Another one of my stupid little fics. I hope you like it.

Hunted

Dean and Sam both stumbled through the deep woods exhausted and badly bruised. They had managed to kill the Wendigo but not before being injured themselves. Now, with the hunt done, they headed toward their car which was parked miles away. Sam looked over at his brother.

"You okay?" He asked. He knew his brother had been injured by a Wendigo before a few years back. That time his brother had been tied up by his arms, waiting to become the creature's next meal. Fortunately this time they had killed the thing before they both almost became lunch. But in the process they both had sustained minor injuries, painful, but they should heal.

"I'm fine Sam." Dean was getting tired of his brother constantly questioning him on how he felt. He knew Sam was concerned about him, he had taken a lot of hard hits, but he had been hurt worse before and knew once he got to the car and back to the motel he'd be fine. He looked over at his brother and could see the bruises on Sam's face and could tell by the way he kept his arm protectively across his stomach that he too was in pain.

"How 'bout you? You went a couple of rounds with the son of a bitch yourself."

"I'll be fine once we get out of here." Right now all Sam wanted to do was soak in a nice hot tub for a year.

"Maybe we should stop for the night and get a little rest, the car's still miles away and there's no hurry."

As much as Sam wanted to get back to the motel his body was screaming for rest.

"Yeah maybe we should before it gets too dark to see."

"Looks like there's a clearing up ahead, we can set up camp there."

They headed toward the small clearing in the woods and wearily dropped their backpacks. Sam let out a soft groan as he sat down on a nearby log, grateful to be off his feet after walking for hours.

"You sound like an old man Sam." Dean said grinning.

"I feel like one too."

"Well you just sit there and rest grandpa; I'll get us some food." Dean looked around the area. "I think I remember seeing a creek around here somewhere when we passed through here the other day, maybe I can get us some trout for dinner."

"I'll help…" Sam started to stand up but when the pain in his stomach increased he quickly sat back down. "…or maybe not." He added.

"Just take it easy and get a little rest. I won't be long."

Dean reached into his backpack and took out a small collapsible fishing rod and snapped it together. Then he took out a small fishing kit and picked out a lure, he then headed in the direction he thought the creek was in.

While Dean was gone Sam slowly and painfully unrolled their two sleeping bags and found a nice soft grassy area to lay them down in. He wasn't looking forward to sleeping on the ground tonight but at least they wouldn't have stones digging into their backs.

Dean found the creek and tossed his line into the water, now it was just wait and see. He sat down on a rock next to the creek and when he didn't get a bite after a few minutes he tossed his line into another area then stood up and stretched. Maybe they were going to go hungry tonight he thought when after about half an hour he still hadn't had a bite. He decided to try another area and packed up his pole and headed up stream. He followed the creek till he came to a small field and was just about to toss his line in the water when the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. It was a sure sign that he was being watched. His hand automatically reached for his gun which he kept in his back waistband and he slowly removed it. He then carefully scanned the area. High up in a tree he noticed a video camera its red light flashing indicating that it was turned on. Was he on someone's property he wondered? And then he saw it. He couldn't believe he hadn't noticed it before. The field was covered in marijuana plants. He had inadvertently walked right into someone's private stash. He backed up into the woods keeping a careful lookout for any signs of anyone in the area. Tired or not he and Sam had to get out of there, and soon. He knew this could be a million dollar operation and no one was going to take kindly to the fact that it was found. Once he was in the woods he took off running toward his brother.

TBC