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Blood Moon

Chapter four

Two days later - Evening

The brothers sat in their car across from Barnet's house waiting to follow him if he left it. Dean sat in the driver's seat loading their guns with silver bullets. He looked over at his brother who was unusually quiet.

"You okay?"

Sam only nodded.

Dean put his arm across the back of the seat and turned toward Sam.

"Look Sam, we have no choice in this, you know that. You're acting like you think I enjoy this. If Barnet doesn't change with the moon, then he's fine, he lives. But if he does, we got to end it. If he gets away from us who knows how many people he'll infect."

Sam looked down sadly.

"I know… it's just that….A lot of these things we kill once used to be human. And I just wish there would be a way to save them instead of killing them."

"The only way to save someone is if we kill the werewolf that infected them, and then it's still not a sure thing. You read Dad's journal, he thinks the infection will lessen over time as long as the infected person doesn't taste human blood. But with Barnet…we have no idea who infected him, and we have no idea if he's killed before. If he did….well then there's no way to help him except putting him out of his misery."

Dean put his hand up to silence their talk as Barnet came out of the house and casually got in his car.

"Doesn't look like a man whose about ready to go out looking for someone to slaughter does he?" Dean said looking through his side window.

Sam leaned down and looked out Dean's window.

"Maybe he's not. We don't know for sure that he was even bitten by the werewolf."

"Well the odds are he was." Dean stuck one of the guns into his waistband and handed Sam the other one.

"Why are you always so anxious to kill something?"

"What?" Dean looked over at Sam.

"You just seem to enjoy killing things."

"What the hell is that suppose to mean?"

"It's like you don't even want to consider the fact that this guy might not be infected."

"Yeah Sam I enjoy killing, I enjoy killing those evil son of a bitches out there, and you should too."

"Even when it's not his fault?"

"Sam, it may not be his fault but if he was bit he's going to kill or infect others, we kill him and we end his bloodline…simple as that."

Sam looked away and shook his head sadly. He knew Dean was right, if the man was infected and if he had already tasted human blood there was nothing they could do for him.

Dean waited till the man drove past them then followed at a safe distance.

Later

They followed Barnet throughout the evening and watched as he first stopped at a store and bought some groceries then stopped at a bar and had a few drinks. But as the moon started to come up he left the bar and headed out to a nearby lake surrounded by woods, he parked his car, and walked into the woods

"Here we go." Dean said as he parked his car a short distance away then he and Sam got out of the car and followed Barnet into the woods. But even though they were only a few seconds behind him he had already vanished into the thick woods. "Watch your back Sam." Dean said as he turned in a circle trying to decide which direction to head in.

They slowly and carefully walked into the woods listening for any sound that would indicate that Barnet was nearby.

"How did he disappear that quick?" Sam asked as they both took out their flashlights and shone them into the woods while keeping their gun out in front of them with their other hand.

"I don't know, just keep your eyes open."

They walked side by side constantly looking behind them as they walked. Then a noise to their left caused them to stop. They both pointed their flashlights to the left and could see the bushes moving in the distance.

"He's in there Sam let's go!" Dean shouted as he ran toward the bushes with Sam right behind him. But as Sam followed he tripped over a large root in the ground and went down hard, his gun flying from his hand.

"Dean wait!" He shouted a warning to his brother as he felt around the ground for his gun.

"Sam you okay?" Dean turned back to his brother.

"I lost my gun…be careful…" Using the flashlight Sam frantically looked around the ground for the dropped gun. When he found it he picked it up and pointed the light toward Dean. His eyes widened in fear as he saw two glowing eyes standing right behind his brother.

"Dean down!" Sam screamed as he ran toward Dean.

Dean dropped to the ground and rolled to the right just as his brother jumped protectively in front of him. Dean raised his gun, but not in time. He heard Sam cry out in pain as the creature attacked him.

TBC