Thanks for the reviews. I decided to add another chapter today because I want to finish this by Friday.

Snow Beast

Chapter thirteen

Dean gently lowered Sam to the ground then stood protectively in front of him. He knew there was little he could do to protect his brother if the creature attacked.

"Dean…please…get out of here." Sam knew Dean might stand a chance without him but if he stayed the creature would kill both of them.

"I'm not going anywhere Sam, we're in this together."

The creature slowly approached them as it sniffed the air smelling the fresh blood.

"Dean, Dad needs you…you got to go…"

Dean pointed his gun at the creature; he knew he couldn't kill it, not with just a bullet. According to their dad's journal it had to be surrounded by a ring of fire. But he remembered how the creature had been afraid of gunfire and he hoped to be able to scare it off long enough for them to reach the cabin. He also knew if he wounded it, it would only cause it to go into a rage which wouldn't help their situation at all. He pointed the gun in the air and was about to fire when the creature suddenly turned away from them and toward Taylor who was trying to run back into the woods.

"Taylor don't move!" Dean shouted a warning to him. He could tell that the creature was attracted to the movement. As much as he hated Taylor for what he was going to do to his brother he didn't want the creature to claim another life. If Taylor needed to be dealt with, he wanted to be the one to do it.

Taylor ignored him and continued running. They watched in horror as the thing caught up to him and with one hard swipe of its paw knocked him to the ground. Dean fired into the air in an attempt to stop the thing but it had no affect. The creature began ripping Taylor apart as it began to feed off of him. He screamed in agony but his screams were silenced as the creature ripped his throat out. Dean quickly helped Sam up and turned away from the bloody sight, he knew there was nothing they could do to help him.

The Cabin

They finally made it to the cabin and Dean quickly barricaded the door even though he knew that if creature wanted in the door wasn't about to keep him out. Dean helped Sam over to the fireplace and sat him down on a chair to warm up. He then helped him put his snowsuit back on then checked his leg. Dean was surprised that Sam's foot looked a little better even after all he had just gone through. He still had a slight fever but it appeared that the infection had drained and that he should be okay as long as he stayed off his leg.

"Hey what were you saying to Taylor about the clothes and jewelry…You don't really think he killed those people do you?" Sam asked after he had stopped shivering.

"It looks that way. I found a bunch of snowsuits and jewelry out in the shed. I think he trapped those people then left them out there as bait so he could lure the thing in and capture it, just like he was going to do with you."

Sam shook his head sadly.

"All those people died for nothing. There's no way he was going to be able to capture that thing."

"Yeah, but he didn't know that. All he saw was the money and fame he would have had if he had captured it and sold it. All those people dead and for what? That thing's still out there."

"What are we going to do Dean? The firewood's running out and if that thing attacks…"

"There's plenty of firewood at the shed but I'm not leaving you alone while I go get it and it wouldn't make any sense to drag you out there with me. Taylor has a couple of toboggan like sleds out back, I think while that thing is feeding I pack you up on one and haul your ass back to the lodge."

"Dean, the snow's too deep; you'll wear yourself out dragging me down there. Why don't you go, you'll make it down faster on your own. Then you can call for help, I'll wait here…I'll be fine."

"No, we go together, or we don't go at all."

"You could make it down by yourself in about two hours while that thing's occupied." Sam swallowed the bile that rose in his throat as he remembered Taylor being devoured in front of their eyes. "Dragging me could take twice that long."

"Then it takes twice as long." Dean looked at his brother. "Sam if that thing follows us here this door isn't keeping it out. And I'm not letting you here to become dessert for it. We're going together and we're going now. Once we get to the lodge we can call for help and we can barricade ourselves inside till it arrives. Or if that thing shows up we have plenty of firewood and lighter fluid, maybe we can still end it."

Sam knew protesting would be useless.

"Well then we better get moving." He said as he got up and tried to walk toward the door, but the pain in his leg was too much and he ended up grabbing the table so he wouldn't go down.

"Damn it Sam stay off that leg! I'll bring the sled around."

Dean went out back and brought one of the toboggans around then helped Sam onto it then covered him with a couple of blankets. He knew they had to hurry. He had no idea how long the creature would be occupied with Taylor's body.

It was slow going and they had traveled about three hours and could now see the lodge just over the next hill.

Dean looked back at Sam and smiled.

"We made it."

"I don't think so." Sam said looking off into the trees where the creature stood watching them.

TBC