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Chapter Two

"Oops? Oops is all you have to say?" Dean shouted.

"Um Dean, it's not like I did this on purpose here. I mean come on… a dragon? How the hell was I supposed to know?"

"Yeah," his brother said relenting. He looked at the creature again then back at his brother. "Well, college boy, any idea's on how to slay a dragon?"

"Not a clue." Sam replied with a near hysterical chuckle. This situation was so far beyond any they had ever been.

"Come on Sammy you've gotta give me something to work with here."

"How about we go back to the motel and do some more research." Sam asked hopefully.

"Sam it took us two weeks to find the damn thing this time. There is no telling how long it will take us to find it if we let it go now."

"But Dean, we are not prepared for this!" Sam shouted.

"No shit Sherlock, but Sam, we can't loose this thing now?" Dean shouted back. "Think Sam, how did King Arthur kill them?"

The dragon roared again causing both brothers to look back in its direction from each side of the boulder. It stood now on it's hind legs searching its wings flapping to help hold it up. The creatures' head swung in their direction and both brothers ducked back behind the rock outcropping.

"King Arthur never killed a dragon Dean." Sam told his brother. "Lancelot killed did."

"Whatever," Dean said heatedly, "How did Lancelot kill the dragon?"

"I don't know."

"You're not helping here Sam," came Dean's frustrated reply.

"Well, they were knights Dean, they fought with swords, spears, shields and crossbows." Sam told him. "Usually from horseback."

"Okay, so if a sword can kill a dragon, a bullet should work to right?" Dean asked his brother hopefully. "Cus I don't have a horse and a sword with me bro."

"Dean," Sam said fretfully, "We're in uncharted territory here, I don't know what's going to work, but it sounds good to me."

The sound of an airplane interrupted the brother's conversation and they looked up to make sure it wasn't a water bomber. They had already been soaked once by just such a craft and while the water succeeded in cooling them off a bit it hit with enough force to knock them both off their feet.

This time though it was something totally unexpected. The large twin engine prop plane that was flying overhead was not what caused the brother to glance at each other in surprise. It was the eight parachutes that were streaming out behind the fading aircraft that caught their attention.

"Smoke Jumpers." Sam told his brother.

"What?"

"Smoke Jumpers, they're firefighters."

The dragon roared again. Dean looked back in time to see the dragon launch itself into the air with a long steady sweep of its huge wings. "Yeah, well, they just became dragon bait."

Dean stood up, pulled out his Glock and started to empty the clip into creature as it flew overhead. He was totally surprised when he started hearing the zing of bullets being ricocheted back in his direction. He felt the burning sting when one of them grazed his arm on its return trip "The bullets are bouncing off it. The damn thing's bullet proof Sam." He yelled at his brother who had ducked on the other side of the rock when the bullets started to slam back in their direction.

"Well quit shooting at it!" Sam hollered

Dean rolled his eyes at his brother, "I know, I'm not stupid."

Sam was watching the dragon as it swept past heading in the direction of the slowly falling smoke jumpers. "They don't have a chance against it. It's going to slaughter them." He said to his brother.

Dean didn't reply. There was nothing to say because they couldn't do anything but watch helplessly as the dragon caught up to the last jumper to leave the aircraft and caught the man in it's gaping jaws. For a second it looked like the other jumpers would be safe as one after another their parachutes went below the tree line and out of sight. But before the final jumper could go low enough the dragon reached out with his clawed front foot and grabbed the parachute yanking it back into the air.

The dragon turned wide circle bringing its prizes back to its nest. The firefighter in the dragons mouth was likely dead, but the one dangling from its feet was struggling to keep from getting bashed against the trees as the dragon descended back towards the ground. As the creature passed the last line of burning trees and took the final dive towards the ground the jumper released the parachute and fell to the ground less then a hundred yards from where the brothers were hiding.

The jumper dropped to the ground from less then ten feet. Landing on his feet he started running with commendable speed in the direction of the brothers and the outcropping of boulders they were hiding behind.

The dragon dropped down on the ridge, tossed the body from its mouth and roared its outrage at the loss of its other prize. It took to the air again in a short hop spewing a stream of flames in the direction of the running firefighter who, having turned at the beasts roar jumped sideways just in time to avoid the flames licking the ground where he'd just been.

Sam came out from his side of the outcropping and without hesitation began firing his gun aiming at the head and eyes of the creature. The distinct zing of the ricochets could be heard around him, but the assault did not go unnoticed by the dragon this time. It reared up mid-flight roared and returned to its nest.

While Sam was busy with the dragon the jumper continued running down the slop. As he passed the hiding spot of the brothers Dean reached out and pulled the jumper behind the boulder.

"Are you crazy!" Dean yelled at his brother. "We already know shooting it doesn't work!"

"I know, but I couldn't just do nothing!" Sam replied. "Besides," he smirked, "it worked."

The smoke jumper who was looking around the boulder back up the slope, removed the helmet and goggles releasing a storm of rich auburn hair and turned to face the brothers. "What the hell was that?"

Dean didn't say a word. He was too astonished at finding the smoke jumper was a woman, a beautiful woman at that.

"A dragon." Sam told her.

"Excuse me?" she asked shaking her head, "Did you just say a dragon."

A/N Please read and review! I'll try and post another chapter tonight, but I can't make any promises.