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FlamesChapter Seven
"DEAN!" Sam shouted watching helplessly as the dragon plowed into his brother.
"Oh dear God," Kate whispered to herself.
Both ran towards the dragon and fallen hunter heedless of their own safety. Kate, realizing her gun was now empty and therefore useless pulled out her ax as she ran. Sam released the clip on his .45 and slammed another into the near useless weapon because it was all he had.
They approached from the rear. Kate on one side and Sam on the other. The dragon was on its side thrashing its tail wildly in an attempt to right itself. It paid little attention to them as they closed in on it searching frantically for Dean.
Sam finally caught sight of his brother lying on his back unmoving a few yards in front of the dragon. Blood smeared the side of his head and his arm seemed to be at an odd angle. Running to his brother Sam was relieved when he saw him trying to sit up. "Dean, are you okay?" He asked.
Dean's eyes widened in fear as he saw the dragon right itself and leap in the direction of him and his brother. "SAM!" He cried, but it was too late. The dragon landed one huge clawed foot pinning Dean's legs down on the ground as it used its head to knock Sam away from Dean. Struggling Dean tried to get away from the creature but was hampered by his left arm which he suspected was broken.
The dragon raised its head and took a deep breath. Dean knew he was about to be toasted and struggled harder to get away but all his efforts were in vane and no matter how hard he tried he couldn't move from the position he was pinned in.
Kate had watched in horror as the Dragon had pounced on the injured hunter. She saw its head smash into Sam sending him sailing away from Dean. As the dragon inhaled she knew Dean was in deadly peril and did the only thing she could think of. She lifted her ax and with all the power of her body she brought it down on the dragons already injured wing slicing through skin, muscle and bone.
The dragon's jet of flame was sent skyward as it raised its head in pain. Once the flames were extinguished it roared its displeasure and used its tail to strike Kate in the back and send her staggering away from it.
Pulling a spare gun from inside his jacket Dean prepared to go down fighting. The dragons head rose its eyes furiously stared at Dean before it roared at him.
Dean raised the gun, "I…have… smelled… rotting… corpses… that… were… less… offensive… then... your… breath… bitch!" As he yelled each word he pulled the trigger shooting the gun directly into the roof of the mouth of the dragon. He emptied the clip and continued to pull the trigger until he realized the dragon had gone silent and his gun was empty. Green goop oozed from the creature's mouth dripping onto Dean's chest as it swayed for a few seconds on its feet tipped sideways and fell to the ground.
Dean rolled painfully away from the fallen creature careful not to move his injured arm more then necessary. He stood up to look for his brother and was almost sent to his knees by a bout of dizziness that had him swaying to try and keep his balance. An arm was quickly wrapped around his waist as a very feminine body slid under his uninjured arm to keep him from falling.
Kate helped Dean walk to his brother who was slowly sitting up several yards from them. Blood smeared the side of Sam's head but a grin split his face when he looked at his brother and then at the dying dragon.
Kate carefully lowered Dean to a sitting position next to his brother, "I'll be right back, I'm going to get my pack I have a first aide kit in it." She told them.
After she left Sam said, "Dean, what the hell are we going to do with that," pointing at the dragon. "It's going to be a bit difficult to hide."
"Don't look at me," he replied, "I killed it. You get to do the clean up."
"Well, technically it's not dead yet," Sam smirked pulling out his gun.
However, before his brother could reply the dragon's breaths stopped.
"Ha!" Dean said with a grin. "Yep, you get to bury the sucker."
Sam was trying to figure out exactly how he was supposed to do that when the creature suddenly burst into flames. "Okay," he told his brother with a laugh. "I'll do the clean up."
"That is so not fair!" Dean told him.
Kate returned with her pack, pulled out her first aid kit and began the task of bandaging the brothers. "I take it back," she told Dean with a smile. "You are pretty good at what you do."
"Bet your ass I am," he said with a grin.
A/N Okay, so how'd I do? Please review and let me know!