An Unplanned Reunion
"Turn left… Dean…. TURN LEFT DEAN!"
"There's nothing to the left. Where do you want me to turn into?"
"Jesus Dean just turn!"
"Dean just listen to her."
"I swear Dean-"
"Fine!" He whipped the car to the left. "Make me dirty up my car." he mumbled. He was still mad at me for killing the motel manager and threatening him on the hood of his own car.
"Now stop."
"Why?"
"Do you have to question everything I say?"
"Do you have to be so demanding?"
"I'll kill you I swear I will." my voice tense. He hit the brakes hard, making me slam my head on the dashboard.
"That's it! GRAOR" I unbuckled my seat belt and jumped on top of Dean in the drivers seat. I wasn't going to really hurt him, but he did deserve a few scratches here and there. Sam stood back letting us fight it out in the front seats and watched his big brother get fucked up by a girl.
"Alright alright. Mercy!" He shouted throwing me back.
"Asshole." I grabbed my head where it met the dashboard and felt a bump forming underneath the skin. "We're going to be half dead by the time we reach Damion if you two don't learn to play nice." Sam said.
"She started it."
"Hey YOU started it."
"GUYS!" Sam shouted
"Get out the car. We're traveling by foot."
"By foot?" Dean looked at me like I was crazy.
"Seriously, you need to stop questioning me. We're to close to the compound to travel by car. If they hear the car then we're screwed, so by foot is the safest way, we're walking the rest. Grab as much gun power as you can and lets get a move on."
"What about my car? I'm not going to just leave it here."
"This is a dead road Dean. No one comes here, if your so worried about it then cover it with snow or something." Sam got out the car and walked to the trunk popping it open, taking whatever he could grab. "Well?" I said staring at Dean who sat quietly in his seat. He threw open his door and made his way to the trunk.
"WATCH THE CAR! YOUR GUNNA HURT THE POOR BABY!" I said mockingly.
After getting as much weapons as possible we started our long walk. They weren't to happy about it but after many years I learned to love taking long silent walks, only this time is wasn't so silent. Dean kept annoying me with his smart comments, constantly getting on my case about crap that didn't concern him.
"What the hell is wrong with you lately?" I asked Dean as calm as possible.
"Your leading us into nowhere."
"I'm leading you to where we have to go. Why is it so hard for you to trust me? "
"Lets see… you lied to us for two weeks about being a werewolf, turned us into one, and then murdered an innocent person… I think that about sums it up."
"Hey at least I never left your side like everyone else in your life!" his expressions went tense.
"What do you mean by that?"
"I may have lied to you and turned you into this but I never once left your side. Cant say the same for your father though." I said hitting a nerve. "You think I don't know? The moment I tasted your blood your life flashed before MY eyes. Your father ditched you after you gave your dreams up to fight by his side."
"Shut up."
"He sent you off on a hunt as a distraction to get rid of you."
"SHUT UP."
"Even your own father left you." my eyes narrowing down on his. One tear formed in his eye, and I realized I had pushed it. One of the worst things I hated seeing was a guy crying, especially one as strong as Dean. I guess you can say I had a weak spot for criers.
"Dean… I didn't mean-"
"Are we going or not?" he interrupted. I turned around and whispered under my breath "…sorry" I knew he could hear me no matter how low I spoke but that was the point. Sam laid one hand on Dean's shoulder but Dean shrugged him off. Sam had left him too and at the moment didn't want to be comforted by his little brother.
After a few hours of walking I picked up a scent in the cold air and pulled out my gun. Dean and Sam had picked up the scent as well and did the same. I turned around following the scent and, right pass the boys were a huge pack of werewolves. I lowered my weapon in shock of how many there were… maybe thirty or forty.
"Aw c'mon!" I exclaimed. The boys turned around and instinctively began firing their weapons. The pack started running their way toward us. One by one they started dropping on the floor riddled with silver bullets. Thank god for guns. I thought as I shot down a few beasts. The females were to fast to focus on so we focused on taking down the males. They were now much to close to be shooting at, most of them now girls.
"Save the bullets." I yelled. Before you knew it we were each fighting two or three beast at a time, most of them attacking me. The boys were having a bit of trouble with the girls. Sam had gotten bit on his hind leg and fell to the floor. Two or three females pounced on him biting down on his arms and legs. "Dean!"
Sam yelled as a plea for his brother. There was no way Dean could reach Sam in time, especially with everyone attacking him. In the middle of my own battle I jumped out of the circle that the males had formed around me. I quickened my pace to Sam's side and threw off the three females braking their necks in the process. I picked him up to his feet and was quickly pulled down and dragged into the grip of another female, her speed even giving me trouble. I changed back into human form and grabbed my handgun shooting it into her chest. Her body went limp and I threw her off me. Dean was getting tackled the most so I ran to his side changing back into a werewolf.
"Sorry about before." I said as I took down another beast.
"I don't think now is the time to be apologizing." he responded.
"It's as good of a time as any. At least-" I cut myself off at the sight of who was in front of me. Keeping my gaze I slowly backed up until my back pushed up against Deans. All the werewolves stopped their battles and watched my movements.
"Why'd they stop?" Sam yelled out. Dean turned around and grabbed my waist to keep me from backing up, he followed my gaze at what was in front of me.
"Dad?" I cocked my head to the side. Dean stood behind me in shock as he looked at the beast in front of me.
"Dad… is that really you?"
"Hello Rec."
"Dad!" I ran into his arms, holding him as tight as possible. It's been so long since I had last seen him.
After a few seconds Dean came running behind me and I turned my head to see why. My father… I looked back up at my father in pain as he dug his claws into my back and bit my neck. Dean ripped me out of his grip and began fighting my father. Sam came beside me and started fighting the werewolves that began to attack me on the floor. My father let out a loud howl and flexed his muscles, making him much larger then he already was. His body multiplying in size into an enormous beast. Dean mimicked his motions, learning from each move he made and mutated into a larger stronger beast. Sam ripped apart several of the other werewolves and stood by my side. I constantly tried picking myself up despite the pain in my back and neck, but was unsuccessful in doing so. "Stay down!" Sam yelled over his shoulder. I was never use to giving up, never had anyone to depend on, and I wasn't going to start now because I had Sam and Dean to lean on for the moment. I changed back into a human and helped Sam out by shooting down several beasts. I watched Dean and my father battle, turning the snow around us a dark red. Sam finished off the last of the werewolves and dropped down by my side.
" C'mon lets get you out of here."
"No… I want to see him. I want to see him fall."
Dean dodged a blow from my fathers huge talons and struck back puncturing dads throat. My father tackled Dean to the floor, both rolling wildly around each other scratching and biting into the others flesh. Dean bit down on my fathers throat and didn't let go until he stopped moving. After my dad stood motionless on the floor Dean detached his teeth from fathers throat and gasped for air as though the hole time he wasn't breathing. He walked over to me and Sam kneeling beside me.
"You okay?"
"I hate it when people ask if your okay when your obviously not."
He lets out a soft chuckle, "Wow"
"What?"
"I find it ironic how you get on my dad… and yours literally stabs you in the back."
"Hey I never said my relationship with my dad was good either… Fuck man. My back seriously hurts."
"Rec, I don't know what to do for your wounds." Sam stated.
"Just pick me up. We need to keep going."
"There is no way we're going on with you like this."
"And where are we going to go Sam? The car is to far to walk back to. Just help me up and I'll be fine."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"You sent him?"
"Yes sir."
"What of it?"
"He had done some good, but the eldest boy took him down sir… and… he mutated sir"
"Mutated?"
"Yes sir, just like her father."
"It takes years to learn that."
"Yes sir, it seems he is much stronger then any of our wolves."
Damion looks around the room.
"How bad is she?"
"Sir?"
"Rec, how bad is she?"
"She is wounded pretty bad sir. It will definitely slow them down."
"Perfect. How much longer till that full moon?"
"Two days sir."
"Let them come, now get everyone out of here."
"Yes sir."
OK so I'm trying to work on dialogue cause that's my weak spot on writing, but I hope you enjoyed this chapter and happy fourth of July people!
