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Snow Beast

Chapter five

The blow from the creature sent Dean flying off the snowmobile. He could feel blood running down the front of his body from where the creature's claws had ripped into his snowsuit and sliced open his chest. For a moment he lay on his back stunned as the snow around him turned crimson from his blood. He watched as the creature slowly walked toward him and soon stood over him. His eyes widened as he looked up into the creature's terrifying face. He knew he didn't have time to unzip his snow suit and reach for his gun so he crawled backward away from it as fast as he could.

"Dean!"

He could hear Sam calling to him and hoped that when the thing was done with him it wouldn't turn on his brother.

Sam watched in horror as Dean tried to crawl away from the creature. He had to do something; he had to somehow get it away from his brother.

"Hey you ugly son of a bitch over here!" He shouted as he waved his ski poles in the air trying to draw its attention away from Dean. He skied as close to the creature as he could staying just out of its reach. "Come on, come after me you bastard!"

It was working the creature stopped advancing on Dean and stood snarling at Sam.

"Sammy get out of here!" Dean shouted to Sam as he watched the thing turn toward his brother.

Sam reached into his snow suit and pulled out his gun. According to his dad's journal you had to hit the creature in his heart while he was standing in a circle of flames. He knew Dean had the lighter fluid and there was no way of getting it from him without taking the chance the thing would turn its attention back to Dean. Instead he fired the gun into the air hoping it would frighten the thing. It seemed to work, the creature took a few steps back. Sam glanced over at Dean and his face wrinkled with worry when he saw the snow covered blood.

"Can you make it to the snowmobile?" He asked.

"Yeah." Dean said as he slowly crawled over to the vehicle. "Sam get out of there." He said looking back at his brother who was keeping the thing's attention focused on him.

Dean painfully crawled up onto the snowmobile.

"Get out of here Dean go!"

"Not without you."

The creature turned back toward Dean so Sam once more fired the gun into the air to get its attention off of his brother.

"Let's go!" Sam shouted as he skied over to Dean who spun the snowmobile around and headed down the hill with Sam skiing by his side.

The Lodge

Once they got to the lodge Sam helped Dean off the snowmobile.

"How bad did he get you?" Sam asked as he looked at Dean's ripped, blood covered snowsuit.

"I don't know." Dean glanced down at his chest as he touched the blood on the suit.

"Come on we got to get you up to our room …." Sam put Dean's arm over his shoulder and helped him up to their room.

Their room

Once in their room Sam sat Dean on the bed then carefully helped him pull down the upper portion of his snowsuit and then as gently as he could examined his wounds.

"Some of these are pretty nasty Dean. I'm going to go see if they have any one with medical training on staff. Why don't you take a shower and clean up the best you can while I'm gone. I'll be back in a few minutes." Normally Sam would have cleaned and stitched his brother up but some of the cuts were deep and he knew a professional would do a better job then he could.

Dean took a shower and was only out of it a few minutes when Sam showed up with a man.

"Your brother said you lost control of the snowmobile and ran into a thicket of trees." The man said as he set a first aide kit down on the bed.

"Yeah…you a doctor?"

"No, I'm not a doctor but I'm an EMT, next best thing." He said smiling. "Now let me get a look at these cuts." The man began cleaning the cuts and putting antibiotics on them while Sam stood watching anxiously over his shoulder.

"Is he going to be okay?" Sam asked.

"Well some of these cuts are pretty deep and he should really have stitches but I think as long as he keeps them clean he should be okay." The man then looked at Dean. "Boy you really did a number on yourself. You're lucky you had a heavy suit on."

"Yeah, those branches were pretty sharp."

"Well keep it clean and dry and if you notice any redness or any oozing I suggest you get to a hospital and have a doctor look at it." He handed Sam a tube of ointment and a pack of bandages. "Change the dressing every other day and when you do put this ointment on. If he starts to develop a fever get him to a hospital as soon as possible." He then started to leave.

"Hey, how much do we owe you?" Sam asked.

"Nothing. The lodge takes care of its guests medical fees."

"Thanks, we appreciate it." Sam said shaking his hand.

After he left Sam sat on the bed across from Dean.

"That was close Dean."

"Yeah I never saw it coming."

"Well you're going to have to take it easy for the next day or so."

"Sam we got to get back up there as soon as we can. We got to get rid of that thing."

"We will, but we got to have a plan and you're in no condition to do anything for a while." Sam looked at Dean. "So I was thinking….what if I go up there and make a circle in the snow with those fake logs they use here." He put up his hand when Dean started to object. "They burn really easy and I'll also soak them in lighter fluid to make sure they'll light up quick. Then I'll lure him into the circle and I'll light it. Then all I have to do is shoot him in the heart and it's over."

"Good idea but you're not going up there without me. No way, ain't going to happen."

"I can do this Dean. I'm as good a shot as you and you know it. "

"I know you are Sam…But if something goes wrong ….no, we go together or we don't go at all."

"You know Dean when I was at college you hunted by yourself, dad wasn't around. You did it….why do you think I can't."

"I know you can do it Sam, it's not that but…"

"But what Dean? I'm not a kid anymore. You don't have to protect me the rest of your life."

Dean looked at Sam. Why couldn't he understand, he didn't have to protect him…he needed to. It's what he did. He had done it every since pulling Sam from the fire and he wasn't about to stop now.

"Yeah I do." He said simply. "Conversation over, we go up tomorrow."

TBC