A/N: I'm back! Sorry it took me months to update this story again, I lost inspiration for a moment and then life got in the way. But I'm back now with another chapter for you guys. I'd like to thank everyone who followed and favourited this story. I hope this chapter makes up for four months of silence.

"I'm gonna go take a look around." Roy decided. I frowned, and I noticed my brothers weren't happy with that idea either. Especially since we didn't know what it was in the forest so we didn't really like the idea of people going off alone. Besides, I'd seen enough horror movies to know that was a really bad idea.
"No, we should stay together. It's the safest thing to do."
"You shouldn't go by yourself." Sammy agreed with me. But Roy refused to listen and walked off by himself.
"Alright, everyone else stays together." Dean ordered our group.

We kept walking, keeping one eye out for Tommy and the other eye out for any dangers. That was when we heard Roy's voice yell Haley. We all ran towards him, wondering what he had found. I couldn't help thinking that he found Tommy's body. When we got to Roy, I sighed seeing I was sort of right - he hadn't found a body but the campsite which was completely destroyed with blood everywhere. I shook my head, making sure Haley and Ben wouldn't see. Tommy probably didn't survive this attack.

Haley began yelling for her brother, which Sammy managed to put an end to with the news whatever attacked Tommy was probably still here.
"Sam! Alice!" Dean shouted. We ran over to him and saw he'd found tracks in the mud. The bodies were dragged from the campsite, but the trail stopped cold. I frowned trying to think.
"Could be something with wings?" I suggested. "Maybe it flew off with the bodies."
"Maybe…" Dean didn't sound sure. "But I'll tell you what. It's no skinwalker or black dog."

We headed back to the group where Haley had picked up her brother's phone which was broken and bloody. I felt sorry for the girl - I would feel the same if I found the camp like this and it had been one of my brothers camping. Dean tried to comfort her with the news Tommy could still be alive. After all, some monsters kept people for hours or even days before killing them. It all depended on what we were dealing with.

"Help!" a male voice shouted. We all looked up at the sound, before running towards them guns at the ready. We followed the sound of his screaming, but he stopped before we could reach him. We stood deep in the forest, unsure of where we were going. Suddenly Sam froze.
"Sammy? You ok?"
"Everyone back to the camp!" Sam yelled, ignoring my question and running back. We all followed him, and when we returned found that the packs had gone meaning we had no phones. Sammy then took me and Dean to a private spot where we could talk business without the others overhearing.

"Dean, I need to see Dad's journal." Sammy ordered our brother. He shrugged and handed it over, though we were both confused as to why our baby brother needed the journal. He found the page he wanted and turned it for us to see.
"Wendigo?" Dean looked unsure.
"Think about it. The claws, how it mimicked a human voice…"
"He has a point, Dean."
"Great. Well, this is useless." Dean held up his gun. Sam was determined to get the group back to safety, away from the forest where we didn't know how many Wendigo there were - we could be surrounded right now and not know.

Roy and Sam got into a fight - my brother wanting us to leave the forest and then just us three would come back while Roy wanted to stay and hunt himself. Dean quickly broke up the fight. We started to settle in for the night, making sure we were protected until we could get the three normal people out of here in the morning. Dean began drawing Anasazi symbols all around the campsite with Sam watching him while I collected wood to build a fire to keep us all warm tonight. Haley and Ben sat by the fire once it was lit, just watching Dean.

I sat with Haley and Ben. I figured my brothers needed a moment alone for brotherly bonding, and I was beginning to like Haley. She'd stood up to my brothers.
"Haley. We'll find Tommy." I assured her. I just didn't say he'd be alive when we found him, that wasn't something I could promise. Haley nodded, and Ben smiled. I smiled back. I began playing with my hairstyle while I thought, a nervous habit I picked up when I was a child. I really hoped we'd find Tommy alive, it would destroy his siblings to lose him, I could just see that. I eventually decided to leave my hair loose.

Just then, we heard yelling coming from the forest. It was definitely the Wendigos, trying to draw us out of the protection of the symbols. I kept close to Ben and Haley, figuring if anyone stepped out of the circle it would be one of those two. Roy started shooting at the creatures, eventually hitting one. He ran out of the circle after it, and I quickly followed.
"Roy! Alice!" I heard Dean's voice behind me but I didn't stop. Dean and Sam caught up to me, and I knew from Dean's face that I would be in big trouble after this was all over. I rolled my eyes and focused on Roy. We stopped, having lost sight of the man.
"Roy!" I yelled, looking frantically around for any signs of life. There was nothing. After a few minutes of searching, we had to assume that Roy was either dead or taken by the Wendigo and we returned to the camp. We decided it was time to end this, one way or another.

We eventually found Tommy, rescuing him. I was glad none of the Collins died, and that we killed the Wendigo. We hit the road again, my brothers and me, looking for our next case.

A/N: I just wanted to end this episode, mostly because I didn't like the first two episodes of Supernatural. It wasn't until S1E3 Dead In The Water that I began to love the show. So that's why this was so abrupt an ending…

I also was thinking two things. One, I didn't really describe Alice much for you guys. I will add a description to my profile for anyone who wants to know more about her. Two, she needs something she's really scared of, like a phobia. Dean is scared of flying, Sam is scared of clowns… If you have any ideas for a good phobia for Alice, let me hear them.