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CHAPTER 2 Long Night

Standing in front of me was my brother. He was never good at showing that he was frightened or scared. His body shook as he held his hands out in front of him. His breathing was quick and erratic as his fingernails turned into sharp black claws. Again he spoke but my mind didn't want to listen, I only shook my head. Bobby tried reaching out but Dean pushed his hands away stepping farther and farther away.

"Dean, you need to calm down. Just calm down."

Bobby again tried to grab a hold of Dean but this time Dean didn't just step back. Turning away he slashed his hand toward Bobby's breaking his skin. Bobby hissed pulling his hand back just as Dean realized what he had done. Fear and anger filled his face as he slipped his hand behind his back.

"DEAN NO!"

Pulling the trigger Dean closed his eyes waiting for the shot. When all he heard was the small click I threw myself toward him tackling him to the ground. Bobby pulled a needle from his front pocket while Dean thrashed,

"DAMN IT SAM! LET ME TAKE MY OWN LIFE!"

Plunging the needle into Deans neck Bobby and I watched as Dean quietly began to close his eyes. Bobby was smart to have the tranquilizer on him; I had told him that it wouldn't be necessary this early, but everything was happening to fast. Shaking my head I stood off of Deans now quiet and still body, breathing slowed yet his newly formed features still lingered. Without speaking Bobby and I carried Dean down into the panic room. Making sure that he would have everything that he needed Bobby nodded to me as he made his way back upstairs. Turning back to Dean I shook my head biting my lip in anger. I had allowed his to happen to Dean. He would have seen it coming if I had just shut my mouth. Closing my eyes the memories of Melissa flooded my mind, the monster that she had been, the beautiful women she was. Dean of coarse wasn't a beautiful women but I loved him as a brother. It must have been a few hours I sat next to him. Half of the time I would look up through the ceiling fan and was able to see the night beginning to creep up on us, the moon just waiting to peek out from behind the clouds. Sighing I opened my eyes to the groaning and painful expression on Deans face. Opening his mouth yet still asleep he hissed as canine teeth shaped in his mouth. Quickly I jumped to holding Deans head as he began to choke on his own blood.

"Dean…wake up DEAN!"

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Snapping my eyes open I still felt groggy from whatever Bobby had jabbed in my neck. I felt horrible, body aching and metallic taste in my mouth stung with every breath. I coughed trying to clear the itching pain in my throat but it only became worse with every breath. My eyes were still foggy but I could clearly make out the shape of Sam's mop of a head hanging over me. Trying to sit up I suddenly felt my stomach churn. Turning over the cot I found the bucket besides me and let go. When my eyes settled I could see that it wasn't puke but large amounts of blood. Wiping my mouth I ran my forearm and felt them. Quickly standing I rushed my way over to the mirror across the room and stared at my face finally noticing that my blood covered my chin and neck. Suddenly like a car had hit me every little noise came crashing back. Covering my ears I groaned clenching my jaw falling to my knees. Only adding to the pain Sam now was yelling in my face,

"DEAN! Come on Dean! Calm down DEAN! DEAN!"

Pushing him out of the way I groaned,

"Stop yelling you little bitch, I'm fine!"

"You're bleeding all over the place, come on you need to sit back down and relax! BOBBY!"

Tossing him aside I stood returning to the mirror grabbing my ears again as he yelled for Bobby. Carefully I uncurled my lip with my fingers and uncovered the fangs. Not much larger than regular human teeth but enough to puncture and tear someone up. Throwing a punch into the table I stood now glaring at my figure. My body was sick looking, pale with sweat running down my skin. My entire body had a shiver to it, as I breathing it would grow upward into my chest then run back down my spine shaking my shoulders. It was coming, this thing inside me, ripping and tearing at my body from the inside out. Turning back to Sam I could see that as soon as I turned he tore his stare away from me, a frightened expression quickly shed from his face.

"Sam, there is nothing you can do to stop this… you know what you have to do. Now if this had been any different I would be doing the same exact thing you are now. But you have to realize that it's over now Sam. Please, kill me before I turn Sammy. I don't want to feel any more pain Sammy."

Sam fell silent and turned his back toward me. It was quiet for some time until Bobby came tumbling down the stairs with a plate full of near raw meat. Choking on the smell I turned grumbling waving Bobby away,

"Not a good time Bobby! Damn it Bobby, really now?"
Setting the platter down on the desk he turned back to me a small vile in his hand and small smile on his face.

"Look, I might not have a cure but I can at least postpone your transformation."

Sam and I both reached out of the vile and when our hands touched it as Sam who backed down. Glaring him down I took the vile from Bobby as he further explained,

"That there is wolfsbane, and with that little guy you can make a sort of tea that you can drink that from the quick researching I did will postpone the transformation for some time."

"And how long is some time Bobby?"

"It didn't give an exact time but hinted to at least 2 hours at the most."

"So what, I just keep taking this shit and once the suns come up I have to do it again every time I feel like wolfing out? I don't see that as much of a solution."

"Dean, it will give us time to try and find a cure."

Glaring Sam down I turned back to Bobby pointing at the immense pile of food.

"I'm guessing that you're not going to have a BBQ anytime soon. You expect me to eat that?"

"That's another thing; the wolfsbane is like poison to you when you take it. Your body, the way it is right now will try to reject it. So, by eating what you're supposed to eat it should allow you to calm your stomach from the burn of the tea."

Shaking my head I smile raising my hands,

"And this is your plan? What if little savior Sammy here can't find a cure? We already looked for one and we tried everything we could before and looked what happened. Look I don't know about you but I don't understand why you're doing all of this when you know how it's going to end."

Sam couldn't take it much longer, standing from behind Bobby he now burst past him landing a punch across my face. The force of the punch should have hurt but I could hardly feel it, but it was due to the fact that he had punched me in the mouth, driving my teeth into my lip spilling blood down the corner of my mouth.

"Just shut up Dean. Shut up. I don't want to hear your negative thoughts on this. Bobby and I are doing our best to solve this problem, just let us help you Dean."

Wiping the blood from my mouth I dropped my head taking a deep breath.

"Fine Sam, but promise me at least one thing. If anyone dies from your mistake you better not have any second thoughts in bringing me down."

Sam nodded while I wandered over to the cot where I sat. Looking down at my watch I could see that it was only six o'clock and already things had begun to change. Whispering to myself I sighed,

"It's going to be a long night."

Bobby had now came down with a fresh cup of wolfsbane mixture. Before he even came inside the room my senses burned.

"What the hell is that Bobby! It better not be what I think it is, Damn it's already stinging."

"Like I said, you being a werewolf, this stuff is a natural repellent. I'm warning you now Dean, you aren't going to exactly enjoy taking this stuff, it's going to hurt like hell."

Nodding I sarcastically smiled,

"Thanks Bobby, I'm sure I will enjoy it."

Taking a deep breath before Bobby placed the cup in my hand I could already fell the burn it had on my lungs. Sighing I looked back up to Bobby then back to the cup filled with the roots and leaves of the herb. Nodding and raising the cup Bobby nodded stepping slightly back as I took it like a shot glass. What I felt was the most painful thing I could ever imagine to come so quickly. As it touched my throat it burned at my flesh as it trailed down to my stomach. Gagging Sam had a bucket ready and Bobby held a small plate of meat. Screaming I could feel my body instantly reject it as it still burned in my body. It felt as if someone had just poked every inch of my digestive system with red hot iron and it wasn't getting any better. Lurching forward I could feel my eyes turn, change with an intense burning sensation. Taking deep collected breaths I tried to keep the mixture down without turning to the meat for comfort. It felt wrong even if it was just uncooked meat to eat it. I would be curving to the wolf, giving up a part of myself just to stay whatever was left of me that was still human. Spitting into the bucket I just shook my head groaning as I sat back up. I could feel that my teeth were still fangs but my hands had slightly receded back to small black nails, still pointed but not as bad as before. Not wanting to ruin a good thing I tried not to notice that my eyes flashed a sick golden shade across my normal green eyes in the mirror. Looking back up to Bobby he threw a quick smile across his face patting me on my back as Sam turned toward the door,

"Come on, we don't have much time. We've got to find that cure."

Bobby followed but before he left he pointed to the tray this time not just telling me but threw out a warning.

"You need to eat Dean. I know you and your going to be stubborn about eating it, but you're going to have to one time or another. Eating what you can know will reduce your changes of turning. Less of a temptation to feed when you are already full. I'll be back in a half hour to check on ya, if you feel your slipping just holler."

Sighing he carefully closed the door behind him. Once closed I could still hear him carefully walk up the stairs while Sam angrily stomped off into the library. Shaking my head I turned toward the meat, the smell was tempting me over to it. I hadn't eaten since before the accident and I was hungry anyway. But couldn't Bobby just have cooked it! Growling deep in my chest I rubbed my face as I could feel my stomach churn and burn. Giving in I picked up the meat, rolled a small piece in my hand then popped it into my mouth. Slowly I chewed on the meat, trying not to notice that every other bite blood squished out. But that wasn't it, it was the fact that as soon as that blood did hit my system it felt good, it was good. Without a second thought the plate was cleared and I had made my way over to the other platter. Shoveling in the food I had to finally set the meat down as my stomach couldn't hold anymore. I might have literally ate an entire cow just then but my mind and body was now dozy and warm so I didn't much care. Lying back down on the cot I let my head fall in my hands as I stared up into the fan. The slow rhythmic movements kept time as I watched the glow of the stars through the hole. It didn't look as if the moon was quite up yet but I could almost sense that this night was going to be the last time I would truly feel human again. Shaking my head I turned back toward the mirror giving up on the stars to keep me busy. My features hadn't much changed from my old human form. Other then the newest changes I still looked like the old human Dean. The one that had killed such monsters like myself. It was even hard for my mind to wrap around the fact that I had been turned into a monstrous wolf. Yawning I figured that with nothing else to do I might as well sleep.

It wasn't until my stomach began to churn, that I snapped my eyes open. It didn't take much for the pain to follow crippling me to my knees. Screaming out I almost couldn't manage to squeeze out a Bobby before the pain overcame me and turned it to growls. Bobby came sprinting as fast as he could as I sat withering on the floor holding back the beast as best as I could.

"Now Dean, just like before."

The pain was so great I could barely shake my head but the change quickening answered that. Bobby quickly threw my head up tossing the liquid down my throat. The transformation had quickly gained on me this time; my feet had already sprouted nails as my hands began to form more wolf like paws. My ears were sharp and eyes burned. The tea was even more painful than before, almost as if it was burning the flesh from my inside out, peeling as it fell to my stomach. Choking on the burning and changing of my human shape more and more blood seeped from my mouth and ears. The change had come so quickly it hadn't just morphed but tore out from under my skin. Nails and teeth were bleeding extensively as Sam entered the room. His eyes showed both the pain he felt and the pain that he saw. Slowly I regained my breath to a slower pace yet still panted from the exhaustion of the transformation. I couldn't look Sam in the eyes, hating every minute I lived with this thing inside of me. I could tell that slowly the monster had over taken me even after the tea kicked in. Nails remained more claw like, teeth, ears and eyes now lingered with me as I tried to calm myself. As my breathing slowed I held my head in my hands, hanging over the side of the bed. I couldn't keep doing this; it felt as if I had just closed my eyes when the change came over me again. Slowly I wiped the sweat from my face sighing falling deeper into the thoughts of suicide. I could almost feel it coming, before Sam could get the chance to lay his hand on my shoulder I jumped with my new found speed and crashed into the opposite wall. Turning my palms out not to scratch myself and also show them as a warning. Hiding behind the claws I growled peering through to Sam's frightened expression.

"Get the Fuck away from me Sam."

Shaking out of anger I couldn't help but to cripple into the pain of the tea and monster tearing at my guts. Collapsing back into the wall I choked back the blood as I spat,

"Sammy, just look at me… I can't keep doing this. It hurts Sammy… Just do what you need to do. Do it before I kill you."

"You're not dying tonight or any other night for that matter Dean, that's an order."

"What gives you the right to say that…? What the fuck do you think…."

Cut off short I cringed into my stomach falling to the ground. Sam ran toward me arms ready to catch me but this time I threw my arm into his chest sending him backward.

"GET AWAY FROM ME! GET OUT NOW!"

Getting to my feet I quickly slammed the door shut with Sam outside. Still yelling my name I threw my fist at the door bending the metal into the lock. Sam tried again to push the door open but the metal was too twisted to pry open.

"DEAN! Dean, don't do it! I need you Dean! You can't leave me now! I don't know if I'll be able to look for Dad without you! What would I say to him… Dean… please…. Oh god… Dean, I'm so sorry…"

Holding back the tears from my eyes both from the pain and now the slow sobs coming from behind the door, from my little brother. Turning from his crying I mumbled,

"Shit... why do you have to be such a bitch."

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