A/N I'm not sure where to take this fanfic after this chapter.

The boys fell asleep last night after an expensive dinner out and an exhausting day. Sam couldn't sleep long he soon woke up and lay awake watching his brother. Dean looked so innocent; he didn't deserve what was coming.

Sam thought about the hellhounds coming, what if they couldn't reach Dean? Sam had a sudden thought and got out of bed and quickly and threw some clothes in a bag. He threw them in the trunk of the car then went back and pulled Dean out of bed.

"Wh – What?" Dean said half asleep and Sam dragged him to the car and threw him in and shut the door. Sam sat on the driver's seat and fired up the engine, and then he was off. He was driving like he was being chased.

"What are you doing?" Dean said as he looked around the car.

"They can't get you if we keep moving." Sam said not moving his eyes from the road. Dean sighed and shook his head.

"They will get me no matter what. And if they don't then they'll get you!" Dean said and he slapped his hand on the dashboard. Sam's eyes looked sideways sat Dean but he didn't move his head.

"No. They won't get any more Winchester's." Sam said in a serious tone and sped through a red light barely missing another car.

"Sam!" Dean said shielding his face with his arms as they sped past the car. "Do you wanna get us both killed?" Sam didn't respond. Dean tried taking Sam's hands off the wheel but Sam was holding on too tight.

Sam suddenly turned right and Dean fell into the window, they were heading out of the city, onto the long country roads where there wasn't many cars.

Suddenly Dean shouted in fear and ducked his head.

"What is it?" Sam said urgently checking the car for any intruders.

"I can hear them; they are running after the car!" Dean said his head still in his arms. Sam looked in the mirror out the back of the car, there was nothing in sight, but Dean could clearly hear them barking for him.

Before Sam even realised what had happened Dean's door was pulled open and he was wrenched out of the car onto the grass by the side of the road.

"Dean!" Sam shouted and skidded the car around. He burned the brakes in the fasted emergency stop he had ever managed and tried to open the door but it was stuck shut.

"Dean!" He shouted as he watched Dean lay on the floor frantically trying to keep something off of him. As Sam tried to open all the doors in the car he watched as Dean's clothes got torn apart and blood ran from his body. Sam had no other option, he smashed through the window cutting his arm badly on the way out, and he ran then fell on the floor holding Dean.

It was too late. There were huge, deep claw marks across Dean's chest and blood splattered on his face, dripping on the grass all around him. Sam held his brothers head up and his eyes were vacantly staring up at him. Tears fell onto Dean's face as Sam knelt there crying over his brother.