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Title:The Hunted
Author:Coleharley and Supernaturalandlostfan(the Michelle half)
Rating:R(mostly for language, but there's some bloody scenes as well)
Genre:Action/Drama/Angst
Characters:Dean,Sam,some OC's, and some bad ass monsters.
Summary:The were warned to not put their noses where they didn't belong. If only they had listened.
Authors note:We are huge fans of Dean and Sam whumping(mostly Dean though), so if you don't like to see one or both of them in peril, this story
is definitely not for you(But I do hope you read it)
Disclaimer:We do not own anything to do with Supernatural(not even Deansigh)
The Hunted
CH.5
"Looks like it's just you and me now cowboy." John said, a sneer on his pudgy face, when Malik and Sam were out of sight and hearing distance. "you're really not looking so good there Dean." he added with a snicker after walking over to squat in front of the young man, who glared at him, saying,
"How about you get out of my face."
"Now that's not a very nice way to talk to someone who volunteered to stay with you is it?"John asked, then added,"Kids these days are really ungrateful." then sighed and shook his head.
"Fuck you." Dean said in a raspy voice.
"No, no, now Dean, John will not put up with such rudeness." and reared back, punching Dean in the stomach."No wonder your brother hates you so much. I knew it was only a matter of time before he would come to his senses and ditch your ass. He'll probably thank me when I tell him you're dead."
Dean sat against the tree still, eyes watering, clutching his injured stomach, yet he somehow managed to not even blink when John said what he did. It didn't surprise Dean actually. He knew the lawyer was up to no good when he'd volunteered to stay behind with him.
"Yeah, well if you're expecting me to beg you not to kill me, then you're in for a long wait you prick."Dean said in reply.
"See that's where you're wrong my young friend. I have no intentions of killing you, there's something else that I'm sure will be more than glad to do that I'm sure" John said, a sincere expression crossing his features as he reared back and punched Dean in the face twice, then when he was sure the younger man was in no shape to try and struggle, grabbed his arms and started dragging him through the woods, talking and grunting the whole time,"Boy I'm truly sorry about the bumpy terrain my young friend." he said with a wince when Dean groaned after his head smacked into a rock along the way, but you're much heavier than I thought you'd be and I have a bad back. You know how those things go, put the least bit of strain on them and you could be immobilized for days, although I'm sure dragging you will cause a little damage too. Ah, here we are."he said, dropping Dean's arms and wiping his head , he walked a distance away then sat down on the ground with a sigh.
"Not much of a talker are you Dean?"he asked, shaking his head, frowning."Just out of curiosity, what did you do to make little brother hate you so much? "
"What...did... you do... to get... so... f-fucking ugly?"Dean replied after a moment, breathing heavily between each word.
"You've got spunk, that's for sure."John said, and stood up to walk over and stand above him."Well, here's how it's going to be Dean. I'm going to trade you for my freedom."
"Y-you're pretty stupid f-for a lawyer."Dean replied through gritted teeth, fighting the urge to pass out."Why w-would they n-need to make a d-deal with you when t-they can just k-kill us both easily?"
"I have considered that, but see, I know what plans Malik and little brother have, so after I give you to them and offer to take care of the other two, how can they refuse?"he replied, shrugging.
"Y-you will not t-touch my brother."Dean said angrily.
"Yadda, yadda, and what are you gonna do about it tough guy? Not a damn thing, that's what. As I was saying, you stay right here and be a good boy while I go and try to locate our mutant friends alright? And a little piece of advice, when I do find them and they come to kill you, don't struggle, that'll just make it all the worse for you."he added, patting Dean on the head and standing up, then moved to walk away, but turned around and said,"You really should thank me for this, after all wouldn't you rather die quickly than be left out here alone to bleed to death or die from infection, which was bound to happen sooner or later?" then walked away, leaving Dean temporarily alone.
I can't let him kill Sammy, Dean thought to himself as he laid there.
Yeah, but what can you do about it stupid?an inner voiceasked him.
You're totally pathetic, he thought with self-disgust. You're just gonna lay here bleeding like a stuck pig, waiting for some fat ass greasy lawyer to find those things and barter you off to them, so they can turn you into a human Happy Meal?
But I can't do anything. My stomach fells like it's on fire from where that asshole hit me, and I couldn't get up if I tried. Actually, laying here and taking a little nap sounds kinda nice right now, even if it's kinda cold.
Get up off your ass Dean, and be a man, his inner voice ordered, which was now sounding a lot like his father,since when have you let a couple a little scratches keep you down? Especially when you know that man is going to go after Sammy as soon as he gets rid of you.
So what dad? Sam hates me. He left me here to die, he left me along with you, and you've never acted like an actual dad since mom died, when he went to college, to handle everything while he was off having a normal life, he doesn't care anything about me, so why should I worry about him?
Because he's your baby brother asshole, the one you've spent most of your life taking care of, and the only link to the happiness that you once had before your mom was killed. And even if he doesn't love you, you still love him.
He did love you at one time too, he never failed to tell you that more times than you can remember while he was growing up, that you were his hero,not his father, like most other kids, but you, his big brother was his hero, and he'd say how he always felt safe with you, though you hardly ever said it back to him in return. No, not big bad Dean, who even as a teen could hardly ever bring himself to mutter those three little words to Sam because it was too girly, and now you won't have another chance to tell him that you love him too, more than anything else in the world, even me,your father, and even if it's been horrible for him, that these last months have been great for you because you missed him so much while he was away at college.
That is precisely why you're going to get up right now! The voice ordered, and he then rolled himself over onto his stomach with a grunt, then put his hands on the ground and pushed himself up on his knees, wanting to yell as pain shot through his midsection, but biting his lip against it.
Okay Dean, you've gotten this far, so now all you have to do is stand up, he thought,panting with exertion, his arms wrapped around a tree trunk that thankfully was right near where John had drug him, holding on for dear life. He knew if he fell back down again, there was no way he'd be able to get back up, so he'd better make this count.
He slowly pulled himself up, holding onto the tree, until finally after what seemed and felt like hours he was standing.
Now what? Yeah, you are standing, but what now, you can't exactly beat John in a fight, even if he is obviously out of shape, then with a triumphant grin, Dean remembered that Sam had slipped their remaining knife in his pocket last night, saying he needed it more than him, and putting his hand into it, found it was still there.
Thank you little brother, he said silently, and pushed himself away from the tree just as he heard rustling in the woods from the direction John had disappeared in earlier.
Please be him, Dean pleaded silently, moving as quickly as he could behind a large tree, where he was out of sight. If it was panther man or one of his buddies he was screwed, that was for damn sure.
Dean almost yelled in relief when he saw it was indeed the lawyer, huffing and puffing as he made his way back to where he'd left Dean, saying,"Well you've lucked up, for now at least. Our animal friends aren't around at the mome..."his words cutting off when he saw Dean wasn't where he'd left him."Hey, where'd you go?"he asked, looking dumbfounded.
How in the hell had that kid moved, much less gotten up and walked away, in the shape he was in?
"Dean? Where are you?" he yelled, walking around the area directly near the spot he'd left him."I know you haven't gotten far kid, so why don't you just come on out and quit making this harder for yourself than it has to be?"he asked, looking in a large clump of bushes near where Dean stood, pressed closely against the tree trunk, holding his breath.
"Come out you little shit!"the man yelled, anger now unchecked after looking in several more places he thought the young man was sure to be, only to find them empty."I'm getting tired of this game! If you come out I promise when I kill your brother I'll do it quick."
That was the wrong thing for him to say.
Hearing these words, Dean felt a renewed surge of adrenaline surge through him, and since the man stood not ten feet away, emerged from his hiding place, and ran at the man, tackling him to the ground.
"You. Will. Not. Touch. My. Brother." he said, a growl coming deep from inside of him as he raised up his knife and drove it deep into the, still too surprised to have reacted yet, mans chest, and smiled with satisfaction when the man's eyes soon there after went blank, staring at nothing.
"That's r-right bastard, you d-don't fuck with a Winchester."Dean muttered, then all his energy having been used, fell to the ground with a groan,adding"See dad, I d-did it." and thinking as he fell into the now welcome darkness, that he hoped this little feat he'd accomplished helped his brother survive this mess and maybe he wouldn't hate him as much now.
"Are you alright?"Malik asked Sam, who for the third time in the past ten minutes, stopped, gripping his head tightly between his hands.
"Do I look alright?"Sam snapped in reply, whirling to face him, swaying as he did so, almost falling if not for Malik grabbing his shoulders to steady him.
"No, you do not. What is wrong?"he asked with a sigh.
"My head is what the hell is wrong. It feels like it's going to explode."he replied, squinching his eyes and wincing when another pain shot through it.
"It is the animals scratch."the black man stated, still holding Sam steady.
"What? Are you crazy? It's a damn headache's all, not some scratch from a mutant bird!"Sam exclaimed, then after they walked a while longer,a confused look crossed his face and he did something unexpected.
"I'm sorry, I don't know why I'm talking to you like that man."he apologized, gripping his head again, and sinking slowly to the ground.
"It is not you talking, so there's no reason for you to apologize."Malik said sincerely, sitting down beside him. He supposed there would be no harm in taking a short break, since obviously whatever the female creature had passed into Sam's system was wearing off now, and the boy could barely stand because of the effects of it doing so.
"Oh god, what happened to me?" Sam moaned, laying back on the ground, resting his head on his hands that he had cupped beneath it.
"The female creature scratched you and infected you with some type of toxin in the process."Malik explained.
"So why does my head feel like it's going to blow up? Is it lethal? Am I dying, cause I feel like I am." Sam asked with a groan.
"I think it is merely wearing off, but I'm not positive since I have no previous experience with it myself, so I am not going to say that you're not dying."he replied.
"Thanks, that really makes me feel better."Sam replied sarcastically."Aren't preachers supposed to try and lift peoples spirits?"he asked, then he closed his eyes against the sunlight that seemed to worsen the drumming in his head.
Malik only chuckled softly in reply, and they sat in mostly silence for the next hour or so, the only noises being the occasional moan coming from Sam.
Malik knew how dangerous it was for them to stay out in the open in one place for so long, but seeing no acceptable alternative since Sam was incapacitated for the time being, and he had no intentions of leaving the boy ungaurded, so he sat silently beside Sam, who it appeared had either fallen asleep or passed out. Every so often Malik reached over and checked his pulse, just to make sure he was still in the land of the living, each time feeling a strong steady beat beneath his fingers.
Sam awoke shortly there after and sat up, rubbing his eyes, then turned to look at Malik, confusion on his face momentarily as he slowly remembered all that had happened in the past two days.
"Are you feeling better now?"the older man asked.
"Yeah, my head still hurts a little, but nowhere near as bad as it did. Thanks for staying with me."he replied, smiling slightly."Hey, wait a minute, where's Dean? " he asked, his smile quickly turning to a frown, his eyes darting around in panic.
"Do you not remember?"Malik asked.
"Remember what? Where's my brother Malik?" Sam asked again, jumping up from the ground."He's not d...dead is he, please tell me he isn't dead."
"No, he's not dead. At least he wasn't when we left him with John earlier today."
"Thank god. What did you say? We left him with John? Why the hell would we, I, do that?"
"You were not yourself when you did so, do you not remember anything?"Malik asked, averting his eyes from Sam's as he did so.
"No, I..Wait a second, yes I do."Sam asked, his face growing pale as he slowly recalled his actions and words."Oh my god, Dean." He looked dangerously close to crying at that moment, turning back around the way they'd come and quickly starting back in that direction.
"Wait! We have to go try and find a way out of here Sam."Malik said, hesitantly putting a hand on his shoulder to stop him.
"No, the only thing I have to do is go back and help my brother, and I really could care less whether you agree or not, so save yourself the trouble of trying to convince me differently, because I'm not leaving him back there alone with John any longer."Sam replied, knocking his hand away.
"Okay, lets go."Malik said with a sigh, and they started the trek back to where they'd left the others several hours before. It would be useless to argue with the boy anyway.
"You know, this isn't the first time I've done something like this to him."Sam said quietly as they walked quickly."All he ever does is protect, and take care of me, but what do I do in return? Take every opportunity thrown my way to tell him how much I don't appreciate it and leave him behind when he's the one who needs protecting and taking care of."
"It wasn't you talking Sam, he knows that."Malik replied.
"Yeah, but see, it was partly me talking ,and he knows that, and that's what I know hurt him the most. It took forever for us to get over the huge rift it left between us last time this happened. I love him, but a large part of me resents him too sometimes, because it seemed our dad always liked him better as we grew up. He was the strong, macho son who did all he could to follow in his footsteps, and I was the baby, who always seemed to get in the way. You wanna know something funny though? Guess who it was that got blamed and punished when I got even the smallest scrape though? Dean. My dad always took it out on him, and where as something like that would usually make someone hate you, not Dean, he didn't ever say a mean word to me afterwards. I'd be sitting there crying because he'd gotten yelled at or worse because of me and he'd be more worried about calming me down than himself. He was always there for me, actually more a dad than our real one. He'll never forgive me this time Malik."Sam said sadly.
"Everything you've just said, makes me know that he will Sam."Malik replied.
He said nothing in return, just stared straight ahead as they walked quickly back to where they'd camped the night before.
A short time later, they finally reached the spot, at least where they thought it was, but Dean and John were nowhere to be found.
"Dean! Dean!"Sam yelled, his hands cupped around his mouth.
"Be quiet!" Malik ordered, clamping his hand over Sam's mouth. "Do you want to let the creatures know where you are?"
"I don't care. I have to find him."Sam replied after pulling his hand away, getting ready to start yelling again.
"Wait."Malik said, walking slowly forward, kneeling down to look at the ground."Look."he added pointing at something.
Sam came to his side, and saw what his finger pointed at. Deep indentures in the ground that led away from where they stood, a broken trail of blood along with it.
"Someone was drug away."
"Yeah, my brother." Sam said, his anger growing as he saw the footprints, human footprints, that had done the dragging."I'm going to kill that bastard."he added, then started running , following the trail. After a moment Malik followed, unpreacher-like thoughts of doing harm to the lawyer also in his head.
They kept running, until Sam ran into a large clearing and almost tripped over the lawyer's body. Dean's knife protruding from his chest, he didn't linger on this too long though, because laying on his side beside John, he saw his brother.
"Dean!"he said loudly, turning his brother on his back, seeing his ghostly pale face, slightly blue tinged lips and the blood pooled beneath him."Oh god, no."he whispered, tenatively putting his hand fist on Deans face, then moved it to his neck, to check for a pulse, scared to do so because of what he was sure to find."I'm so sorry Dean. This is all my fault." he added as he finally checked him, and almost passed out with relief when he felt a pulse, a fast, erratic one, but still a pulse."He's alive."he said unbelievingly, tears falling unnoticed down his face, then said it again in almost a whisper as he hugged his body closely to who own."You're alive."
"Yes he is, for now at least."Malik said, kneeling down beside the two brothers."He is bleeding again though, so our first line of business is stopping that." He knew just looking at the older brother, that he wasn't likely to live either way, bleeding stopped or not, but didn't have the heart to tell Sam this. They would just have to cross that bridge when it comes, but for now they needed to get moving.
Sam started to take his shirt off, much as Malik had done his own, to use on his brother, but the other man stopped him and got up, went to the dead lawyer, and took his shirt after pulling the knife from his chest, then walked back, handed Sam the now closed knife, and once again stopped the flow of blood on the elder brother and wrapped a makeshift bandage around his torso, while Sam sat talking to his unresponsive brother who he held cradled in his arms as Malik worked, apologizing over and over, and begging him to wake up.
"That is the best I can do, now we most get moving."Malik stated, standing up and wiping his hand on his pants."The creatures have no doubt, had time to heal fully by now and it's only a matter of time before they come."
"Alright."Sam said, and stood , then leaned back over and lifted Dean up with a grunt.
"Let me carry him for you. You are probably still weak from the toxin."Malik offered, moving towards him.
"No!"Sam answered quickly, hugging Dean protectively to him."I can do it, he's not that heavy."
"As you wish."Malik said with a nod, and lead the way through the woods, Sam following closely behind
"You're gonna be okay Dean. I promise. I swear I didn't mean anything I said to you, but if you just wake up I'll let you beat the shit out of me for it, okay? How does that sound? I won't even try and fight back, because I deserve it you know. I'm a real ass sometimes, especially when it comes to bird creatures and crazy doctors evil influences." Sam said quietly to his brother as they walked along, keeping a steady flow of one-sided conversation going so Dean would know he was there, and also so he, himself wouldn't cry because the intense feelings of helplessness and dread that had enveloped him as he felt his brother slipping further and further away from him.
It was during one of these times when he was talking that he looked down briefly, then startled by a loud sound from in front of him, looked back up just in time to see the panther man drop from the trees in front of Malik, and send the large black man flying through the air with one swipe of his arm, then he silently turn his attention to Sam as the other two creatures appeared just as silently as he had at his sides, one from the woods, the other dropping from a tree also.
Looking and seeing Malik was either knocked out or dead, Sam backed slowly away from them, knowing that there was no way he could take on all three of them alone, hell he doubted he could handle even one at this point.
"We are so screwed."he said aloud, as his back hit a tree, and he found he could back no further. He quickly put Dean down, and placed himself in front of him, and got into his fighting stance, not surprised by the fact that the creatures seemed to be patiently waiting to make their move, relishing in the obvious fear he felt.
"Well Dean, I guess this is it bro. I'm sorry I couldn't save us, but I love you."he said quickly, then looking at the three things that were slowly moving closer to him, the snake man's tongue flicking in and out from it's mouth, the panther man slobbering with anticipation, and the bird woman doing, well hell, he couldn't tell what she was doing, he put his hands out and beckoning to them,said tauntingly,"Alright, what are you waiting for you ugly fuckers? Bring it on."
The panther let out a growl of anger and ran at him, and despite his earlier plans to fight, Sam just closed his eyes, careful to stay in front of Dean, and prayed it would be over soon.
The last thing he expected to hear was the sound of a rifle firing and the pained dying scream of the panther man, followed by two more shots and similar death yells from the other two creatures, and opened his eyes, looking in the direction they had came from to see a man's back as he walked away holding a rifle a good distance away.
"Hey wait!"Sam yelled, wanting to run after the mystery man, but his concern for Dean outweighed his curiosity, so he just stood there, watching as he moved farther away, but at the last minute the man turned his face slightly to the side, and even though he was very far away, Sam thought he caught a glimpse of his features.
"Dad."he said disbelievingly."Dad! Come back! Dean's hurt! Please!"he yelled, but the man he was almost positive was his father just kept right on walking.
Sam stared at him with disbelief, until he disappeared. Maybe I saw wrong. Dad would never save me, and then just leave Dean to die. It couldn't have been him, Sam thought trying to convince himself of these words, even though his instincts were telling him the opposite. But why? Didn't he care that Dean was hurt?
"Sam?"he heard his brothers voice break into his thoughts, and he quickly pushed them away, and knelt down beside him, grabbing his hand.
"Yeah, I'm right here Dean."he replied, trying to show no strange behavior so as not to let on what had just happened.
"You came back."Dean said, his voice breaking slightly.
"Of course I did. You should know better than to think I wouldn't."Sam replied, his guilt over leaving him in the first place renewed all over again at the way his brother had said these words, like he really didn't think he would come back.
"Dad was here."Dean stated, letting his eyes move to look at each of the now dead creatures.
"No, he wasn't. It was just a hunter or something who happened to wander into the area."Sam said quickly.
"I heard you yelling at him Sam."Dean said, then closed his eyes as an expression of pain crossed his face.
"I just thought it was him, but it couldn't have been. I just saw wrong is all."
Dean didn't reply, and Sam realized he'd passed out again when he looked closely at him, then checked his pulse again just in case.
He heard more noise then, and looked up to see three men approaching them from the south, and as they got closer, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw they were 2 EMTs and a police officer.
He then got another pleasant surprise when he heard a groan and looked over to see Malik getting up slowly from the ground.
"Help is coming Dean."he said cradling him close once again."Just hang in there."
They were being rescued.
TBC
That's all for this chappie, but I've got a heck of a finale coming up for the last one. I will have it posted soon, so I hope everyone keeps reading!