(S1EP2 - Wendigo)

Alina, Dean, and Sam, took a break at a gas station, just a few miles away from the place indicated by John in his journal. They didn't know if they would find their parents there, but it was the only clue they had at the moment.

Alina had just stopped in the middle of an aisle, looking sadly at Sam from afar, still sitting in the passenger's seat of the Impala, staring into space. She hated to see him like that and just wanted to give him even a tiny bit of comfort, but after inspecting every corner of his apartment for a whole week, they simply hadn't find anything useful.

So she gave her friend all the space he needed during these difficult times, but was also beginning to lose her mind, seeing him wake up with fear every time he managed to close his eyes. She knew very well how nightmares could destroy a person.

"Frenchy?!"

Dean startled the young woman after trying to grab her attention three times already, getting a little closer to yell in her ear. He immediately bent over to catch the bag of chips she had dropped, then stood up, meeting the confused gaze of the young woman just a few centimeters from his. He only had to raise his arm to put the packet back in its place, just behind her, a mocking smile on his lips. "You've always been so clumsy, I wonder how you can hunt without shooting yourself. "

"I've never been clumsy, you were always too abrupt."

"Only because I liked to see you angry."

"Yeah, 'cause you're an idiot."

She had to slide under his still raised arm, after softly slapping his chest with a grin.

She continued to advance in the aisle, realizing that she was not really hungry. She just wanted to get out of the car for a few minutes to clear her mind. Dean followed her.

"Love the lipstick by the way." He pointed out, making her stop to glance at him, surprised.

"What?"

"The lipstick." He repeated. "I thought you hated make up."

"Yeah, clearly a lot has changed in five years." She replied, failing to hide the sarcasm in her voice.

"What does that mean?"

She didn't want to let it out now, it had only been a little less than two weeks since her return. And she definitely didn't want more tension in the car. But his curious green eyes were already staring at her, not planning on letting her go without an explanation. She sighed. "Dean, I've been in touch with Sam almost every week for five years. But you would only send me an email once a year, asking if I was still alive, and not really bothering to answer when I was the one writing to you. I mean, come on man! No wonder you didn't even know I was dating a woman for six month!"

She instantly felt the cashier's gaze on her when he heard the last words. She turned to the young man that had to be her age, still pretty pissed at Dean, but also at him now. "Dude, get your own sex life!"

"Woah okay!" Dean stopped her as he shielded her with his body, and walked to the cashier to pay for their stuff. He obviously wasn't worried for her, he was scared of her and what she could do to that guy if he let her share a single look with him. He was fast to take his fake credit card when the poor guy gave it back to him, putting the food under his arm and grabbing Alina by the hand before he ran out with the angry woman.

"Alina..."

"Dean?" She interrupted him while looking at him straight in the eye with determination, making him simply nod in silence. "Was our friendship really that easy to forget?"

He opened his mouth, saddened to see how much he had hurt the young woman by removing her from his life all this time, and sought his words carefully. Honestly, not a single day had passed in five years without him wanting to contact her, but she meant so much to him that he couldn't even concede how much he could also mean to her. And that she could still want him in her life even after the tragic events.

"No you know what?" Alina laughed awkwardly as Dean didn't seem to have an answer for her. "I'm sorry just...forget about that. Okay? I don't even know why I'm bothering you with this stupid question, when we clearly don't have time for this." She smiled at him as if they never had this conversation, which unsettled the one who was actually struggling to share his feelings. "Sam's waiting for us. Let's go find our parents!" She shouted, walking back to the car with her hands in the pockets of her jacket.

They made it to a ranger station two hours later, and Alina had to thank Dean's rock cassettes for not making the drive to silently uncomfortable. She was so angry at herself for creating more tension, that she tried to act as if everything was perfectly normal once they entered the station.

"So Blackwater Ridge is pretty remote." Sam was studying a 3D map of the national forest, while Dean and Alina were looking at the decorations. "It's cut off by these canyons here, rough terrain, dense forest, abandoned silver and gold mines all over the place."

"Dude, check out the size of this freaking bear." Dean said, looking at a framed photo of a man standing behind the body of a very large bear.

Alina looked at the photo, pretending to be shocked by a sudden realization. "Woah, looks just like the one I've killed back in France."

"Did you really?"

"No, stupid." She mocked him immediately. "I hunt monsters, not animals."

He rolled his eyes with amusement on his face, Sam deciding to join the two standing in front of the decorated wall.

"It's no nature hike, that's for sure."

"You kids aren't planning on going out near Blackwater Ridge by any chance?" A forest ranger startled the boys, as he appeared behind them. Alina had to hold her laugh when she turned around to face him with the brothers.

"Oh, no, sir, we're environmental study majors from UC Boulder, just working on a paper." Sam lied.

Dean grinned, and proudly raised a fist. "Recycle, man."

"Seriously..." Alina whispered behind him, looking at her feet to hide her smile.

"Bull."

The three hunters froze at the ranger's word, pretty sure they had just been busted by the man.

"You're friends with that Haley girl, right?"

Dean turned his head to Alina, who quickly nodded in agreement so he would keep on going. "Yes. Yes, we are, Ranger..." He checked the ranger's name-tag. "Wilkinson."

"Damn I told you guys it wouldn't work!" Alina snapped at the boys with fake disappointment.

"Well I will tell you exactly what we told her. Her brother filled out a backcountry permit saying he wouldn't be back from Blackwater until the twenty-fourth, so it's not exactly a missing person now, is it?"

Dean and Alina shook their head at the same time.

"You tell that girl to quit worrying, I'm sure her brother's just fine."

"We will." Alina responded with a big smile. "Thank you Ranger."

Alina and Sam were already heading out, but Dean was still talking to the man. " Well that Haley girl's quite a pistol, huh?"

"That is putting it mildly."

"Men." Alina whispered again.

"Actually you know what would help is if I could show her a copy of that backcountry permit. You know, so she could see her brother's return date."

She had to admit that Dean had actually been clever on that one, because once they got out of the station, he was proudly holding all the informations they needed in his hands.

"What, are you cruising for a hookup or something?" Sam asked as they made their way to the Impala.

"What do you mean?"

"That Haley girl's quite a pistol, huh?" Alina mimicked really badly. "I mean, we all know you have a type Winchester."

"I don't have a type!" He argued slightly offended by the accusations.

"Sure you don't..."

"Okay and even if I had a type, what's wrong with asking a simple question?!"

"Well for starters, don't freaking call us pistols!"

"Woah, are you implying that you're my type, Frenchy?"

"I've got a gun inside my belt, a dagger inside my boot, I wear a C cup, and I know every single AC/DC songs, so yeah, I'm pretty sure I'm your type!"

Dean didn't replied, to focused on the middle part of her statement to even think about a good punchline.

"What?!" Alina finally got bored of his silence.

"You wear a C cup?"

The girl was definitely ready to angrily jump on him, but Sam was fast to get in front of her, holding both the hands she had already lifted towards Dean's neck. "Guys that's not what I was talking about. Okay? I mean, the coordinates point to Blackwater Ridge, so what are we waiting for? Let's just go find dad. I mean, why even talk to this girl?"

Alina's anger disappeared at the sight of an abnormally angry Sam. She wasn't used to see him like that.

"I don't know, maybe we should know what we're walking into before we actually walk into it?" Dean tried to defend himself again.

Once Sam let go of Alina and looked at the both of them, he realized that they were now worriedly staring at him. Which pissed him off even more. "What?"

"Since when are you all shoot first ask questions later, anyway?" Dean asked.

"Since now."

And just like that, he simply turned away to get in the car, leaving Dean and Alina behind. They were looking at each other with concern, as if their last argument was now way past them.

"Really?" They said in chorus, almost smiling.

"Come on." Alina finally continued. "You're right, let's go see that girl."

And she also walked to the car, ignoring the way Dean's frustrated gaze just followed her for a second, before he joined her inside the Impala.

The drive to Haley's house was luckily short, so the three hunters didn't have to wait too long to meet the beautiful young woman that attracted Dean's attention, but also Alina's.

"You must be Haley Collins. I'm Dean, this is Sam and Alina, we're rangers with the Park Service. Ranger Wilkinson sent us over. He wanted us to ask a few questions about your brother Tommy."

Haley clearly hesitated. "You need three rangers to do that?"

The boys tried to find a good excuse, but Alina was the first to speak, sliding in front of Sam who was almost hiding her behind his giant body. "They've just started, I have to supervise them, you know?" She said before gently hitting Dean's chest. "Come on rookie, the lady's not gonna let us in without seeing some ID. "

Dean stared at her, annoyed but perfectly hiding it behind his charming smile, and took out his fake ID to hold it against the screen. Haley observed it quickly, and finally opened the door. "Come on in."

They were getting inside the house, when Haley caught sight of the Impala and stopped them. "That yours?"

"Yeah." Dean and Alina responded with the same tone and the same smile. They obviously noticed it and tried not to look at each other, while Sam was just rolling his eyes on the side.

"Nice car." Haley added, then turned to lead them into the kitchen. Once out of sight, Dean and Alina started to give each other little slaps and punches in the arms, like two lions ridiculously fighting for their territory.

Once they had finished with Haley and her other brother, and fearing to let them venture into the forest without knowing the real danger to go and look for their disappeared sibling, they spent the rest of the day searching into the history of Blackwater Ridge. They discovered that several disappearances of hikers had taken place before, always 23 years apart, and found the address of a survivor from 1959.

It was obvious that the old man didn't want to relive the trauma of that sinister night when his parents had been taken away from him by a monster, but still managed to provide them with useful informations for their investigation. Starting with the fact that the thing had entered the cabin that night, by unlocking the door.

Alina, Dean and Sam were now walking back to the car, trying to figure out what they were actually hunting. "Spirits and demons don't have to unlock doors. If they want inside, they just go through the walls." Dean said.

"So it's probably something else, something corporeal."

"Corporeal? Excuse me, professor."

"Shut up. So what do you think?"

"The claws, the speed that it moves...could be a skinwalker, maybe a black dog. Whatever we're talking about, we're talking about a creature, and it's corporeal. Which means we can kill it."

Alina didn't say anything, until they got to the parking lot, and Dean opened the trunk of the Impala, propping it open with a shotgun. She watched him put some guns in a duffel bag with a strange feeling. "Something's not right." She said, helping him to chose the weapons. "Why kill the parents and let the kid live? What was different about him? And the recurrence, it's almost like whatever that thing is...it's hibernating?"

"Well one thing's for sure." Sam added. "We cannot let that Haley girl go out there."

"Oh yeah?" Dean argued. "What are we gonna tell her? That she can't go into the woods because of a big scary monster?"

"Yeah."

Dean looked at his brother like he had completely lost his mind, and to be honest, that's what Alina was thinking too. But she couldn't blame him.

"Her brother's missing, Sam. She's not gonna just sit this out. Now we go with her, we protect her, and we keep our eyes peeled for our fuzzy predator friend." Dean told him as he took the duffel bag out of the car.

"Finding dad's not enough?" Sam slammed the shotgun down, then the trunk. "Now we gotta babysit too?"

Alina was feeling nauseous, just watching the brothers fight over something like that. It was her turn to get between the two of them, glancing at Sam with tiredness. "Sam you're not the only one looking for someone here. I know you want to find your dad, but I also want to find my mom, and Haley wants to find her brother. So we're gonna go, and help her find him 'cause that's what hunters do. And you don't get to vote when a person's life's on the line. That clear?"

She truly wanted to give him time, and to be understanding, because she knew what it felt like to suddenly lose someone in such a horrible way. But even if she wanted to find her mom more than anything, she knew she wouldn't be able to face her if that meant letting people die without doing anything. Her parents had raised her to save people before hunting things.

The next day, the three hunters arrived at the same time Haley, her younger brother, and a man they hadn't met yet, were about to enter the forest. Dean and Sam got out of the car first, as Alina was still getting ready in the backseat. When she finally got out, she heard the unknown man talk to Dean. "You're rangers?"

"That's right."

"And you're hiking out in biker boots and jeans?" Haley asked.

Dean looked down at himself. "Well, sweetheart, I don't do shorts."

"Told you they were rookies." Alina joked as she stopped beside Dean with a playful smirk, and wearing shorts even shorter than the ones Haley was wearing. They showed and perfectly highlighted her long naked legs that Dean couldn't help but observe for a moment before raising his eyes slightly higher in shock.

"When did you put that on?" He asked in a lower voice so that no one else than her could hear him.

"Back in the car."

The realization of her, taking her clothes off in his car, made him lose his words, again.

"What's wrong Winchester? I thought I wasn't your type." And she walked away after that, knowing perfectly well that he was now checking her out, and probably searching for the gun inside her belt. She had thought a lot about her reaction the day before, and felt bad about what she had said to him. He had always been clumsy in his actions, and even if she was still hurt, she couldn't stay mad at him. If she did, she would probably go insane.

The group was now hiking through the forest, Roy, the guide hired by Haley to take her to her brother's camp, obviously in the lead. Dean and Alina were walking right behind him, and the young woman didn't have time to stop Dean when he began to address Roy in this slightly arrogant tone of his. "Roy, you said you did a little hunting."

"Yeah, more than a little."

"Uh-huh. What kind of furry critters do you hunt?"

"Mostly buck, sometimes bear."

Dean then proudly passed Roy. "Tell me, uh, Bambi or Yogi ever hunt you back?"

He was so focused on his jokes that Alina only saw the subtle pile of leaves in front of him, at the exact same moment Roy grabbed the boy by his jacket. Everyone stopped immediately to stare at them, probably thinking Roy was about to start a fight.

"Whatcha doing, Roy?" Dean questioned him.

Alina was the one to reply, as she grabbed a stick and angrily poked the bear trap Dean had almost stepped in. "He was saving your leg from that little fucker."

"Woah easy sweetheart." Roy said amused. "You clearly know the forest but a beautiful thing like you shouldn't use that kind of language."

Alina felt her blood boil. She hated more than anything when a man told her how to speak. "You're right. I know a lot about the forest. I know these traps are illegal in this state since 1996, and I know that if you call me sweetheart again I'll use your mouth to poke the next one, Roy."

She then went back on her way, walking a little ahead of the others to calm herself down. She preferred that people didn't see this impulsive side of her personality. Her mom used to call it a Hyde Moment, and always knew how to get her back to the calm Jekyll State. She missed her so much.

She then noticed that Sam, Haley's brother Ben, and Roy had already passed her when she stopped for a minute to let out a deep breath, but couldn't see Dean and Haley until she turned around and spotted them behind her. From the look of it, they were discussing a pretty serious topic, and Alina didn't trust Dean to handle these kind of conversations. So she went back to join them, as Dean was pulling out a big bag of M&Ms to eat a handful of them.

"Everything okay?" Alina succeeded to grab their attention, receiving an apologetic look from Haley.

"Dean told me about your parents. I hope you'll find them."

"What?" Alina could only say when she turned to Dean to tease him again. "That's the most honest you've ever been with a woman, right?"

Haley chuckled, Alina not realizing she had just used his exact same words.

"And don't you dare eat all our provisions by the way!" She yelled at him, taking the bag of M&Ms from him and almost running away with it.

"I've already warned you, Frenchy! Don't steal my food!" He ran after her and they both started to fight for the bag, before Sam came back to separate them and confiscate the bag from the two children.

Haley watched them for a moment, Alina pulling her own bag out and handing it to Dean. Then finally she followed them with a smirk on her face.

The two friends now alone, and in a relatively good mood, Dean took this opportunity to finally talk to the girl. "Hey Alina?" She had her mouth full of M&Ms when she looked at him, making him laugh a little at the sight before getting his seriousness back. "You were right, I should've been more present over the past five years. I'm sorry I wasn't.

"Dean Winchester, are we having a chick-flick moment right now?"

"Shut up."

She laughed too, seeing how embarrassed he was to actually talk about his feelings even if he was doing his best. "It's okay Dean. I don't know why I acted like that back at the gas station, I guess I was just tired from the road. I understand why you decided to avoid me and I can't be mad at that."

"No Alina...you don't understand..."

"So it's not about what happened to my dad?"

Dean stopped in the middle of the road as if he had just hit a transparent wall. He was convinced that Alina didn't know about the cruel guilt that had been eating him up ever since that day. His friend also stopped to stand in front of him with a delicate smile, and grabbed his hand. "We should really stop taking breaks if we don't wanna lose them. Come on Winchester."

Alina tried to pull him with her towards the group, but bounced back when Dean's motionless body made her return to her original place, right in front of him. "Dean?" She asked, meeting the sad green eyes of the one refusing to let go of her hand. He pressed it even harder when he regained the use of his mouth. "You don't...blame me for what happened that day?"

His broken voice made Alina flinch with concerned and press his hand too. "Of course not Dean! I've never blamed you, not five years ago, not today...not ever. It wasn't your fault, you need to understand that."

Dean couldn't describe the wave of relief he felt in his body when he heard those words coming out of his friend's mouth, after all this time. He hadn't realized how much weight was on his shoulders, until that precise moment when Alina took it all away with a simple smile.

He had been so stupid to think that she could ever hate him.

"Alina..." He started, Sam's voiced interrupting him as the boy had just noticed his brother's and best friend's absence. He shouted at them to hurry and catch up with the group that was already far ahead of them, which seemed to bring Alina back to reality.

"Geez Sammy! You really are a control freak!" She joked after letting go of Dean's hand and walking away from him.

Dean still couldn't move for a short time, overwhelmed by all the emotions he had just experienced, then got his confidence back, and followed the girl, secretly smiling at her.

"This is it. Blackwater Ridge." Roy announced after a long hike.

"What coordinates are we at?" Sam asked him.

"Thirty-five and minus one-eleven."

Dean and Alina joined Sam in front of the rest of the group.

"That's the spot." Alina said a bit disappointed.

"You hear that?" Dean continued.

"Yeah. Not even crickets." Sam concluded.

They looked at each other, obviously aware that the danger was near. Roy wasn't that smart, because he insisted like a kid that he wanted to go take a look around, and that he was able to take care of himself while waiving his gun and taking the lead back.

Haley and Ben followed him, forcing the three hunters to follow as well, to protect them from whatever was living in this part of the forest.

They found the camp abandoned and completely destroyed. The tents torn open and covered in blood, and the supplies all scattered on the ground. "Looks like a grizzly." Roy pointed out.

Alina wanted to mock him for making such a stupid conclusion, but Haley's screams were faster. "Tommy? Tommy!"

Sam moved quickly to gently shush her. "Something might still be out there."

And Alina knew he was right, but she could also understand the girl's state of mind, seeing her brother's campsite in pieces.

"Sam! Alina!" Dean called them from further away.

The two friends hurried to join the hunter, Sam crouching next to his brother. Dean showed them the tracks he had noticed on the ground. "The bodies were dragged from the campsite. But here, the tracks just vanish. That's weird."

Dean and Sam stood up, while Alina was still looking at the tracks in apprehension. She had a bad feeling about it. "If they vanish here, there's only one way it could have gone." She whispered to herself.

"I'll tell you what, that's no skinwalker or black dog." Dean announced before walking back to the campsite.

"Hey?" Sam called Alina who seemed lost in her thoughts until she looked at him. "You okay?"

"What? Yeah…yeah I was just…I think I might know what we're up against."

She was about to share her theory with her friend, but sudden screams interrupted them. "Help! Help!" They exchanged the same worried look, and rushed to the camp where Sam followed the rest of the group, already running towards the human cries.

Alina, however, stayed behind, already hearing the leaves above her head moving. She took her dagger out of her boot, aware of its inefficiency but still ready to defend herself. Quickly the noises moved to the ground, and Alina just had time to turn around to see that the bags left behind by the group had already been taken away. She then tried to slow down her breathing, so she could focus on every noises she could hear, taking quick glances all around her. But she didn't have time to defend herself when something suddenly grabbed her backpack that had remained on her shoulders, and pulled her back at full speed. Struggling with all her strength, she managed to cut one of the straps with her dagger, and slipped her arm out of the other one just as the creature was starting to climb on a tree.

The young woman fell heavily to the ground, and looked up to see that the monster had already left. She felt a sharp pain in her leg that had slightly scratched during her fall, but immediately ignored it, ready to welcome the new offensive of the beast, when she heard footsteps in the distance. Instead, Alina was relieved to see Dean finally reappear. The moment he saw her exhaustedly sitting on the ground, he rushed towards her, leaned at her level, and cupped her cheeks in his hands to take a closer look at her.

"Hey you okay?! What happened?!" He asked, before spotting the blood on her leg. "You're hurt." He was about to examine her injured leg, but she stopped him, still panting.

"I'm fine Dean."

"No you're not! I told you to stay with the group! We don't hunt alone!"

"I didn't hunt anything." She simply joked as she slowly got back up. "I just almost got abducted by a freaking cannibal."

"What?!"

Sam and the others arrived at this moment, the young Winchester immediately running to his friend to check her up. "Hey what happened?"

"I'm fine Sammy!" She repeated, annoyed that the brothers were both treating her like a child over a simple scratch. "But we've got a problem. A big problem."

"Our packs!" Haley shouted behind them.

"So much for my GPS and my satellite phone." Roy complained, making Alina roll her eyes.

"What the hell is going on?"

"It took it." Alina responded. "It's trying to cut us off so we can't call for help."

"You mean someone, some nut-job out there just stole all our gear."

Alina angrily looked at Roy. "If I meant someone, that's what I would've said."

Roy didn't respond, since Dean and Sam were already dragging Alina away from him, stopping only when they were sure not to be heard by the others.

"So what the hell happened?" Dean asked again, with less patience than the first time.

"When you showed us the tracks earlier, I already had an idea of what this thing was, and even if I didn't clearly see it, the claws, the rapid movements, the 23 years gap between each attacks, and now the way it can mimic a human voice…"

"You're thinking of a wendigo, right?" Sam concluded, and Alina simply nodded. She was absolutely disgusted by those things.

"Oh come on, wendigos are in the Minnesota woods or, or northern Michigan. I've never even heard of one this far west." Dean argued.

"Dean before you arrived I was about to become that fucker's dinner for the next 23 years. I'm 100% sure, we're dealing with a wendigo."

Dean looked at her for a few seconds, angry at her for getting hurt, worried because he realized she could have been taken away from them, but mostly impressed of how she had been able to survive against a wendigo by herself. "Did you hurt him?"

"And piss him off? I wouldn't be in front of you if I had."

"Good." Dean replied as he took out his pistol in frustration. "'Cause if you're right, this is useless."

"We gotta get these people to safety." Sam said, already walking back to the campsite.

Once they got back, he was the first to talk to the other three. "All right, listen up, it's time to go. Things have gotten...more complicated."

Haley obviously couldn't understand. "What?"

"Kid, don't worry. Whatever's out there, I think I can handle it."

"Shut up Roy." Alina grumbled inaudibly between her teeth, letting Sam handle the situation.

"It's not me I'm worried about. If you shoot this thing, you're just gonna make it mad. We have to leave. Now."

"One, you're talking nonsense. Two, you're in no position to give anybody orders."

"Relax." Dean tried to calm them down. Failing.

"We never should have let you come out here in the first place, all right? I'm trying to protect you."

"You protect me?" Roy mocked him as he stepped a little closer to him. "I was hunting these woods when your mommy was still kissing you good night."

Dean grabbed Alina's arm before she could punch the man in the face. She hated it when people talked about Mary like that, especially when Sam was already going through a lot, and didn't need this reminder of his mom's death.

"Yeah? It's a damn near perfect hunter. It's smarter than you, and it's gonna hunt you down and eat you alive unless we get your stupid sorry ass out of here."

Roy laughed at him. "You know you're crazy, right?"

"Yeah? You ever hunt a wen…"

This time, Dean had to stop Sam by pushing him away from the man. And he clearly wasn't too happy about being the rational one in their trio. "Chill out." He told him.

"Stop!" Haley shouted at the three of them. "Stop it. Everybody just stop. Look. Tommy might still be alive. And I'm not leaving here without him."

Alina looked at her, concerned about her safety, but she also knew she wouldn't be able to convince her to leave. She needed to find her brother, and Alina respected that.

"It's getting late." Dean said after a short silence. "This thing is a good hunter in the day, but an unbelievable hunter at night. We'll never beat it, not in the dark. We need to settle in and protect ourselves."

"How?" Haley asked.

"We're gonna start a fire." Alina answered, starting to look around for dry wood. "The boys will secure the area."

"Woah." Dean stopped her. "We need to clean your wound first."

Alina sighed again, picked up a bottle of whiskey next to one of the tent, and took a quick sip before pouring some of the liquid on her leg. She was careful not to use all of it, knowing they were gonna need it later as a weapon, but still managed to clean up the dirt and blood without wincing at the pain. "So are we doing this or not?" She told Dean, after giving him the bottle to get back to her task.

Dean was astonished to see how stubborn she was, but didn't fight back. He simply joined Sam to draw the Anasazi symbols all around the campsite, still looking back at the girl from time to time to make sure she was alright.

And that was the first part of the second episode! Hope you liked it. I actually added a bonus part at the end of part 2 so stay tuned!