As Ready As I'll Ever Be

Wendigo___We go Camping

Katelyn's POV

I wake up suddenly from another nightmare. It was the same one every night. It had Dean and Sam dying over and over again. I look at the clock, 5:30. Huh, I actually slept.

I rub my eyes, and realize where I am. I'm not on the couch any more. Dean or Sam must have moved me. I get off the bed and go over to my messenger bag and grab a change of clothes. I quietly walk into the bathroom and change into a short sleeved shirt with jeans.

I look down at my wrist and rub the patch of darker skin on it. It looks like a birthmark, but I got this mark a year ago when I was in a bad situation. Every time I touch it, I feel comfort, knowing that something is looking out for me. I clean my face, not missing the dark bags under my eyes. I grab the towel next to the sink and dry my face.

Even though I slept, I feel even more tired. I turn around, but my head starts to hurt. I groan out in pain and hold my head. My vision goes spotty when I try to move. Shit, when was the last time I ate? My headaches only get this bad when I haven't eaten for a while. I can't even remember the last time I ate.

After a few seconds, my vision goes back to normal. I sigh and leave the bathroom. Dean and Sam are still asleep. I walk over to the bed I slept on and grab my jacket. I pull it on and take some money out of my bag. I take the room key and leave the room.

I walk down the hall, trying to find a vending machine. Finally, I find one. I put in the money and begin to browse. I'll just get a water and some chocolate. I press the corresponding buttons, and my treats fall. I take them out of the slot and tear open the chocolate.

I take a huge bite as I begin to walk back to the room. By the time I get back to the room, my chocolate is gone. I unlock the door and walk inside, opening my water bottle. Sam's now getting up. I look over at the clock, 6:15.

"Morning Sleeping Beauty." I say, walking over to the coffee table to grab my laptop, careful not to wake Dean. "Morning." He mumbles. I take a sip from my water as I look through my folders. Everything seems accounted for. "Hey, did one of you go on my computer?" I ask Sam, closing my computer in the process.

"Yeah, Dean did, why?" He asks as he grabs his clothes from his bag.

"Just wanted to know. The video that Hailey gave me was paused halfway through, so I thought one of you guys watched it." I say as I put my laptop in my bag. Sam nods his head. "Have any clue what it could be?" I ask him.

"Not really. Could be a skinwalker though." He shrugs before he walks into the bathroom. I hum as I look through my mom's journal, well I guess it's my journal now. It could be a skin walker, but I don't think they can move that fast. But what does move that fast?

I hear Dean stir as I put the journal down. He sits up and groans, popping his back. "You good, Dean?" I ask as he stands up.

"Yeah, my back is just sore." He says. I laugh at him. "You know, you didn't have to sleep on the couch. I could have slept there and you could have taken the bed." I say, standing up after I put my journal in my bag as well.

"Nah, you've been sleeping on the couch for the past week. It was about time you slept on an actual bed." He says, going through his clothes. I go to argue, wanting to say that I would have been fine with the couch, but I know that it'll just go through one ear and out the other.

"Whatever. I'm gonna load the car while you and Sam get ready." I say, picking up my bag and taking the car keys. He glares at me. "I promise I won't mess with Baby, but I have to unlock the car if I want to load up." I say, raising my hands. He nods, humming, letting me know that I can go. I leave the room and walk down to the parking lot.