Here is the first chapter! I hope ya'll enjoy it as much as the other two stories I have written! I just want to thank everyone for following me and my stories and for taking the time to review. I write because I love to write but getting such great reviews makes me want to write more so thank you so much! Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Supernatural or any of the characters. However, I do own Gracilynn.

"You done with your homework?" Dean asks Gracilynn . Gracilynn looks up from her book bag she is packing up.

"Uh, yeah," she replies. They stopped here in Hopedale, Ohio. There was a hunt in the next town over but it was so small it didn't have a motel.

"Good, I need you to run down to the store at the end of the street and grab some coffee for us," Dean says, digging in his wallet and pulling out a ten. Gracilynn raises her eyebrows and looks over at her dad, eyeing the ten dollar bill he's holding out to her.

"You're gonna let me walk there by myself?" Gracilynn asks. Her dad had been off since Ellen and Jo three weeks ago but still… He never let her walk anywhere by herself. Dean gives her a look.

"Will you just go. Sam and I have to get this research done," Dean says, holding the money out closer to her.

"All right, whatever," Gracilynn says, grabbing the money from her dad and shoving it in her pocket. She grabs her phone and the key to the room and put them in her pocket as well. Just as she's about to walk out the open door, her dad's voice stops her.

"Be careful and call if you need anything," he says, not looking up from the computer. Gracilynn rolls her eyes but smiles to herself.

"Dude, I'm a Winchester," Gracilynn says as if that's all the explanation she'll need. She walks out the door, shutting it behind her.

"Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of," Dean mutters, eyeing the door.

Gracilynn walks down the road, looking at the buildings on either side of her. There is a playground on her left. She watches the kids play on the playground and notice the woods surrounding the back of it. She rounds the corner and enter the small store, heading straight for the coffee machine towards the back. She fills up two cups of coffee and a hot chocolate for herself, grabbing creamer and sugar for her uncle.

"Hey," Gracilynn says to the cashier, an older woman, setting the three cups on the counter, "Just the two coffees and hot chocolate."

The cashier smiles at her and plugs in the numbers, giving her the total. Gracilynn hands her the money and waits for the change.

"Would you like a carrier for that sweety?" the older woman asks, handing Gracilynn her change.

"Uh, yeah. Thanks," Gracilynn says, pocketing the change. The cashier grabs a carrier and places the drinks in the carrier and Gracilynn grabs it off the counter. She says goodbye and exits the small building.

Gracilynn walks down the sidewalk back towards the hotel. She glances over at the playground, noticing everyone is gone. Hm…that's kinda strange she thinks, but then something catches her ear. She stops and stares towards the woods, trying to see if she can spot anything. She could've sworn she heard laughter. She looks around and doesn't see anyone else. Gracilynn bites her bottom lip, debating whether she should check it out or not. She decides to check it out, thinking maybe a kid hid in the woods and her parents weren't around. As she nears the woods, she hears someone singing, a girl.

"Hello?" Gracilynn calls in to the woods, looking around trying to find the little girl. "Are you okay? Where are your parents?"

Gracilynn hesitantly walks in to the woods looking around, but she doesn't see anything. She stops and listens. The singing has stopped and she begins to get a back feeling in the pit of her stomach. Maybe I should give dad a call. Gracilynn is just about to reach for her phone when there is a rustle in the leaves to her right. Her head shoots up just as something lunges at her. The carrier and drinks fall to the ground. Just before she loses consciousness Gracilynn thinks to herself, Dad's gonna flip shit.

Dean looks at his watch for the fifth time in the last ten minutes. It had been an hour since Gracilynn had gone to get coffee. At first he put her tardiness off to a long line but now… He was getting really worried. Sam looked up at him, knowing he was getting worried if the constant watch checking was anything to go by. And, truthfully, he was getting worried himself. Dean sighs and grabs his phone, deciding he was going to call Gracilynn. And when she answered the phone he was going to lay into her for making him worry. When Gracilynn doesn't pick up and the call goes to voicemail, however, Dean starts to feel his emotions edge towards panic mode.

"She didn't answer?" Sam asks, having been watching his brother. Dean shakes his head and calls her phone again with the same result. He sighs in annoyance and sends her a text before getting out of his chair.

"I swear, if this is all because she ran into a cute guy I'm gonna kill her myself," Dean growls, grabbing his jacket. Sam gets up, grabbing his own jacket and following his brother to the door.

"Hold on," Sam calls to his brother. Dean stops and turns around to see Sam writing a hasty note and sticking it on the table. Sam turns to follow Dean again, noticing his brother watching him. "In case she comes back while we're out."

"She better hope she does because if I see her…" Dean grumbles, climbing into the drivers' seat of the Impala. Sam sighs, knowing that if it is because of a cute guy, his niece was in for a real shouting match.

"You find anything out?" Sam asks, meeting his brother back at the Impala. Sam had been talking to a group of teenagers to see if they had seen Gracilynn around at all while Dean went in to talk to the store cashier.

"The cashier said Gracilynn was here 'bout an hour ago. She picked up the coffee and stuff and left. Didn't see where she had gone though," Dean says, running a hand down his face.

"Talked to some teenagers," Sam says, nodding to the group about ten yards away, "Said they say her walking back towards the motel."

"Okay, so where the hell is she?!" Dean asks, yelling. Sam looks at his brother, seeing the panic begin to settle in. Dean looks around them, seeing if anything is around that would attract his daughter.

"The teenagers said they thought they saw her go over by the playground," Sam says. Dean's eyes dart towards the empty playground.

"She's going to be sixteen years old," Dean says, "Why would she go there?"

"I don't know," Sam answers, following his already moving brother.

Dean and Sam cross the street and begin looking around the playground, each trying to figure out why she would come over here. Dean stands in the middle of the playground and turns in a circle, looking for anything. His gaze settles on the woods behind them and he begins to walk over to them. Sam quickly follows him.

"You think she went in the woods?" Sam asks.

"Those kids said she came over here right?" Dean asks, then, not waiting for an answer, "They ever say what she did afterwards.

"Uh…no. They didn't see her after she came over here," Sam says.

"What if she never left here," Dean says, looking around the edge of the tree line. Sam follows his brothers' lead, looking for any clues as to whether his niece was here or not. Not finding anything, Dean begins branching out into the woods themselves. His eyes fall on a yellow object on the ground and he makes his way over to it.

"Son of a Bitch," Dean says, realizing what it is. Hearing the curse, Sam jogs over to where his brother is standing.

"What?" he asks, looking down on the ground where his brother is staring. Three foam cups and a carrying container are lying in the grass, obviously from being dropped. Dean looks around helplessly, not knowing where to look, running a hand through his hair and down his face. Sam bends down, feeling the cups. "They're still hot."

Dean doesn't hear him, just continues to try to catch a glimpse of something…anything. God, please no. I just got her back. Sam looks up and sees his brothers' panic set full in. He stands up and places himself in front of Dean, putting his hands on his shoulders.

"Hey," Sam says, getting Dean's attention, "The cups are still hot. Which means she's was hear maybe fifteen minutes ago."

Dean nods his head and looks past Sam, forcing himself to calm down. He wasn't going to help Gracilynn out by having a panic attack. Seeing his brother gather his emotions again, Sam lets go and turns around to look at the woods around them. Couldn't they ever catch a break?

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