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Snow Beast

Chapter fourteen

Dean kept pulling the sled toward the lodge as he kept glancing back at the creature that followed them but stayed behind the trees. The snow was deeper here and Sam could hear Dean's labored breathing as he tried to drag the sled behind him.

"Dean you're going to kill yourself. Leave me….please; it's my blood he smells. If you're with me when he attacks he'll kill both of us."

Dean ignored him; his only thought was to get his brother to the relative safety of the lodge. Once there he could call for help and maybe set a trap and kill the thing.

"Dean listen to me, if you die there will be no one left who knows how to kill this thing. Just think of all the people who might die needlessly." Sam tried to reason with him.

"You might as well shut up Sammy because I'm not leaving you here to become that things next meal."

"But…"

"No buts about it. We get to the lodge together or we die here on this mountain together, those are our only two options."

"That's just plain stupid Dean. I'd leave you here in a heartbeat."

"Yeah sure you would."

"I would." Sam lied; he knew he would die protecting his brother just like his brother was going to die protecting him if he stayed. Sam looked over to where he had last seen the creature and could see it was still out there watching them. Why didn't it attack he wondered? Maybe it had eaten its fill and was just watching to see where they were going so if it got hungry later it wouldn't have to search for them.

An hour later

They finally made it to the lodge. Dean helped Sam over to a sofa in the lounge then picked up a phone, it was dead.

"You wait here Sam, I'm going to radio for help. If you see that thing…yell."

"Don't worry you'll be the first to know." Sam gave Dean a small smile, grateful that they were both still alive and at least now had some shelter.

Ten minutes later

Dean returned to the lounge and sat down beside his brother.

"I got hold of them but they won't be able to make it in till tomorrow afternoon. All the helicopters are tied up with other rescues right now."

"Oh…okay." Sam tried to hide his nervousness. He knew the creature had followed them there and it was only a matter of time before it attacked, and he knew with his injured leg he wouldn't be much help to Dean. Dean knew the same thing. The thing was following the blood scent from Sam's leg. But this time he'd be ready. There was plenty of firewood and lighter fluid at the lodge. As soon as he got Sam comfortable he'd arrange a circle in the snow and be ready for it when it came.

"Let me take a look at that leg." Dean said as he pulled Sam's leg up onto the sofa and pushed back his snowsuit. Sam's leg was still black and blue and painful looking but at least it wasn't hot to the touch which meant his fever had finally broke. Dean knew he should be okay as long as the infection didn't return and with a little rest should be fine. "Looks good, I'm pretty sure it's not broken just bruised really bad, but it looks like the infection drained and you should be fine."

"Thanks."

"For what?"

"For getting me off that mountain."

"You would have done the same for me Sam. No big deal." Dean stood up and walked over to the window. These brotherly moments made him uncomfortable.

"What are we going to do?"

"Well first off we're not doing anything I'm doing it. I want you to stay off that leg before you really screw it up." When Sam started to protest he added. "I mean it Sam. You're lucky we caught that infection in time, you could have lost that leg."

"Well then what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to set up a circle of logs and soak them in lighter fluid. Then if that thing comes back I'll lure him out there and light it up. One shot directly into its heart should do it according to Dad's journal."

"I'll be the bait." Sam put up his hand when he saw Dean about to argue with him. "Dean, that thing smells blood. Well I'm the one who's bleeding he'll come after me. I'm feeling a lot better and I'm a good shot. Let me do this…Please."

"Nope, ain't going to happen. There's plenty of meat in the freezer and all I have to do is thaw out some and squeeze the blood into the circle that should draw him in."

"You have an answer for everything." Sam smiled.

"Sure, I'm the smart good looking one."

"What does good looking have to do with anything."

"Just thought I'd throw that in." Dean grinned.

"Well good looking isn't going to keep you alive Bro."

"Yeah, but it can't hurt and I'll make a good looking corpse."

"Not funny."

"Sure it is…" Dean glanced outside. "Now let's see if I can set the trap and rid ourselves of that thing once and for all."

TBC