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Snow Beast

Chapter twelve

Dean ran up to the cabin gun in hand and threw open the door. He looked over at Sam's empty bed and saw his snowsuit lying on the floor and could feel the rage building in him.

"If you hurt my brother I'll kill you you son of a bitch!" Dean shouted as he ran to the back door and could see tracks leading away from the cabin. He grabbed a blanket then ran out into the snow.

The clearing

Sam was freezing and the fever was making it difficult to think clearly. All he knew was that his leg hurt and he was colder then he had ever been in his life. He kept trying to stand, he had to find Dean he might be hurt, but his injured leg wouldn't support his body and he collapsed back to the snow. Exhausted, he pulled his legs up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them then lay shivering in the snow.

Dean followed the trail and finally saw his brother lying in the clearing. Taylor was no where in sight.

"Sam!" Dean shouted as he ran through the snow toward him. "Sammy!"

Sam looked up and weakly waved Dean off.

"Dean no! There are traps!"

Dean stopped and looked around. He couldn't see the traps they had already been covered by the snow, but he could see faint footprints leading to them from where Taylor had checked them out earlier. He slowly made his way toward Sam being careful to avoid them.

"Get away from him!" Taylor said as he stepped out from behind the trees he was hiding behind.

Dean spun around and stood glaring at him clenching and unclenching his fists.

"Taylor you son of a bitch I'm going to kill you!"

"Get away from him or you'll take his place!" Taylor shouted as he pointed his gun at Dean.

"Look Taylor all I want is my brother…" Dean said trying to reason with him, he knew if he got himself shot Sam would die. "I'll help you catch this thing, no one has to die, just let me get my brother back to the cabin."

"No one's going anywhere…Don't you smell that?...It's already here with us…"

Dean sniffed the air and could just make out the sulfur smell slowly getting more pungent. He quickly hurried over to Sam.

"Dean…you got to get out of here…it's coming…" Sam said through shivering teeth.

"I'm not going without you Bro." Dean said as he wrapped the blanket around Sam. It was then he saw the knife cuts on Sam's stomach and realized that Taylor had cut his brother. "That son of a bitch!" Dean said through teeth clenched in hate. All he wanted to do was get his hands around Taylor's throat but he knew he had to get Sam back to the cabin before the thing attacked. He knew the cabin would offer little protection but anything was better then being out here in the open.

"I can't make it Dean…and you can't make it with me…"

Dean knew Sam was right. His brother was extremely weak and he knew there was no way he could carry him through the heavy snow but he had to get him out of there. He leaned down and put Sam's arm around his shoulder then stood up. Sam leaned heavily on Dean as he tried to walk him back to the cabin.

"Leave him!" Taylor said walking forward. "The thing won't come if I don't have bait."

"Bait! My brother's not bait you bastard!"

"Leave him or you're dead!" Taylor pointed the gun at Dean.

"Is this what you did with the others? You forced them off the mountain and used them as bait to try to catch this thing. Is that where you make your money, selling their snowsuits and jewelry after they're dead?"

"They were foolish enough to venture off the marked paths. They deserved what they got."

"No one deserves what you did to them."

Taylor walked closer to them.

"Drop him right now or I swear I'll kill you."

"I don't think so." Dean said as he quickly swung his gun up and fired at Taylor shooting the gun out of his hand.

Taylor screamed in pain and grabbed his hand.

"Now let's see whose blood he's going to go for." Dean said as he continued helping Sam toward the cabin.

The sulfur smell was getting stronger and they knew the creature was nearby.

Dean continued helping Sam back to the cabin but it was slow going since Sam was unable to put any pressure on his leg. Taylor, now injured himself, trailed behind them.

They were about halfway to the cabin when Sam looked up and hissed in his breath.

"Dean…"

Dean looked at Sam then over to where Sam was looking. The creature stood directly in their path.

TBC