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Blood Moon

Chapter twelve

"Good." Sam said sitting back and visibly relaxing. "Thanks." He hoped Dean would keep his promise. He knew he would rather die then turn into something they normally would be hunting.

Dean just shook his head and kept his eyes down as he cleaned Sam's wounds. He tried to keep his mind on the present and not allow himself to think of what might happen with the next full moon. He knew his Dad and Bobby were working on ways of destroying the virus that much was true, but he had no idea if they had come up with any. All he knew was that he had to get his brother to Bobby's and find out if there was anyway to help him. He had promised Sam he'd kill him if there was nothing they could do for him, but how the hell could he kill his own brother? He'd rather die himself then put a bullet in Sam. Dean's face wrinkled with worry when he came across a particularly deep wound.

"Damn it Sam, these are really bad…I still think you need to go to the hospital, if these cuts get infected…"

"If I go to the hospital there's going to be a lot of questions, especially if someone discovered Barnet's body. They'll call the cops Dean and we can't have cops snooping through our business, you know that."

"Yeah I know that…but these cuts are really deep and it they get infected we're not going to have a choice, you could die." When Sam still didn't seem convinced Dean continued. "Look, I can take you to another hospital out of state just to be safe."

"They're going to ask how I was hurt. Dean you can tell some of these are bite marks, what am I suppose to tell them? The wild dog attacks have been on the news nationwide; they'll put two and two together and figure I was in the area." Sam could see the worry on his brother's face. "Dean…" He said softly. "I appreciate that you're trying to help me and all but…we got to face reality, I've been bitten by a werewolf and there's nothing anyone can do for me."

"Damn it Sammy I don't want you giving the hell up until we know it's hopeless. If Dad was here he'd kick your ass just for thinking that way."

"Dean, I'm not scared to die. If it comes down to it I'd rather die then have to live month to month waiting for the next full moon….waiting to see what happens. It's my decision Dean, and I want you to respect it. You'll do that won't you?"

"We're heading for Bobby's as soon as I get you patched up." Dean said ignoring Sam's question.

"Dean, Bobby's a long way off."

"Then we'll fly."

Sam gave a little laugh.

"Fly? You're terrified of flying and I'm not going to put you through that. We can drive….we have a month till the next full moon."

"Okay, but we leave as soon as I'm done here."

Dean cleaned the wounds the best he could then had Sam take a shower to get rid of the dirt and blood that caked his body. He then stitched up the deeper wounds and smeared them with antibiotic cream then lightly bandaged them. He then took a quick shower himself. He could tell Sam was exhausted and helped him into the back seat of the Impala then jumped in the driver's seat and began the long ride to Bobby's

Later

Dean called Bobby from the road to make sure it was okay if they came. He knew it would take four days of driving straight through to reach Bobby's and he only stopped along the way to eat and to pull over at rest stops to get a few hours sleep before getting back on the road. Sam took over driving for a few hours each day but Dean knew he wasn't feeling well and insisted that he rest. He changed Sam's bandages every day and was glad to see that the wounds looked like they were slowly healing. His brother might have some nasty scars on his chest but at least they hadn't gotten infected.

They kept the conversation light through out the trip and never brought up the virus. But as they neared Bobby's Sam looked over at Dean, he knew they couldn't avoid the subject forever.

"Remember you promised, if this doesn't work…."

"Sam, it's going to work, I'm not even going to think otherwise and I don't want you to either."

"But if it doesn't…." Sam could see the haunted look on Dean's face. "Dean…if you can't do it I understand…I'll do it myself. I'll just go off somewhere alone. But you gotta promise me you won't try to stop me."

TBC