what she saw in Madeline's torso.

Stepping closer to the body, Natalie and Bobby leaned down, slightly, towards the opening, both of them trying to not let the state of her body get to them to much.

"It's nothing but a freaking doggie bag in here." Bobby sifted through the contents in her body, which actually wasn't much.

"There's nothing but...mush. Correction, there isn't even a lot of mush in her." Natalie leaned away from the body and pulled off the gloves. "So, you totally believe Jody's account?"

"It seems the Sheriff was right."

"Can I help you both?"

The source of the voice was from a doctor who was standing near the morgue doors, the one what Natalie had encountered earlier. Bobby and Natalie casted each other quick glances before pulling out their badges.

"Maybe you can explain who did this sloppy work?" Bobby asked, gesturing towards the body.

The doctor paused and his eyes narrowed in recognition. "I know...both of you."

Natalie froze in surprise at the man's comment, but Bobby was quick to reply. "No. You have the wrong people buddy."

The doctor began to make a slowly progress towards them, which was putting both Bobby and Natalie on edge.

"Bobby...Singer." The doctor smiled at Bobby and then turned his attention over to Natalie. "And you...Natalie Collins, isn't it? We all saw you through the angel's eyes."

Natalie could feel her chest tighten and a sharp breath caught in her throat. She and Bobby both began to slowly back up, away from the body.

The doctor's smirk curled into a full on smile as he began to stride over to Bobby, who picked up a mallet from the table and cut it across the doctor's face. The man regained himself and looked up at Bobby, his eyes hardened with fierce anger.

Natalie looked down at Bobby's bag, seeing his shotgun poking out from the opening and quickly grabbed the weapon. Clicking in the round, before she could send off a shot, the man's face transformed into a huge mouth, with sharp, pointed teeth and a tongue that could only relate to that of a snake's. Natalie made a face at the sight, barely able to comprehend it before his face went back to normal.

Raising the gun, Natalie finally shot a round into the man's chest, only to be met with it not having any kind of effect on him. Oh you have got to be kidding me.

"Fair enough." Bobby quickly commented.

Grabbing the bag, Bobby gestured for Natalie to follow. Natalie quickly picked up her bag from the table and they bolted out a different set of doors as Bobby grabbed Natalie, pulling her to the right, towards one of the exits that led to the back of the hospital. Once out, they both broke out into a run towards the parking lot.

"Was that what I think it was?" Natalie called out, her voice filled with heavy breathing as they continued their run.

"Leviathan." Bobby clarified as they made a quick run across the main entrance road of the hospital and into the parking lot.

When they made it towards Bobby's van, Natalie stopped suddenly and looked around the lot. "Wait, my car is still here." Natalie called out.

Bobby looked at Natalie through the driver and passenger window. "Seriously, Nad? Leave it. We'll come back for it later."

Natalie huffed out a painful, heavy breath as she yanked open the passenger door and got in, right as Bobby turned on the ignition and sped out of the parking lot.

As the car blazed down the road, back towards the house, Natalie was still trying to catch her breath and to try and wrap her mind around what just happened.

"Okay." Natalie breathed out. "So, Leviathan are here...in Sioux Falls. Taking over doctors...that means they can literally be anyone right now."

"Well, it's no wonder. After Cas disappeared at that water plant, the Leviathan were able to travel anywhere through the piping."

"I didn't think they would stay so close to home though." Natalie muttered as she leaned her head back against the seat. "What are we going to do?"

Bobby pulled out his phone and quickly dialed out a number before placing it up to his ear.

"Bobby?" Sam's voice came through the other end.

"Well, the Sheriff was right. Nad and I were looking into the hospital situation and it's definitely our kind of thing. We were both in the morgue and Nad shot one into them, nothing happened. Only bled black ooze."

"Wait, the Leviathan are here?"

"Yeah. We're heading back to the house. Let's regroup there and see what exactly we can do to stop these things."

"Alright."

Bobby pulled the phone away and placed it back into the pocket. "I will say one thing." Bobby spoke up, causing Natalie to look over at him. "It's a good thing you didn't do all of that on your own."

Natalie only nodded her head in agreement. If she had been in that morgue on her own when that Leviathan came in, who knows what might've happened. The rest of the car ride was short, due to Bobby's speeding. Once they reached the entrance to the salvage yard, Bobby made a sharp turn and sped up the gravel pathway.

As the car began to turn a small corner, Natalie looked up and reached out for Bobby's arm."Bobby."

At her word, Bobby stopped the car and his eyes wandered over to the house, where a few guys were finishing up with pouring gasoline on the outside walls and foundation. They all then took out matches, lit up the entirety of them and threw it at the house, causing it to immediately catch on fire.

"Oh my god." Natalie breathed out.

The group of men near the home turned their attention towards Natalie and Bobby, catching them both off guard. Right on time, the driver and passenger side windows were smashed, causing Natalie and Bobby to duck down to avoid getting cut by the shards of glass.

Natalie felt a pair of hands grab onto her arms and began to pull her out through the window. With her back towards the perpetrator, Natalie could see someone doing the same thing to Bobby. With a quick motion, Natalie brought her head back, feeling it come into contact with the person's face. Using it to her advantage, Natalie yanked her right arm out from its grasp and brought her elbow back, hitting the person's face, which made a sickening crack sound.

Natalie leaned forward and turned her body to the right, her back pressed up against the arm rest. Now that she was able to see that her attacker was a male and that was it. Natalie brought up her leg and kicked the man in the face several times, when his hand took hold of her legs and pulled her towards the car door. Natalie gave a gasp when she felt several stinging pinches on the bottom of her right calf, which was resting on still attached shards of glass.

Reaching for her gun, embedded in the back of her pants, Natalie took a firm grip on the handle, pulled it out, aimed the weapon at the man's face and with a click, she fired off to rounds. It did the trick. His hold on her released and she turned herself as much as she could while lying on her back and aimed the gun at the one still holding Bobby and fired off two rounds into his head.

"Bobby go!" Natalie called out.

Bobby put the car into reverse and stepped down on the gas pedal. The car flew down the gravel pathway, backing out of the entrance and turning the car right, Bobby put the car into drive and sped down the main road, the tires screeching against the concrete.

Natalie pulled her leg back into the car and pushed her sore body back up into a sitting position. Immediately, she could feel a vibrating stinging in her right calf and she reached down to rub at the spot, only to see a small trace of blood when she pulled her hand away.

"You alright?" Bobby asked once he saw the blood on her hand.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Natalie brushed off his concern. "I'm guessing that was the Leviathan as well."

"Don't like that we were getting to nosy when it deals with their business." Bobby commented.

"Wait. Sam and Dean. They can't go back to the house." Natalie began to search her pockets only to find that her phone was no longer with her. "Where's my phone?" Natalie reached down towards the floor mat, trying to find her phone.

"Don't worry about it. We've got company."

Natalie leaned back up and looked in the side mirror, seeing that there were three cars following them. Natalie turned fully in her seat to look out the back window, seeing the cars were picking up their speed to keep up with Bobby.

"They're not going to leave us alone." Natalie said, her voice taking on a grim tone.

From the back window, Natalie could see one of the cars merge into the next lane and was driving up alongside Bobby, inching closer towards the drivers side.

"So we're just gonna have to fight back." Natalie said quickly.

Bobby gave Natalie a confused look as he picked up the car's speed, only to have the car matching up with the speed. "You know that bullets won't do anything to them, right?"

"It might not be able to kill them, but it can buy us some time." Natalie pulled out her gun and checked her ammo clip, seeing that she only had enough bullets to take on this car and maybe another one before she would have to reload.

Looking up, Natalie could see the car slowly creeping up on the drivers side, the image of the vehicle just beginning to appear through the broken window. Bracing her hand against Bobby's chest, she pushed him back against the seat and aimed her gun, waiting for their car windows to match up. Once they were aligned, Natalie gave herself a quick second and shot off a round, shattering the passenger window. Gaining a clear shot of two people sitting in the front, Natalie fired off one round each, both shots hitting the two men in the head. The car quickly swerved towards the right and Natalie set off another round into the right front tire, before releasing her hand from Bobby's chest.

The sound of the car coming to a screeching halt was able to cut through the loud roar of the engine. Pulling out her ammo clip, Natalie saw that she only had one bullet left and she was going to have to make it count. Turning towards the shattered passenger window, she was able to spark up a quick plan. Taking off her boot, Natalie used the shoe to break off the shards of glass that were still stuck in the window. Once it was clean, Natalie set her shoe down on the floor mat, then carefully, leaned her head out the window and pulled herself out far enough until she gained a clear view of the car following immediately behind them.

Her eyes were trying to settle on one of the tires, but the fact that it was nighttime and the headlights were practically blinding her vision, it was making it hard to get a perfect outline of the tire. Huffing out in exasperation, Natalie decided that she would just go for the shot. Raising her gun, Natalie tried to focus on the spot where she was fairly sure one of the tires would be. Taking in a breath and praying that it didn't miss, Natalie pressed down on the trigger and a shot rang out. A satisfying pop noise resonated among the loud roaring engines as the car swerve towards the side of the road, leaving only one more car to take care of.

Natalie slowly lowered herself back into the car and quickly reached for her bag that was sitting behind her seat. Rummaging through it, Natalie realized that there was a complication. She was trying to search for bullets with virtually no light.

"Dammit." Natalie cursed as she dug her hand towards the bottom, trying to feel around for her extra ammo.

"Nad, what's taking so long?" Bobby asked.

"Just give me a second Bobby." Natalie answered, sounding a bit panicked.

"Well, not trying to rush you, but this one is really starting to get up on my tail."

The car suddenly jerked forward that was proceeded by a loud crash. Natalie felt her body surge towards the dash, her legs falling off of the seat until her knees were practically touching the floor mat. Pulling herself up as much as she could, Natalie grabbed for her bag again when the car jerked forward again.

"Nad hurry it up!"

"You try finding ammo in this kind of situation!" Natalie retorted back.

"Oh, hell." Bobby reached for his gun that was sitting in his beltline and tapped Natalie on the side of the hip. "Here use mine."

Natalie leaned back up and took the gun from Bobby and quickly leaned herself out the window. This time Natalie really didn't try to aim for the tires, she pointed the gun in the direction where they would most likely hit the target and began to fire off one shot after the other. On the fifth shot, Natalie smiled in triumph at the sound of the tire popping and the car moving towards the side of the road.

Pulling herself back in the car, Natalie clicked the safety on and set the gun in her lap as she leaned back against the seat, letting out sighs of relief with a big smile on her face. Looking over at Bobby, Natalie could see almost of a scolding look on his face.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" She asked, genuinely confused. They just took out the Leviathan's car, if anything they should be celebrating right now.

"You know, you doing risks like leaning out the window of a speeding car, is going to give me a heart attack."

Natalie rolled her eyes and let out a genuine laugh. "Come on Bobby. I literally just saved our asses and you're going to scold me about how I did it?"

"Just don't do it again." Bobby replied.

Natalie couldn't help but shrug. "I thought it was pretty fun."

The night was long for Natalie and Bobby. Once they were finished with getting the Leviathan off their track, Natalie tried to get Bobby to take her back to the hospital. That way she would be able to get her car and drive it to wherever they needed to go. That was a firm no from Bobby, which Natalie had to accept, for the time being. Instead, Bobby insisted that they retreat to one of his many cabins that he has put up in various states. Hunters from all over could take refuge if they needed to. And right now, Bobby and Natalie couldn't afford to stay at a local place.

But, when they reached the cabin, Natalie couldn't help but worry herself over Sam and Dean and she wanted to call them. But, somewhere in the scuffle she and Bobby had back at the house, Natalie's phone went missing. Somewhere in the car, but she couldn't find it. Bobby insisted that she stop looking for it and get some rest, which she hesitantly agreed to. Bobby assured her that he would find out where Sam and Dean were and first thing in the morning, they'll find them and drive out to Whitefish, Montana, which is where Bobby wants them to stay for the remainder of this Leviathan crisis.

Surprisingly, Natalie slept fairly well during the night. She would've thought that with all of the adrenaline she experienced with shooting out the tires of the Leviathan's cars, it would've kept her up. She was wrong. If anything, the event just made her exhausted and it was the first time in a few days that she was able to get a decent amount of sleep.

Natalie shoved her night clothes into her bag and closed the zipper. She turned around at the sound of the front door opening and saw Bobby walk in with something in his hand.

"I found this." Bobby strolled over to her and handed Natalie her phone.

"Where was It?" She asked.

"Under the passenger seat. It must've fallen out during the attack." Bobby answered offhandedly as he reached over for his bag. "Well, we need to get going. I know where Sam and Dean are."

Natalie looked up, her eyes wide. "Where?"

"They're at Sioux Falls General."

Natalie's face relaxed and she let out a groan. "That's just great."

"Yeah." Bobby nodded. "Well, come on, let's get in the van and go rescue those idjits."

Natalie nodded and turned back around to her bag. But, she turned on her phone and saw that she had two missed calls: one from Dean and the other from Sam, and she had one voicemail. As her brows furrowed, Natalie clicked on the notification and placed the phone up to her ear, hearing the robotic voice alerting her that she had one message.

"Nad? Nad, answer the phone." Natalie could feel her chest tighten at the sound of Sam's voice.

"Nad...you can't be buried in that burnt ruble back there. There's no way that you can be...you can't be gone Nad. Remember? You promised that we would talk. Well, I'm here Nad, where are you? You can't be gone...please. Call me back."

Natalie slowly pulled the phone away from her ear, staring down at the screen as Sam's message began to loop over and over in her mind. He sounded so destroyed and...scared, which was something that Natalie had never heard genuine fear from him before. And the thought that Sam thinks that she's dead was eating away at her. Slipping her phone into her pocket, Natalie grabbed her bag and quickly walked out of the door.

Walking up to the van, Natalie quickly got into the car and set her bag down near her feet. "So, most likely the Leviathan are still there and they will be able to recognize us..."

"Then we have to get in and get out as quick as we can." Bobby answered as he turned on the ignition and pulled out onto the main road.

"And do we have a plan?"

"Of course we do." Bobby replied, giving Natalie a look. "We're gonna get Sam and Dean out of there and we'll ditch this van and use one of the ambulances."

Natalie raised her brows at the end of Bobby's sentence. "Did you just say that we're going to be stealing an ambulance?"

"You heard right. We're going to commit our first act of Ambulance theft."

Natalie couldn't help but let out a quick laugh. "Well, let me just put that on my resume."

And we are done with this chapter! WOW! This was honestly a real pain for me to get finished and I have no idea why. Anyways! NEXT CHAPTER IS THE MOMENT YOU HAVE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR! HOPE YOU ARE READY! And once again, next chapter will be predominantly Sam/Nad so get ready for that!

Review Responses:

Soul's Companion: I am so glad that you liked the previous chapter! It's still not one I am too fond of, but hopefully I'll go back and edit the chapter a little bit

Marloweee1865: I am so glad that you loved the chapter! Nad and Jake always remind me of Riley and Jackson when I write them! I love writing Nad and Jake together and I am hoping to get a little more of their interactions into this story. Nad being hell bent on finding Cas was how the chapter was going to go. She wants to make sure Cas didn't do anymore damage and she wasn't going to let Dean convince her otherwise. And OF COURSE I had to throw in the "eyes peeled" I have you keep you all on your toes about this little warning! I promise there will be more hints dropped in future chapters and then THE GRAND EVENT WILL HAPPEN! Caden will be back, hopefully, within the next couple of chapters, still planning it out. And he will be fine...for a short time at least *insert maniacal laughter* Thanks for the review sweetie!

January Lily: Ugh the first chapter was a pain to write, but THIS ONE was even more of a pain, but I do hope you like this one as well. And I know exactly what you mean about Death. I FREAKING LOVE HIM! He's in my top five favorite characters on the show, so I know exactly how you feel when it comes to Death. I think the show needs more of him and I am glad you are excited as well about what's going to do down with this warning. All in good time. And Caden will be alright for a while. He'll be spending some time with Natalie and the Winchesters, so it will be interesting to write. And the whole day dreamed thing, honestly, I was smiling so much when I read that! I think it would be really interesting to see how Elle and Caden would react to one another. And also, THANK YOU SO MUCH for the second review that you left for me. I know that I already sent you a message on tumblr, but this message really is something that I read when I need some motivation and it will continue to be that for me. Seriously thank you so much!

sarahmichellegellarfan1: I'm really happy that you like the first chapter! It really was hard to get through, but chapter 2 takes the prize for now as being the hardest chapter so far. But, I do hope that you enjoy it!

SUPERNATURAL210: Here is your update! Do hope that you like it!

Guest: Next chapter shall be the moment that I think you have all been waiting for. And it really has been a long time coming. I've been waiting to get that moment published for so long!