There is a few liberties that I did for this chapter and for the rest of the story. This is a continuation from Search For Family. Let's see how the Winchester Siblings handle the next round of hunts! Please comment and Enjoy. Supernatural is the property of CW.

Chapter 1

The calm sounds of the woods played with John Winchester as he hunkered down waiting for the Werewolf to take his bait. He had only been gone for a week from reconnecting with his kids and he had to find a way to keep them safe while simultaneously taking down monsters and finding a way to avenge his wife's murder on the Demon that took her.

A twig snapping made him stop and ready his silver bullet filled pistol. Years of experience of the Marines and being a hunter for over two decades, John was ready for the attack. The creature slowly moved out sniffing the air for the source of the blood John planted. The Werewolf let out a howl of frustration as he followed the scent trail closer towards John.

John's eyes narrowed as the creature inched closer teeth barred and dripping with saliva. He watched as now the Werewolf was almost at spitting distance when he left his hiding spot and fired a shot missing his target's chest and barely scraping it's arm.

The Werewolf let out a yelp of pain before glaring and growing menacingly at John. It rushed at and tackled John before the seasoned hunter could fire another shot. Teeth snapped near John's neck as sharp nails dug at the ground near his head. John groaned under the weight of the Werewolf and got his pistol ready and knew his next shot would hit its mark.

Three discharged silver bullets exited the barrel and the Werewolf went slack on top of John. With a heave, John threw the dead Werewolf off of him and lay there catching his breath. He would never admit or say it, the hunting business that he forced his two kids in was in deed taking years off of John and he would most likely settle down somewhere and enjoy his remaining years as a mentor to other hunters.

His phone buzzed in his pocket and John pulled it out and stared at the name that popped up. His breathing caught as the name Ellen Harvell appeared. It wasn't like John to be scared of a name but the name in question had bad blood. He ignored the phone call and slowly sat up went to work on burning the corpse.

~DSCWIN~

The highway was like his forever home as he was always driving one. He took in a deep breath enjoying the smells from the fields and coming rain that has started to sprinkle on his windshield. A rest area loomed only a few miles ahead and John thought stopping for a few hours would do him good. He signaled over and parked in an empty slot before locking and arming himself. As John slowly slipped into a light sleep, thoughts of what his kids were up to was the last thing that went through his mind.

~DSCWIN

The flat fields of Texas looked plain and it was driving Dean Winchester crazy. He drove in black Chevy Impala down the plain fields bored as nothing interesting could entertain him. That was he heard a gasp of inhaled air from his brother Sam who was fast asleep in the seat beside him.

A white plastic spoon was sitting inside a cardboard cup from their last meal last night and Dean smiled. It had been years since he and Sam had a prank war, and being the oldest he was obligated to start it up again. He looked to see if there was any oncoming traffic before he picked up the spoon and carefully slid it inside his brother's mouth smiling at how the utensil hung pressed against his teeth. Dean grinned as he slid his phone out of his pocket and opened up the picture app. Once he got the shot Dean pressed the take button and slid his cellphone back inside his jacket. He grinned and grabbed the Volume of the radio the song bouncing off the windows and seats making Sam wake up with a shot.

Sam sat up and felt something in his mouth that he knew wasn't there the night before. He swiped at his mouth knocking the spoon loose and turning the volume down as he wiped his mouth just in case something else was on it. "Oh, God you're not starting that again." Sam grumbled running fingers through his disheveled hair.

"Starting what?" Dean innocently asked smiling at how jumpy Sam was.

"That prank war stuff." Sam answered annoyed at how evil his brother was. "It starts off small then it escalates and someone ends up hurt."

"You're scared you'll find Nair in your shampoo bottle again." Dean chuckled glancing into the rear view at the small lump that started to move.

"Yeah just don't please." Sam begged sitting straighter in the seat.

"Whatever you say, Baldy." Dean smirked.

"Are you two always like this?" Christina, Sam's and Dean's little sister, asked as she rubbed her eyes and yawned.

"Yes we are." Dean beamed with pride. "When there's nothing to entertain you, you have to find other ways to entertain yourself."

"So, you two have prank wars with each other on these long trips?" Christina asked seeing the nod from her older brothers and leaned back in her seat. "Fun."

"Don't worry," Dean said smiling back. "We'll go easy on you. Think of it as an initiation to the family."

"Thanks." Christina said sarcastically. "I feel so loved."

Sam smiled slightly already thinking of a payback prank to install on Dean and one to welcome Christina into their family when he looked over at his brother. "Where are we?" He asked not seeing any road signs on their back road trip.

"A few miles outside of Richmond." Dean answered.

"So what are we heading to Richmond for?" Christina asked slowly moving up so she was leaning on the seat in between her brothers. "Were we sent there by, John...I mean Dad?"

"No," Sam said. "At our last stop we were at, I found this website that stated of a ghost hanging a young woman but when the cops went to investigate the girl was gone."

"So a dead girl just walked off?" Dean asked surprised. "Interesting and what was this website that you were reading?"

Sam sighed. "Something called HellHoundsLair."

Both Dean and Christina started to chuckle as Sam sounded so serious. "Sounds like a website that someone who just can't leave their mother's basement made up." Dean joked going back to a fit of laughter.

"Well, it's really popular." Sam groaned. "There's a lot of views and it seems some of the locals posted just hours after visiting the house."

"Well, now we just need to find the teenagers." Dean said slowing down as he reached the city limits. "That's going to be difficult."

"It's not going to be hard." Christina said pulling her hair into a ponytail and moving back to lean on the front seat. "If these are indeed teenagers, then there are three places they'll hang out. One is an arcade. Two is the Library. Or three, and the most likely, is a fast food joint."

"Well, let's go see how many fast food places this place has." Dean said smiling. "Besides I could get something to eat."

"Go figure." Sam mumbled softly.

~DSCWIN~

The restaurant was filled with teenagers talking about their exciting weekends when Dean, Sam and Christina arrived and took a look around. They slowly moved to the front counter to check what they had for food wise, while also trying to over hear anything about the house that Sam had read online.

"Why'd you break up with him, though?" A girl asked as they continued to look at the large menu board. "I thought you weren't going to graduate single."

"Are you kidding?" Another girl stammered. "His idea of a romantic date was to take to me to this old haunted house just outside of town. Well, it was pretty dirty and ransacked but what made it worse was the fact there was this woman hanging in the rafters."

The Winchesters all turned and spotted a girl just in the middle of a group of friends. Dean moved closer and slowly sat down with his award winning charming smile. "Hi, I'm Dean I'm with a small supernatural group where we write stories about the weird and unexplained." The girl seemed to relax somewhat as Dean continued to charm her with his smile. "My colleges and I were sent here for this exact reason. Tell me, if you can, about that house you went to."

The girl sighed and looked at her group of friends before looking back at Dean who had pulled out a small notebook and a pen. "Well, a group of us went to this house. It's called the old Murdoch ranch. Well, Melicah Murdoch killed his daughters and hung them in the basement. Well, when we went there there was blood everywhere and these strange symbols all over the walls."

"Very interesting." Dean said writing down random words as if he were indeed writing an article. "And what about this woman you said was in the rafters?"

The girl's face paled as she swallowed hard. "I...I didn't really get to see a lot of it, the fact that she was there made it super unnerving. I mean I thought it was a Halloween prop but it was a real girl."

Dean smiled and thanked the young woman for her time before walking over to his siblings who were waiting for their food to get done. "So did you guys find anyone else talking about that house?" He asked sliding into the seat next to Sam who was back on his laptop.

"That boy over there, with the tan jacket used to go out with your girl." Christina said pointing to a young man who looked sick in the middle of his friends. "Said the Murdoch house was just dusty and dirty just all around nasty. Strange symbols and the woman in the rafters was just so scary he wasn't surprised he broke up with his girlfriend either."

"Yeah, Jack the cashier said the same thing. He's their friend too." Sam added. "It was pretty much the same as Christy's boy said."

"How did they hear about the house to begin with?" Dean asked seeing as their three witnesses all looked at each other and paled as if they were about to get arrested.

"I can ask them." Christina said seeing their order was about to be ready. "I'll even pick up our food."

Dean gave her a scrutinized look but shrugged it off thinking it was just his imagination that she'd pull a prank on them. "Sounds good. Coke for the drink." He said making her nod and scamper off towards the pick up window.

"Are we sure these kids would openly admit where they got the idea of getting into that house?" Sam asked opening up his laptop and pulling up the website. "I mean when was the last time you admitted to anything to adults when you were a teenager?"

"I was fifteen. I had to admit to a Policeman that I was sneaking into an R-rated show to get you." Dean said before giving his sideways smirk.

"I think I remember that night. I was with dad sick with the flu and he sent you out for flu medicine." Sam glanced at Dean who began to beam. "Dude, dad was freaking worried about you."

"I didn't have a car. I calculated my moves all the time and I still got to see a really good movie."

Sam opened his mouth to say something when Christina came back with a tray of food. "Where's our-"

"I had to put the drinks at the drink station. I'll be back in a second." She quickly dished out the sandwiches and rushed back to put the drinks on the tray. She carefully placed the drinks in front of their owners and picked up her grilled chicken sandwich and onion rings.

"So how do you think we'll get them all to say who it was that took them?" Sam asked taking a large bite of his sandwich.

"I think if we get them all at one place they will feel a bit more comfortable." Christina shrugged looking over at the three kids as they once again shared looks. "I think I have an idea." She stood up and walked over to each individual kid and pointed to an empty table in the corner of the restaurant.

"It's not going to work." Dean muttered taking a sip of his drink. However a few seconds later his eyes widened as all three teenagers stood up and walked to the table alone before sitting close to one another. "I stand corrected." Dean shrugged once Christina waved for them to join them at the table.

Sam and Dean slowly made their way to the table with the teens and sat down next to Christina who was sitting near the edge.

"You may recognize these two," Christina spoke with a friendly smile. "These are my partners and after we looked over the information found one thing missing."

"Who took you to the house in the first place?" Dean asked giving them the look of 'don't lie to us'.

"Craig," the teens said all at once. "Craig Thursten."

"Does anyone know where we can find Craig?" Sam asked wanting his turn.

"The music shop on main. Tunes for You." the teens answered again.

"Thank you for your help." Dean said with a smile. He slowly stood up and lead his siblings away from the table with the three teens before heading towards the exit.

"What about our food?" Christina asked looking back at her nearly uneaten food.

"We need to talk to Craig before he scurries away. I'll buy us stakes for dinner." Dean said and entered the driver seat of his car.

A/N:

Updates on this will be coming in slow as I have troubles finding time to write and having the ambition to. Please be patient with me as I'm trying to give my fans excitement. Also please don't comment on how useless my character is or how it's just the episode with a new person. It hurts a lot and I'm trying to make things different and plausible. Thank you.

And Happy Thanksgiving!