Ok folks this is the next chapter to blood battle, I hope you like it, and thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter is means a lot to me.

BLOOD BATTLE

John gazed out the window at Catherine who was making her way down to the river, he had to admit that girl had some spunk, she had managed to persuade Caleb to let her go out, with the promise she would leave the house again without someone with her.

John turned his gaze back onto Caleb and smiled reassuringly, it was obvious whatever had happened, had taken its toll on him both mentally and physically.

"What happened?" John questioned his friend.

Caleb looked over at him and sighed; he ran his hand over his face and stared out of the window his eyes watching as Catherine stood looking out to the river.

"Hunt gone wrong, it's bad John" John nodded his head, not really understanding just how bad it was.

"It was wolves" Johns mouth fell open in shock, as he regarded the man in front of him, he turned his head so that he could see the young women that was stood out side, even from were he was sitting he could see that her form was hunched slightly from pain.

"Why the hell are you keeping her alive Caleb?" Caleb sighed and went to stand against the sink; his body turned away from John's disappointed face.

"Because im not sure if she's gonna turn"

John jumped from his seat and within to quick strides was at Caleb's side, and had swung him around so that he was facing him.

"Caleb she's been bitten, and tomorrow is the full moon, of course she's gonna turn" Caleb turned his gaze away and they landed on to Sam and Dean, who both had their gazes fixed onto the table.

"She's empathic, they have abilities," John let go of Caleb's shoulders and ran his hand through his hair, maybe Sam was right, maybe they should have rang.

"Well when she turns, and she will, I just hope your gonna have what it takes" Caleb turned his eyes onto John, his stare no longer afraid, or unsure, but it was something else something that John couldn't place, and it was that, that un nerved him even more.

"Don't worry I will be ready" John just nodded and went to take a seat at the table, his eyes fixed onto his two boys, and he sympathized with Caleb's position, because if the same ever happened to him, he didn't no whether he could put a silver bullet through their hearts, and he just preyed to god that he would never be put in that situation.

TEN MIUETS LATER

Sam looked over at the door to see that Catherine was making her way slowly through it, her hand clutched to her side, and her face seemed more pale then it had before, but she seemed determined, and he watched with worry as she made her way over to the table.

John watched as the young women locked eyes with him, and he swallowed with uneasiness, but she just smiled which made her pale face light up, and he couldn't help but smile back, and he couldn't help but notice the look on her face, a look that he had held many times when he had been speaking with his boys about a subject that they wouldn't like.

Dean watched with fascination and confusion as the injured girl came to a stop in front of his father, and brought out a gun that she had concealed underneath her to big shirt, and place it onto the table in front of his dad.

"What's this?" But John already knew the answer he just hoped that he was wrong, hoped that she wasn't going to ask him to do what he knew she was going to.

"Silver bullets, we both no Caleb wouldn't be able to do it, and I wont become one of them"

Dean watched with respect and unease as she asked his father to kill her when the time came, he shook his head, it was a shame, she was so young, and she knew that by tomorrow she could be dead, and she was giving someone, she was asking someone to kill her, and to him that took guts.

John weighed the gun in his hand, before ejecting the cartridge and inspecting the bullets, he nodded his head when small silver bullets came into view, he replaced the cartridge and placed the gun in the waist band of trousers, and Catherine smiled thankfully at him.

Sam head snapped up in confusion, when a loud and annoying shrilling, and beeping noise could be heard, and if he guessed the noise was sounding around the entire house.

Dean watched as Catherine's face drained of any coulor that she had left, he watched as she looked around nervously,, before pulling out a second gun, and turning to his father she spoke.

"Something breached the outer perimeter"