Chapter Eleven.

"When Dean First Met Cal – Part Four."

From his position on the ground staring at an upside down version of the world Dean had a perfect view of the werewolf diving straight over him, a mass of sinew and muscle powering past in a single silent leap.

It came to a standstill hunkered down on all fours in front of Cal, a rumble emanating from its throat like a deep bass note, shaking the surroundings as it crept forwards, eyes glowing like bright darts of colour in the dark.

For a second it paused, sniffing almost dog-like the scent of blood hanging in the air before turning to prowl around the body of the young woman lying beyond them.

Dean took the opportunity to roll swiftly onto his side, clambering onto his knees and trying not to rustle the leaves beneath him as he did.

The howl caught him by surprise, a long, low note shot-through with utter desolation as the large male werewolf in front of them mourned its loss in a more sorrowful show than Dean would have credited such a creature.

From the corner of his eye he could see Cal retrieving his gun from the dirt, pulling back the trigger and aiming it head-height at the beast. The blood lust was in his eyes again, the same familiar smirk playing across his face. He really was sadistic.

"Hey, Fido," he called, tone eerily calm as he watched the wolf swivel towards him with growing hatred in its eyes. It might have been non-human but it knew what had happened and it knew who was responsible.

Cal's smirk widened,

"Fetch."

The sound of the hammer hitting an empty chamber reverberated around the little clearing as loudly as a gunshot itself, Cal's smirk rapidly fading away to be replaced instead with dull and growing horror.

Dean could have cursed. That damn idiot – .

The werewolf knew this one too. It was the sound that meant retribution.

Before either hunter could move, the wolf had bound clear across the gap, tackling Cal to the ground in mid-turn, catching his heels and tripping him as tried to flee. It was on top of him in a second, slashing and letting the hunter writhe and shout out with pain underneath him.

Just as it dipped its head however Dean sprang onto his feet, eyes leaving the fight long enough to bring up his own gun and aim it at the head. Cal was squirming underneath the ball of fur, yelping and groaning and it was all Dean could do to avoid a limb as he fired, dead-centre into the back of the head.

The assault stopped at once, the commotion dying away until only Cal's ragged breathing was sounding around them, the werewolf still crouched above him like some strange tableau before eventually toppling sideways into the grass and lying unmoving.

It was changing back even as Dean stepped over it, crouching down and pulling Cal upright by the seams of his jacket.

"Cal?" he barked, the sense of urgency being rewarded only by a wince and the other man pushing his arms away in distaste,

"Get off me," he muttered, but the sentence was ragged, as was the jacket, covered in slashes and matching a trail of blood threading down his forehead.

Ignoring the tone Dean started a silent pat down instead, hands working over the slashes. After all, Jerry would not be pleased if his only son bled to death in his absence. Cal however was less than pleased,

"I said get off," he snapped, the shove firmer the second time around.

Dean stood with a shrug, rolling his eyes.

"Fine,"

Apparently he could add pissy to the list of Cal's traits along with ungrateful. He couldn't believe the guy had been stupid enough to use all his bullets on the first kill, nor could he believe that he'd not kept a mental note of the fact.

Yeah, Cal was a shitty hunter all right and watching him stagger to his feet, wincing and gasping was even more of a pitiful sight. Dean cocked a brow at him lazily,

"Sure you don't want a hand?"

"Back off!" it was a growl, a snap of disdain, mixed with panic and a severe loss of pride, "I don't need anything from you."

"Hey, just askin',"

"Well don't Winchester. Don't."

Yeah I know, another flashback but I kind of like the way they break up the tension so you can expect at least one more!

Thanks for all the reviews as well, I'm glad everyone's enjoying it so far! We're just about/over halfway through so let's hope I don't screw it up between now and the end! Fingers crossed!