I know I know… you are thinking.. "Where the hell is that update on Blind and Alone!" But I had a bit of a brainstorm in the barn yesterday and it HAD to happen! Its not much so I figured I'd let it happen… and today while I was Cable Guy sitting for my brother I had all the time in the world to pop this out.
Its Just a bit of mushie Angst… I can't help myself.
I promise more Blind and Alone very soon! I just wanted to take a break with this for a moment…
Tomorrow I'm going to take a drive up to Vermont (I live in New York). My father is buried up there and It's a yearly trip I make every spring. So I don't think I'll be updating tomorrow unless I get out of here early and back early enough for it.
So please bare with me! And I hope you enjoy this bag of angst lol
ALSO I DID Research this Buggane. So I at least put effort into the monster! LOL
K read on…
"Dean are you sure its going to follow us?" Sam said nervously as he turned in the passenger seat of the Impala to look out the back window. It was pitch dark out on the desolate back round and all he could see was the back seat.
"We pissed it off when we shot at it back there Sammy. It'll follow us now."
"Damn…" Sam exclaimed while siding back into placed on the leather seat. "That thing was ugly!"
"Buggane's usually are." Dean pointed out while concentrating on taking the sharp turns up the windy hill road. Determination rolled off of him. Dean was in his element right now. This was his job and when he finally took it seriously there was no turning back.
"I mean… The thing looked like half horse and half man. I've only heard about Centaurs looking like that. But this one was different. It had long black hair all over!"
"Sam I saw it alright!" Dean said exasperated. "You are acting like you've never seen something like this before."
"I'm sorry… I guess I'm a little excited now that we know how to kill it. Who knew you knocking into one of those candle holders at the church would actually help!"
"More like thrown into it and thanks for the reminder little brother." Dean growled and took an other turn. He was lucky enough to have rolled away before anything on him could burn but the creature wasn't and one of the flames bit into the fur on its paw… feet... whatever the hell they were.
Fire was their answer.
"Yea that. Well we should have figured it out before. They live around water. Something as simple as fire had to be the answer but we were complicating it. And now we're out of Silver bullets." Sam looked at his brother knowing he'd be pissed he brought that up.
"What do you want from me? The front of the thing looked like a werewolf… It was too dark to see its friggin HOOVED end Sam!"
"I know Dean I'm just pressing your buttons… Just pay attention to the road…" Sam added when another sharp corner came into view.
Dean glanced at Sam with aggravation glittering in his eyes. It was all that was needed to make the rest of the trip up the hill quiet.
The boys both knew they had to get the creature away from the small town and its church. They had only hunted it a day before it showed up to take an other churchgoer home for dinner.
Their best bet was a Ravine at the end of this long twisting road. If they could just get a few good shots at it with some flare guns then at least they could let it go in the Ravine and no one below in town would be the wiser. From the maps it was on the outskirts of town. They couldn't have asked for a better spot.
It would be a clean hunt.
But of course the unexpected always seemed to find the Winchester brothers.
Dean pulled the Impala to a stop at the guardrail at the pull off. He could see the drop off just ahead of him.
"Ok Sammy… Here… " Dean pulled out two flare guns and handed one to his brother from the back on the back seat. "We both only have one shot at this thing so lets make them count ok?"
"Gotcha" Sam replied. He had finally settled into the task and along with his brother, was now all business.
Sam pushed open the door to the Impala and hoped out. He glanced around the clearing looking for any movement. When he found none he walked into the beams of light from the headlights of the car waiting for his brother to join him. It was taking Dean an awful long time to follow.
"Dean! Come on man it cant be far off!"
"I'm just making sure we don't have an other gun! I don't like how we only have one sho…."
But Dean's words were cut off when a large black-haired creature appeared out of nowhere, landing on the roof of the Impala and plunging its human arm into the metal.
"DEAN!" Sam screamed in concern. He couldn't see much with the headlights in his eyes and he ran to the passenger side of the car, the closest to him at the time, to get to his brother.
Sam found his brother struggling viciously with the long hairy arm of the Buggane and went to pull open the door to help.
"NO Sam! NO!"
"But Dean I can help pull you out!"
Dean dodged a swipe to the head and reached down trying to grab something alongside the seat and the door.
'Oh no.' Sam thought to himself… 'Dean dropped the flare gun.'
"Sam! Don't get in here! Shoot it!"
'DUH' If Sam didn't have a job to do he'd physically kick his own ass for his moment of absentmindedness.
"Right!" Sam yelled back in response and went to step back a couple steps from the car for good aim.
But he didn't get far. A sharp hoof swung around and kicked the gun right from his hands. Sam watched it clatter to the ground not far from the drop off of the cliff into the ravine. Sam openly cursed and turned back just in time to miss an other kick at his head.
The swift move caught him off balance and Sam put his arms out to stop a face first fall into the dirt.
A sharp snarl from the creature and Deans voice as he shouted "You stinkin Bastard" brought Sam back to his feet and back to the door of the Impala.
Deans jacket was firmly in the Buggane's sharp claw and it pulled up hard like it was attempting to pull Dean through the small hole it had just made in the roof. Dean wiggled free of the leather jacket and looked up just in time to see it ripped through the hole.
"Sammy!" Dean yelled in the slight pause as the creature sniffed the jacket. Sam's eyes went from the Buggane to Dean. "There's only one way to do this…"
"How is that?" Sam looked up as he saw Deans jacket flung to the ground. It looked even more angry to Sam and he figure it was because it knew now who shot at it in the church earlier.
Dean didn't bother answering as he took this opportunity to throw the car in Drive, his foot still on the brake.
"What are you doing!" Sam scream at the realization of his brother's plan. No! There had to be an other way!
"There is no other way Sammy. We have no other choice!"
"Yes there is Dean! There is always an other way! Get out of the car!" Sam's voice was desperate. He knew his brother. Once he had an idea he was stubborn about it.
Suddenly the monsters arm slid back through the hole and grabbed Dean by the shoulder, holding him in place. It was almost like the damn thing knew the plan and figured he'd take one of them with him any way it could.
A breath hitched in Sam's throat at noticing his brother's lack of fighting. Dean looked at him; hazel eyes bore into Sam's. He knew Dean wanted to leave this moment as just an understanding between two brothers. A Look was supposed to be enough for him to except that Dean considered this his fate… his hero job completed.
But Sam wanted nothing to do with that crap!
"NOOO" Sam scream! "NOO! Get out Dean! Get out!"
"I can't Sam…" Dean turned his head towards the Drop off and Sam felt the large old engine shudder as Dean revved it.
"DEAN you are NOT a superhero destined to rid the world of bad things! It's not your JOB! You think it is but it isn't... it's not worth your life!"
The buggane seemed to have had enough of this brotherly heartfelt moment and decided to bring the attention back to itself by taking its other clawed hand and punching an other hole in the roof. Now it grasped Dean by the shoulder and the neck. Keeping him securely in place.
Sam paused… why wasn't he struggling with the monster! Why was he accepting this!
But what Sam didn't know was that the Buggane was controlling the situation. And Dean knew it. It was the creature that allowed them so much time to talk without action from itself. It was that "thing" that held Dean in such a way that the slightest wrong move and his neck would be broken… death instantaneous.
But Dean figured if he could just get his foot mashed on the pedal then everything would be ok. Even if he were dead before the car hit the cliff he still would have won. The buggane was not smart enough to realize the determination of a Winchester. He'd win against this thing… even in death.
The Impala would most likely catch fire. With the full tank sloshing in the back it would only take a simple spark to ignite and take this bastard thing to its grave.
But Dean only wished he wouldn't be going with it as he looked into his brothers pleading eyes. He hated seeing Sam so upset. Even when they were younger it was his job to make sure Sammy was happy and healthy at all times. His father wasn't much help and they both knew that.
It was Deans Job to protect Sam… and he was going to do so right now.
"Love you little brother" Dean said in almost a whisper.
Time stopped for a moment as the two locked eyes… Dean never said that. Ever…
Sam couldn't even say it back. The Impala burst into action with such force that Sam stumbled back and yet again met the ground hard.
The young hunter watched helplessly as the black Chevy headed straight for the cliff, taking the creature and bits of guardrail and dust with it.
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" His screams were loud as he tried to will it to stop before it plunges into the ravine.
But no words could stop it now and Sam watched in horror as the car holding his brother flew off the cliff and went straight down like a rock in water.
Since when did this hunt go terrible wrong! And WHY? This could not be happening!
Sam lifted himself off the ground and ran over to the edge. He watched as the Impala came to a rest on its roof.
Dean's baby… It took him right to his death…
The only problem though was that the car didn't burst into flames and he could hear scratching as the Monster tried to claw its way out from under neither the car.
Sam collapsed to the ground... not caring that the monster was escaping. His brother was gone! And all because of this damn job! Anger and Sadness mixed together and tears poured down his face as he fell to his knees
Sam lost all sense of time as he lay there feeling broken inside and out.
'Dean said he'd never leave me!' His mind reminded him… 'He said he never would!'
"Dean! Don't leave me! I'm scared!" A young Sam clutched his comforter tight at the edge and lifted it up till only his eyes were visible. He didn't want to be alone!"It's ok Sammy. I'll just be in the other room." Dean said while turning the light back on to go comfort his younger brother.
"But what if that guy in the white mask comes to get me!"
Dean walked over to Sam's bed and sat down next to him, pulling the covers down from Sam's face.
"Sammy that guy isn't really. It was just a movie. Jason isn't coming to get you."
"But… But… are you sure he's not real?" Sam's tiny voice was shaky.
"Yes I'm sure. Its just fiction Sammy… That's all. Not real. Don't you think me and dad would know if it was?"
Sam looked up into his big brothers eyes and just knew he was telling the truth. Dean always told him the truth.
"Yea I guess."
"Ok then its settled. Time for bed." Dean stood up and started walking back towards the door, angry with himself for letting Sam stay up late to watch the Saturday night Horror movie with him. Dad would have never let him stay up this late and never for a Horror movie but Dean thought maybe Sammy was old enough to handle it. He still did.
"Wait… Dean?"
"Yea Sammy…" He said. His hand hovering over the light switch.
"You aren't gonna leave me are you?"
Dean sighed and moved to lean in the doorway to look straight at his little brother.
"I'm not going anywhere Sammy. I'll be right here."
"Promise you'll never leave?"
"I'll never leave Sammy… I promise."
Dean watched as Sam smiled, satisfied with his answer and due to his big brothers protective presence Sam quickly relaxed and slid into sleep.
Dean walked back over to his brother and fixed the comforter over his small form.
"I'll always be with you Sammy… Even when I'm not around… I'll always be here." He whispered before turning back towards the door and shutting the light off.
Dean never new that Sam heard those last words. Sam wanted to show His big brother he wasn't scared and pretended to fall asleep.
Those words stayed with him his whole life. Out of all the things his big brother had told or said to him he knew those words were the most important.
He now knew they were meant for this moment.
Dean would always be with him… Even when he was not around.