When the boys checked into the local motel both were extremely tense and frustrated. Sam went immediately to the bathroom to splash some cold water on his face in an attempt to calm down. While Dean paced angrily in the main room, muttering under his breath about pesky younger brothers who don't have the self-preservation God gave a damn goat.
Sam mean while was in still trying to calm down enough to reason with his brother rationally. After all they didn't have a whole lot of time to pull this hunt off before someone got eaten. "Alright just focus on the facts. Dean knows your right he's just being overprotective. Make sure you bring up saving a bunch of innocent lives. He'll never be able to say no then. Just don't yell, whatever you do hold your temper in check Samuel. That's how you end up in so much trouble. Don't say anything stupid and remember that you love your brother and you're grateful for all that he does for you. Save whacking him on the head with a cast irons skillet for last if necessary." With the last thought making him laugh Sam felt up to finally facing his stubborn older brother. Here goes nothing." Then he opened the door and went to confront Dean.
Dean however was having no such luck at calming down. All the could think about was his brother alone being chased by a giant troll through the forest, while he waited around like a bump on a log. "NO WAY!" Dean mentally shouted. "Not going to happen Sammy boy. You're just going to have to accept the fact that it will be over my dead body." With that thought echoing through his mind Dean heard the bathroom door open and turned around to see Sammy staring at him waiting for Dean to make the first move.
Seeing the still murderous look on Dean's face Sam knew this wasn't going to be easy. Raising his hands in a placating manner Sam said "Look Dean I know your upset, but just listen to me for a second will you please. Yes it is dangerous, but there are innocent lives at stake and a small window of opportunity here. The troll needs to be dead by sunrise tomorrow or a lot of people are going to die. I know you don't like the idea of me being bait. I get that really man I do, but it will work. It's not like I'm going to running from this thing for long. As soon as the troll comes after me you can get in position with the flamethrower. Once you're in place I'll lead the thing back. You distract him with a burst, which will give me time to get the other flamethrower then will keep him cornered until the sun comes up. The key to this plan is timing the rise of the sun. We don't want to have to wait very long. Cause this troll is not going to be a happy camper. So dude as much as I hate to say this you're going to have to just suck it up and let's kill this thing. That is unless you have a better idea?"
Dean standing there watching his brother outline his plan for the evening couldn't help but feel a flash of pride in his younger brother courage and willing self-sacrifice. That of course didn't mean he had to like it, just that he was proud of the man his brother was becoming. "Look Sam you know I don't have a better suggestion at least not with the time restraints we're working against, but you have to understand this goes against every instinct I've got. I'm the one who's supposed to be the one in danger not you. I mean I know that doesn't always work, but I hate the idea of you being chased and me not following to have your back. What if you trip, what if there is something in your way. You can't see in the dark, and it's not just a song man, the darkest hour is right before dawn. This is not going to be a cakewalk." Dean sat wearily on the bed rubbing his hands across his face. "I just feel like we don't have enough precautions in place."
Sam sat next to his brother and said "Hey I'd love to have two more weeks to plan this thing out perfectly but let's face it most of our best plans are always us slightly winging it man. I mean we always have an outline of what we're gunning for, but it never always goes the way you think. And man I know you want to protect me, but we've got to focus on saving someone else's life right now. As far as the darks concerned don't you still have a pair of those night vision goggles Caleb gave you? Also we've got some time before dark so we can go to the bridge and I'll work out the path I'm going to take now while it's light. How does that sound man?"
"The best I'm going to get I guess. Let's grab the gear and get going. I'll find the goggles when we get to the bridge. By the way how are you going to lure the troll out? I mean I know your bait, but wouldn't the troll be wary about coming out for your tasty ass that close to sunrise?" Dean queried.
"And that's why we're making a pit stop at the local butcher's counter in the supermarket before we head out." Sam said as he grabbed the room key and headed to the car.
"Well whoop-de-do for the man with the plan." Dean mutter sarcastically as he followed his brother out of the dingy room.
To be continued.
Yes I know very short chapter sorry. I will hopefully have this story finished by Sat. so don't worry I just haven't had the inspiration today. Reviews will help inspire, so please REVIEW. Is this story worth finishing? Am I boring you all to tears? Let me know.
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