Dean had tried meditation. He really had. But it just never worked. This was more relaxing for him even though he knew he'd have to find a better alternative someday. Just running through the woods was the thing for him.
Why? No clue but it did the trick and it stopped him from thinking about...things he'd rather forget…
He paused to look up at the moon. It was beautiful tonight, pumping him full of some kind of foreign adrenaline that only that silvery glow can give. He could almost imagine breathing it in on nights like this. He closed his eyes and took a breath.
Something snapped to his right. He immediately turned and scanned in that direction. He waited before moving slowly towards it before hearing laughter and the mention of s'mores. Just campers he thought to himself and turned to keep running.
He stopped at a massive tree stump that always gave off a vibe no one could explain. He examined it with curiosity and even sniffed if it had a scent but no dice.
He heard a click behind him and turned slowly. How many campers are in these woods tonight? he wondered before freezing.
That's a gun his brain offered helpfully. Thank you Captain Obvious he thought back. The girl from history class stepped toward him slowly, holding the rifle up and aimed at him.
"This is so not my week, is it?" Dean complained. His eyes darted around looking for the best escape route but all he really needed was a distraction. He walked backwards slowly, matching each of her steps forward.
"We should really stop meeting like this." the girl threw back.
"I agree. I think it would be best if we go our separate ways." Dean offered with a slight grin. "I mean come on. I'm a werewolf, you're a hunter. It just isn't meant to be."
His eyes widened suddenly in shock.
"D-d-do y-you s-see that?!" he stuttered, looking terrified and pointing directly behind Jo.
Jo turned on instinct for only a second since she already suspected it but rather than find the werewolf charging forward to attack when she looked back, she saw a blur running off to the right.
She started after him, cursing at herself. Did I seriously just fall for that?! Ugh. She smiled slightly to herself. He might have a distance advantage but he was running in a straight line. Maybe he's not as good as I thought. She stopped running and aimed the rifle. Easy shot.
Until he swerved as though he sensed it and picked up his pace. Jo rolled her eyes and followed after. Maybe he'd lead her to the pack's location.
The tripwire caught him totally off-guard. He slid on the ground from his momentum and felt the scrapes he just earned sting before starting the heal. He gritted his teeth and muffled the hiss of trying not to shout from the pain.
Wow. Lisa thought. That? That right there was a little sad. She swiped a strand of dark brown hair behind her ear and walked up to the guy who had just fallen flat on his face into the pile of leaves. She saw a bad scratch on his arm and felt a twinge of sympathy before the injury started to fix itself before her eyes. He moved his arms and she saw a green symbol on his arm. She recognized it. Triskelion. She placed the barrel of the gun against the back of his neck before he could move another inch.
He froze instantly. He must've heard the click of the bullet sliding into place because he rolled suddenly to the side, swiping Lisa's feet out from under her and they both scrambled to their feet.
"Oh no." he muttered.
They both gawked at each other.
"You?" she asked quietly. "You're the other Beta?"
Sam was the little one her mind clicked.
Dean stared at the gun in her hands and then back at her, backing up slowly and trying not to panic. Lisa clenched her teeth and set the scope on the rifle and small laser point appeared on the werewolf's chest. he looked down and saw the opportunity for a perfectly lined up kill-shot and backed up faster.
He was stopped suddenly and felt the prickle of tree bark against his back and gulped, staring at the girl he thought he remembered so well.
Lisa had killed these creatures before. Almost always in self defense but she had pulled the trigger. Her finger rested on the trigger now but something was keeping her from following through with it now.
Dean stared at her until she met his eyes.
"You're not really going to kill me, are you?" he asked quietly.
Lisa considered the options. If she let him go, he could very easily attack her. Maybe it would be tonight, maybe next week but it could happen. Worse still, it could happen to her family.
But then again...it was Dean.
"What are you waiting for?" Jo asked, panting from running so far. "Leese?"
The blonde girl looked at the perfect aim already set and then looked up at the boy's face and she felt a twinge of guilt.
He was scared but trying not to show it. He had the look in his eyes though, her mom had always told Jo that a person can change anything about their face but the eyes will always show their heart. Mom… she threw the guilt away and aimed a rifle of her own.
"Leese. If you can't, I will." she said gravely.
They waited in a stalemate of sorts until a deep voice was heard calling for the girls. Jo turned to the side to look for her mentor. John would be there in a minute or two. He could make the call. If he came, they could take the boy back to the house again.
She turned back and was surprised to see that the boy had gone entirely pale and giving a pleading look to Lisa.
"Let me go. Please." he asked. "I never did anything."
"No way." Jo answered and looked to her sister.
"Lisa, please. Shoot me now or let me go just -" he shuddered. "Don't let him catch me again."
Lisa's eyes narrowed. Why is he more scared of John than us? he's not even that scared of Jo… and it's Jo. but she could see how terrified he was. She pondered it a moment and Dean could hear the snapping of twigs as the older hunter approached before Lisa finally nodded.
"Go. Now. Just this once." she ordered.
Dean nodded in appreciation and sprinted away from the voice while Jo looked appalled. Lisa shouldered the rifle and stared her sister in the eyes as though daring her to question the call she'd just made. Jo gaped but closed her mouth when John stepped into the clearing.
"You girls alright? Did you find anything?" he asked with his usual gruffness.
"No, sir." Lisa replied.
She studied the older man and wondered about what he could've done - besides the obvious - that could've scared her old friend so much.
