"Okay. Dean." Sam said. "Remember all we have to do is stop the Red Cap from killing more people. They can't last over two days with out blood."

"So." Dean said. "All we have to do is stop a lady demon from murdering other people and not getting our own throats slit. Easy." Of course Dean had to lay on the sarcasm.

Sam rolled his eyes then gasped. "Sammy? What is it?" Sam opened his mouth to reply but the only thing that came out was vomit. "Sammy, I got to go get some help."

"No Dean. We'll wait for help. We have to kill this Red Cap."

"If we continue this way the only person who is going to die is you."

Sam was too weak to argue but he had to say something. "Dean. I am not letting you. No more people are going to die because of me."

"Sam, what the hell are you talking about?"

Sam looked down. Dean could see his eyes tearing up. "Mom, Dad, Jess, Madison, Pastor Jim, Caleb. They would all be alive if I wasn't born."

"Sam! Also think of all the people who would be dead if you weren't alive."

"Dean that's not what I'm worried about. I'm worried about what it has done." Sam paused and looked down. "About what it has done to you."

"Sam that is the last thing you have to worry about. I have to worry about you right now. I need to get you help."

"Dean I can worry about you. You are not leaving. I will not loose you too. Dean, please." Dean took one look into Sam' eyes and agreed.

"Look Man." Dean said. "We have to do something. You are not dying on my watch."

"Dean! Remember our gig in Florida?"

"How could I forget? The best asses in the world were there."

"Dean, head out of the gutter. Remember how we had to rob the hospital to get stuff for that girl. What's her name?"

"Sam? What point are you trying to make?"

"I think the supplies are still in my backpack."

"You couldn't have told me that earlier?"

"I forgot." Sam said as he watched Dean go through his bag.

"Okay Sammy. Here are some pills for the pain." Sam nodded as he took the pills. "Your leg is really infected. Sammy, I'm going to need to check your temperature." Sam once again nodded. Dean knew he needed to see how sick his little brother was but at the same time he didn't want know. Dean pulled out the thermometer and put it in Sam's mouth. He gasped when he read it. "Sam, not good. It's 105. I need to do something." Dean continued to go through the bag. "Yes." He whispered. "I found an IV bag." Dean put the small needle into Sam's arm then taped it. He then rested the bag on a rock.

"Thanks." Sam said. Suddenly a scream pierced the sky. "Dean, it's back."

"Sammy! Stay here!"

"No Dean!"

"Sammy, you can't come."

"Dean this thing took down us both. How are you alone going to stop it?"

"Sam, do not go anywhere. I'll be okay, I promise. I'm just going to spray the bitch with the holy water. I'll come right back." Sam nodded and then watched his brother leave.

Dean ran towards the cabin where he knew was the Red Cap was keeping its victims. He kicked down the door then ran inside. The Creature was hovering over a young man who was tied to a wooden beam. He was frozen in fear as the Red Cap had just finished making a small cut on his arm. She bent over and licked up the blood. She then raised the iron spike to make the final blow across the mans neck. Dean came sprinting in the room and shot at the creature with his 9mm. The rock salt caused the Red Cap to drop its weapon. It sped towards Dean and hit him, sending him flying into a wall. He sat up and got back on his feat while trying to clear his head. He could feel some warm blood trickle down the side of his face. Dean reached in his pocket and pulled out a bottle of holy water. He sprayed some on the Red Cap and it fell to the ground screaming. It recovered quickly, in a matter of seconds it was back on its feat heading towards Dean.

"Run!" Dean yelled to the man who was still standing frozen in shock near by. The man sprinted out the door. Dean focused his attention back to the creature that was edging towards him. This time she was armed with the iron spike. Dean went to spray her with the holy water but she knocked the bottle from his hands. He closed his eyes and waited for the final blow when suddenly he heard a gun shot. The Red Cap fell to the ground. Dean got up and ran out the door. He saw the man standing there with Dean's gun in his hands.

"Watch Out!" Dean yelled as it aimed a spike at the boy's head. He ducked it but next time he might not be as lucky. "Follow me!" Dean yelled at him as they dodged spikes being thrown at their heads. They ran all the way to the cave then crawled in. Sam looked up in shock to see the two men stumble in.

"Hi." The young man said awkwardly. "I'm Ryan."

"Hey Ryan. Thanks for saving my ass back there." Dean said. "I'm Dean and the cripple over there is Sam. He got a spike to the leg by the Red Cap."

"A what?"

"A Red Cap." Sam said. "That's the thing that attacked you. Could you tell me everything that happened?"

"Yeah, I was walking by the edge of the forest drinking a couple when…"

Dean cut him off. "Wait what were you doing going through this forest alone…drinking."

"Dude, I'm 22. I know." He said as he caught a glimpse of their faces. "I look like I'm 17. My Mom said I was a late bloomer." Sam and Dean look at each other. "So back to my story." He said trying to break the awkward silence. "I was walking along when suddenly I was hit over the head. I don't know what happened after that but I woke up in that strange cabin with that thing hovering over me. She cut me a couple times saying it would be the first of many." Ryan shuddered at the memory.

"Okay, I need to patch you guys up." Sam said starring at the cuts on Ryan and the head wound on his brother.

"Sam, with the amount of drugs you have in you your not touching anyone. My head is fine. It stopped bleeding, head wounds bleed more. I'll take care of Ryan." Sam nodded. He was too tired to argue anyway. Dean pulled out the medical kit and began to dab at the cuts on Ryan.

"Guys?" Said Ryan. "How am I getting back? I don't know my ways around the forest and it's dark and cold and very dangerous."

"I guess you're stuck with us." Dean said. "Besides with Sammy down I could use your help. I saw you use the gun back there."

"No Dean." Sam stepped in. "He has no experience with what were doing. He could get hurt!"

"Trust me Sam. I will be okay. I know about these things. My Mom was murdered by a Vampire. I basically lived on my own. My Dad went off to kill the sucker but ended up getting himself killed."

"Your Dad was a hunter?" Sam and Dean asked at the same time.

"Sort of. He only went after vampires. He did know about other thing to though. You guys are hunters I'm guessing."

"Since before we could walk."

"Wow. What's your last name?"

"Winchester." Sam said.

"You guys are the Winchesters? My Dad called your Dad for help a couple of times. He said he was the best. I also heard he died. I'm sorry." He paused then continued. "By the looks of it you guys are doing a good job filling in his shoes."

"I wish." Sam said quietly. Dean looked out the cave and into the darkness.

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WOW! Long Chapter this time! I couldn't stop typing. LOL. Review please!