The second the rope snapped, the Airstream camper began to slowly roll down the mud slope, building momentum as it slammed against the wet earth. Holding their breath in anticipation, Sam and Dean watched as the snake neared the place of impact. The trailer crashed noisily, spinning a few more times before landing with a shuttering bang into the flooded creek below as the monster crossed its path.

The snake had spotted it a second too late and tried to slip past the obstruction, managing to save its head and forelegs from being caught. However, the camper landed efficiently across its upper-midsection, the curse on the snake's its body the only reason it hadn't been crushed.

The two brothers let out a victorious yell.

"I can't believe that actually worked!" Dean exclaimed in admiration.

"To be honest, I'm pretty surprised myself; but we still need to kill it. It won't be long before that thing gets loose. Dang, I had hoped for the camper to land closer to its head so it wouldn't be a threat."

"Oh yeah Sam, you should be really disappointed that you didn't manage to roll a trailer directly onto the head of a moving snake. Can't you do anything right?"

Sam snickered at his brother's sarcasm, "yeah well, whatever the case, we need to kill the darn thing pronto."

With a nod, Dean rushed over to the longer strand of rope and wrapped it into loops around his forearm.

"Alright" he said as he followed Sam down the muddy trail the camper had left behind, "one of us needs to hold back that thing's head and the other is going to take it down. Both options sound like a ton of fun, so which works for you?"

"I'll do the killing; you just make sure I don't become snake food."

"Works for me" Dean responded, surprising Sam a bit that he didn't fight for the more dangerous job.

"You sure you're up to holding back a giant snake from killing me in that condition?" he asked in doubt.

"Heh" Dean responded "I'd rather trust myself to keep you safe than for you to keep me safe" he replied sarcastically.

Sam didn't return the laugh, his brother's words hurting him even though he knew it was in jest. There was no time to be worrying over it however as they both slid to the bottom of the small gorge, the trapped monster only a few yards away.

Dean quickly tied the rope into a lasso and they both charged forward, trusting each other to know what to do. Fortunately they were coming from side of the monster's blind eye so it hadn't noticed them as they approached; Sam making his way directly in front of the snake, holding both scythes, while Dean slipped into its blind spot.

Sam bravely made his presence known before the creature, trusting in his brother's ability with a lasso since he had been through the same rigorous training with their father.

The snake had been writhing and twisting to free itself, the water flowing by it splashing with each slap of its tail and scrambling legs. Once it had spotted the tall hunter before it, it let out an enraged his that rattled the back of its throat and it struck out at him. Both brothers had been anticipating it's attack, Sam leaping back while Dean smoothly threw the open loop to where it hovered in the space where the snake's jaws were headed. The plan worked well as the noose caught around the creature's snout, though it didn't catch the lower jaw as he had hoped.

Still, Sam was impressed at his brother's ability to snag it on the first try, it had been a beautiful shot.

The noose tightened around the creature's snout and the slack in the rope snapped in tension against its powerful weight. Dean let out a grunt as he strained to keep the monster's head under control, digging his legs into the soaked ground. The water from the overflowed creek had been redirected by the trailer's obstruction and several different smaller streams had been formed around it, lapping up against the brothers' weary torsos.

The moment the rope had tightened on its face, the snake grew even more furious, thrashing its head around in rage. Dean couldn't keep his footing, the strength of the creature more powerful than his own weight. Still clinging to the rope he was yanked into the air, landing on the other side of the creek with a splash of red mud.

"Dean!" Sam shouted in worry, but his brother was already scrambling back to his feet, trying to regain control of the large beast.

"Don't come Sam!" he shouted as he was jerked again, sliding into a deeper flow of water; "not yet!"

Sam ignored him, rushing forward to distract the snake from his brother who was in critical danger.

Seeing another threat, the snake let out an enraged hiss that vibrated the Airstream holding it down. Opening its jaws wide, it lifted its tongue and Sam knew it was about to spew its acid spit. The creature flailed its head about as the stream of saliva shot out of its mouth, sending it in every direction.

Covering his face with his hands, Sam felt the burning liquid hit his skin, but he sure as heck wasn't letting it get in his eyes again. Then he heard a sound that made his stomach leap to his chest.

Dean was screaming in pain.

Yanking his hands away from his face, he saw his brother had fallen to his knees, breathing heavily like he was panicking to regain control. His grip on the rope still remained and he was jerked violently again by the snake's strong body, sending him slamming into the side of the Airstream.

He shouted out again, but scrambled to get back to his feet.

"DEAN!" Sam shouted in fear, now in range of the monster's huge jaws, but to scared for his brother's safety to think about his own. He saw the snake hover over his brother, gazing down at him with its one blue eye. Dean slumped back against the silver roof, sliding to the watery ground, only able to gaze back up at it in fear.

"Oh no you don't you friggin turd!" Sam shouted, using his brother's vocabulary.

Sam threw one of the two blades at the creature with well-trained aim, lodging the scythe deep into the monster's long neck. Its focus re-directed back towards the taller hunter, the snake let out another rattling hiss, snapping its head in his direction.

Dean was quick to recover, scrambling back around the end of the camper which had landed on its side, the roof aimed down the slope they were on. At first Sam wondered what he was doing, but as he saw him start to climb along the backside he figured he was up to something useful. There was no time to figure it out; with Dean's distraction gone, he was the center of the monster's enraged attention.

He needed to focus, but his brother's occasional shout of pain (of which he was dying to know the source) kept redirecting his gaze. It was clear that Dean had been trying to keep his bursts under control, trying to replace his yells with grunts, then going back to heaving in exhausted agony.

The snake caught his attention when it snapped at him again. He managed to block it but it knocked him down, sending him sliding with the flow of muddied water several yards. Motivated by the danger his brother was in, he was quick to return to his feet and charge again, wishing he had the other scythe back. The creature was waiting for his return, its head reared back and darting back and forth, waiting for the right time to strike. He was glad that it was caught under the trailer; otherwise there would have been no safe range. The snake seemed to realize that he wasn't coming any closer and re-directed its attention to Dean. That didn't sit well with Sam so he took the risk and rushed closer, into its striking range. It immediately lashed out at him, but he was expecting the attack, jumping to the side. The beast didn't rear back again, but instead it began spraying its acidic spit full-blast, twisting its head around to direct it at the human annoyance.

Sam quickly covered his face with his arm again, blocking the liquid as it rushed over his clothes, which would have bothered him had he not already been drenched. The snake was still far enough away to where it couldn't get a full strike on him, but to his surprise, it managed to snag his heel with the tip of its teeth, digging them painfully through his boot and into his ankle. Realizing it had finally gotten a hold of its prey, the creature yanked the hunter's foot towards itself, toppling him as it did so. Sam yelled and drove his scythe into its snout but the monster held firm, this time lifting him into the air and slamming him into the muddy earth closer to itself. The blow knocked the breath out of him and for a minute he couldn't bring his arms to push himself up from the puddle he had formed out of the scattered mud and water. His ankle was definitely messed up, he knew that much, and possibly he had some broken ribs, but he needed to get up before he became snake food.

By the time he had the strength to turn himself over, he knew that something was keeping the monster from chowing down. He had been down for too long. Looking up he saw that the rope that had been slack from its snout for the past few minutes was tight again, holding the enraged creature at bay as it thrashed to finish him off.

He looked over to see that Dean had made his way to the top side of the camper and busted in a window, dropping himself down into the small opening, and had braced himself against the frame; his torso halfway out of the airstream and his legs bracing him against the inside of the roof.

Sam grinned at his brother's creativity, but it was swept away as he saw that he was clearly struggling to keep his hold on the rope, pain etched across his face with each tug the monster gave.

Despite his screaming ankle, Sam rushed forward, realizing that he had a small slot of time to kill the creature before him. Fearlessly, he made his way up the slope once again, slipping right up to the monster's belly where his other scythe was still lodged; for that, he was grateful because he had lost the second one when it had thrown him to the side.

Blood spewed from the open wound as he yanked it out, the beast releasing an agonizing hiss and its legs began to scramble in an attempt to free itself but its head remained pulled back by his unseen captor in the trailer. Without hesitation, Sam swung the blade smoothly across the monster's underbelly, forming a deep slice in the leathery skin, flipping the handle in his hand and coming across it again from the other side. He had been trained to not hack at his target, but to let the blade slide across the flesh, slicing rather than chopping.

Suddenly, the creature's head came loose in its maddened writhing and it snapped down at him. He had been keeping a wary eye on the withheld beast, so when it got free he immediately dropped to his stomach to protect his vitals, knowing that running would do him no good. He felt the hood of his jacket pull as it was snagged by sharp teeth, a much better scenario than he was expecting. Looking up he saw that the snake was once again restrained to where it couldn't manage to get far enough to get its jaws around him, though it had gotten a bit more leeway on the rope. A sensation of alarm came over him as he was lifted from his position on the ground, the creature pulling him up by his hood.

The elevated height allowed him a glance at his brother, who, as the rope slacked again, wrapped the excess length around his forearm to reinforce his grip. He ignored to screaming panic in his chest upon seeing the blood covering the blond's hands, and allowed himself to slip out of his hoodie, dropping back into the watery mud below; once again out of danger's reach.

Wasting no time, me got back to his feet and began cutting into the snake's underbelly. Its hiss grew into a screech as it jerked again against the rope, slamming it so hard that the entire camper began to keel over with the pull. The rest of the creature's body that extended behind the trailer was writhing and curling up into the obstruction, wracking it even more.

Sam continued to slice into the beast, ignoring the threat of the Airstream toppling over, ignoring the snake's enraged hiss only a few feet above him, ignoring the burning pain in his ankle and ribs, but struggling to ignore the heavy breathing and pained yells coming from the topside of the trailer.

Blood was spewing everywhere as he cut in again, the snake twisting its head in every direction in an attempt to free itself, but Sam could tell it was weakening. The hiss had become a sickening gurgle as the creature's trachea was sliced open and the red liquid flooded its airstream. The lower part of its body seemed to develop super strength as its panic grew, twisting and shoving into the camper that was holding it down. The Airstream tipped dangerously again and Sam heard his brother let out a startled shout of exclamation as the balance was thrown off.

For a moment, as he continued to cut urgently into the rest of the snake's neck, he feared that it was going to free itself, but with three more gashes formed by his scythe, the head was severed and it fell to the ground. The rest of the body continued to writhe and twitch and the monster's jaw continued to snap at him, like it wanted one last attempt at vengeance. He backed away as the head jerked in the wet mud, the one blue eye remaining fixated on him until the snapping jaw finally went slack, leaving a sickening spectacle of blood and a the revolting smell of flesh.

Sam didn't waste time looking at the beast he had slain, but rushed over to the Airstream and looked up to see that the window his brother had been in seconds earlier was empty, his stomach clenching in worry as he saw blood smears on the window frame

"Dean?"

No response.

"DEAN!"

TBC…

Whew! Another chapter up! Thank you all so much for he reviews! I cherish them so much ^_^

I hope you enjoyed the latest.

Mustang71- thank you so much for the encouraging review! ^_^

Dreamlitnight- yes yes, that Dean -_- that's why I love to write me some h/c with him, cause I love how Sam cares about him

Slinky-and-the-Bloodywands- lol, indeed. Thank you for your kind donation XD it's so true, you never know when you might need to kill a giant snake, so high school math is a great way to prepare if nothing else. Lol, I'm glad you enjoy stories about giant killing creatures ^_^ because I sure do! thank you so much for the encouraging review hope u like the rest of the story

Gett- of course he would, but I doubt he can hide it for much longer. No excuses now XD thank you for the encouragement! I really appreciate your support

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Catsluver- Thank you so much or the encouragement! I hope you enjoyed the final battle and will enjoy the upcoming Dean-patching to come ^_^ *im not gonna bother saying "spoilers" because it's kind of a given XD*

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