The Winchester Three (S1): The Beginning

Ch 2 Section 3

The group continued to build a campfire as Dean drew the symbols that would stop a Wendigo in the sand. Haley poked at the fire as she watched him then shifted to Angel, not quite believing what they were saying.

"One more time."

"Hes drawing Anasazi symbols for protection." She explained as she surveyed, "They can't cross over these things so we should be good for the night."

Roy laughed with a gun slung over his shoulder and Dean glared from where he stood, "Nobody likes a skeptic, Roy."

He motioned for Angel to follow him and they went over to sit next to Sam. He's at the edge of the campsite sulking.

"You wanna tell us what's going on in that freaky head of yours?"

"Dean-"

"Oh don't even try to say you're fine, Sammy." Angel interrupted, "You're so far from fine there's no line anymore, buddy.

Dean nodded in agreement, "You're like a powder keg, man, it's not like you. I'm supposed to be the belligerent one, and Angels the bitchy/moody one. You're the reasonable one, remember?"

Angel glared, "Classy."

"See." Dean motioned, "Moody."

Sam laughed for a second but it was quickly turned into a frown, "Dad's not here. I mean, that much we know for sure, right? He would have left us a message, a sign, right?"

Dean sighed heavily, "Yeah, you're probably right... Tell you the truth, I don't think Dad's ever been to Lost Creek."

"Probably not."

"Then let's get these people back to town and let's hit the road. Go find Dad. I mean, why are we still even here?"

"This is why." Dean held up John's journal, "This book. This is Dad's single most valuable possession. Everything he knows about every evil thing is in here, and he's passed it on to us. I think he wants us to pick up where he left off. You know, saving people, hunting things."

Sam shook his head, "That makes no sense."

"It makes perfect sense, Sam." Angel smiled knowingly, "I know you don't like it but... It's the family business."

"Well why doesn't he just- I don't know, call us? Why doesn't he tell us what he wants, tell us where he is?"

"Dunno." Dean shrugged, "But the way I see it, Dad's giving us a job to do, and I intend to do it."

"Same." Angel agreed, "These people need help and a wendigo needs to be killed. We gotta do the job."

"No, I gotta find Dad. I gotta find Jessica's killer." His hands tensed into fists as he stared at them, "It's the only thing I can think about."

"Sam... we're gonna find who or what killed Jessica and Mom." Angel squeezed his shoulder, "I can promise you that."

"You've gotta prepare yourself though." Dean interjected carefully, "I mean, this search could take a while, and all that anger... You can't keep it burning over the long haul. It's gonna kill you. You gotta have patience, man."

Sam looked away from them and took a minute to collect himself. When he turned back pain was evident in his eyes.

"How do you two do it? How does Dad do it?"

Angel looked over at Haley and Ben, "Well for one... them. Sammy, our family's been messed up our whole life but right now, because of this job, we can help other people. We save other people. That definitely makes things a little bit more bearable."

"I'll tell you what else helps." Sam looked to Dean when he spoke, "Killing as many evil sons of bitches as I possibly can."

A twig snapped in the distance before a man's scream was heard once again, "Help me! Please!"

Dean and Angel immediately stood and readied their weapons as Sam shined his flashlight into the forest. They could see something moving at an inhuman speed in the distance.

"Help! Help me!"

"He's trying to draw us out." Dean said as he looked around the trees, following the fast moving creature, "Just stay cool, stay put."

Roy glared over, "Inside the magic circle?"

"Roy," Angel growled, "Shut up for once."

"Help!" Angry growling and tearing sounded, "Help me!"

Fear filled Roys face as he pointed the gun at the sound, "Okay, that's no grizzly."

"Believe us now?"

"It's okay." Haley held Ben close, "You'll be alright, I promise."

Something rushed past them making Haley shriek in fear.

Sam quickly backed everybody up, "It's here."

Roy shot at the rustling, then again, "I hit it!"

He bolted after the thing immediately, ignoring the calls behind him.

"Roy no!" Angel yelled, "Damn it."

She quickly bolted after him. She was right on his heels as she held her flare gun tightly, also ignoring the calls from her brothers.

"Angel! Stop!"

"Angel!"

They boys both frantically yelled after her but she didn't listen, "Crap." Dean turned to Haley and Ben, "Don't move."

Haley's held a stick, burning at one end, as a weapon. She watched in terror as Dean and Sam ran after Roy and Angel

"It's over here!" Roy yelled, "It's in the tree!"

"Roy stop!" Angel commanded, "You pissed it off. We need-"

The Wendigo reached down from the tree and quickly snapped Roys neck before grabbing Angel and taking off. She screamed as it grabbed her but the sound was instantly cut off just as the boys made it to them.

"Angel!"

"No!"

Sam shined the flashlight around frantically but they couldn't see or hear her.