Dear Little Sister,

I have some extra cash; next time we are in an actual town we will stop at a store and pick you up a laptop.

Love you,

Big brother, Sammy

Dear Sam,

REALLY?!?!? AWESOME!!!! I can't wait.

I LOVE YOU SOOO MUCH!!!

Love,

Airy

Dear Twin siblings,

Why am I being left out of this conversation?

Sam, Ariel, you two have some explaining to do. I'm just kidding, I Love you guys. But we have work to do. So, get to it.

Love

The Biggest brother "Dean"

We were currently in Manning, Colorado in some motel. I was using Sam's computer on the bed, Dean and I were sharing, while Dean paces, Sam is leans against the counter, and dad places his research of the yellow eyed demon on the walls. After he's finished he sits at the table with the colt across from him.

"So, this is it. This is everything I know. Look, our whole lives we been searching for this demon, right? Not a trace, just...nothing. Until about a year ago. For the first time I picked up a trail," dad tells us.

"And that's when you took off," Dean states with agitation.

"Yeah. That's right. The demon must have come out of hiding, or hibernation," dad tells him.

"All right so what's this trail you found," dean questions.

"It starts in Arizona, then New Jersey, California. Houses burned down to the ground. It's going after families, just like it went after us," dad states.

"Families with infants," Sam questions.

"Any with twins other than Sam and me," I ask dad.

"Yeah one other set. The night of the kid's six-month birthday," Dad tells us.

"We were six months old that night," Sam and I ask in sync.

"Exactly six months," dad confirms.

"So basically, this demon is going after these kids for some reason. The same way it came for me? So, Mom's death. Even Jessica. It's all because of us," I ask dad. Sam nods in agreeance.

"We don't know that guys," Dean tells Sam and me.

"Oh really? Cause I'd say we're pretty damn sure, Dean," Sam states further agreeing with me.

"For the last time, what happened to them was not your fault," Dean at this time is frustrated.

"Right. It's not our fault but it's our problem," Sam shouts pointing to himself and me.

"No, it's not your problem it's all of our problem," Dean tell him.

"Okay. That's enough," dad states standing up and putting an end the conversation. Everyone takes a breath and calms down.

"So, why's he doing it. What does he want," I ask dad looking over at him.

"Look I wish I had more answers, I do. I've always been one step behind it. Look, I've never gotten there in time to save," he starts before looking down depressed. I get up and walk over to him and wrap my arms around him.

"All right so how do we find it..before it hits again," I ask snuggling into him.

"There's signs. It took me a while to see the pattern but it's there in the days before these fires signs crop up in an area. Cattle deaths, temperature fluctuations, electrical storms. And then I went back and checked...and," dad starts.

"These things happened in Lawrence," dean ask. Dad nods at him

"A week before your mother died. And in Palo Alto...before Jessica. And these signs, they're starting again," dad tells us. I let dad go and walk over to Sam leaning against the counter as well.

"Where," Sam asks.

"Salvation, Iowa," states dad walking over to the map he places on the wall and points to our next destination.

"Well, looks like we are on a road trip boys," I state with a smirk, "best start packing up and Dean I'm driving this time. No offense Sammy".

"None taking," Sam responds with a chuckle.

"Fine," states Dean as he hands me the keys," Don't scratch her, Ariel. I mean it," he tells me.

"Dean let it go, I was just starting to drive. I'm better now. Right Dad," I say will a smile looking over to dad.

"I plead the fifth sorry little one," dad responds with a smirk. I huff and look over at him with disbelief. We pack up our items and load up the cars. When we are finished we hit the road. After an hour of being on the road Dad pulls over and I join him. We all get out of the car and meet between the cars.

As we get out we hear a slew of curses coming from my dad's mouth. Which is never a good thing. We all look at each other as if asking how will ask what's going on. Dean rolls his eyes before sighing.

"What is it," Dean yells over our dad's curses.

"I just got a call from Caleb," dad tells us.

"Is he okay," I ask. Him and Dad were very close.

"He's fine. Jim Murphy's dead," responds shaking his head.

"Pastor Jim? How," Sam questions.

"His throat was slashed. He bled out. Caleb said they found traces of sulfur at Jim's place," Dad explains the issue.

"A demon," Dean asks, "Think it is the Demon".

"I don't know. Could be he just got careless, he slipped up. Maybe the demon knows we're getting close," dad states.

"What do we do," I enquire.

"Now we act like every second counts. There's two hospitals and a health center in this county. We split up, cover more ground. I want records. I want a list of every infant that's going to be six months old in the next week," dad commands.

"Dad that could be dozens of kids. How do we know which one's the right one," Sam states with downfall?

"We check them all that's how," I tell my twin with annoyance.

Dad nods at us and we all turn back to our cars. Dean walks over to dad and it appears they exchange some words before he comes back to his car. After we are settled we all drive off to Iowa. When we arrive in Iowa we find a motel to stay in. The boys drop me off, so I can settle everything and get started on the research on house fires in the area. If any had happened.

In the middle of research my head starts to hurt and I'm no longer in the motel room, now I'm in a baby's nursery looking at the Yellow Eyed. The vision then flashes to a mother looking out the window, I hear a train, and then I'm looking at the demon again. As soon as the vision finishes, and I'm back in the hotel room with a minor headache. I grab my phone and call Sam.

"This is Sam," I hear his voice mail.

"Sam, it Ariel I had this weird thing happen to me. Give me a call back, I have a feeling that somehow you had it as well," I leave the message hanging up. I grab the laptop and start researching parks in the area. There are three in the area. Then I look up railways. There is only one railway that crosses near a park. After I finish up the research I get another headache this time Sam is in it. He's at the park I had just narrowed down he is looking at a house there is a woman, same one from the first vision. She is pushing a stroller along the road while holding an umbrella. He approaches.

"Hi. Here, let me hold that for you. You look like you don't need that anymore," he tells her.

"Oh. Thanks," she responds.

She closes her umbrella while Sam holds her stroller. He looks inside.

"She's gorgeous. Is she yours," he asks the woman.

"Yeah," she tells him. He begins to talk to the baby.

"Oh sorry, I'm rude. I'm Sam. I just moved in up the block with my wife, Ariel," he tells the woman.

"Hi. I'm Monica. This is Rosie," she tells him. Then the vision cuts out. This time I come out of it nauseated, with a bigger headache. I get off the bed I was sitting on and run to the bathroom emptying my already empty stomach. As I'm sitting on the floor in the bathroom I hear the door open.

"Ariel, where are you, Ariel," I hear my oldest brother yell out walking closer to the bathroom.

"I'm in here," I groan. He walks in the room before looking me over.

"Damn, you look like hell," he tells me. I glare at him.

"Wow, what every woman wants to hear," I tell him.

"Oh, get over it, here," he walks over and picks me up, "let's get you to bed. You need a nap, maybe that will help".

He carries me to the bed and places me down before walking to the curtains and closing them.

"I'll go get some food for all of us and get you some soup or broth," he tells me walking out the room.