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Blood Moon

Chapter thirteen

"Sam…" Dean shook his head and looked out the side window.

"You already promised me Dean….I just want to make sure you don't go back on your word."

"We're almost there." Dean turned the music up and ignored Sam.

Bobby's

They pulled up at Bobby's, got out of the car, and stepped around the various car parts that lay scattered around his yard.

A German Shepherd puppy came running up to meet them.

"Hey boy." Sam knelt down next to it and petted it. He was relieved when the puppy didn't sense the virus in him and back away.

"Bobby, you home!" Dean shouted.

The door flew open and Bobby came out smiling.

"Hey boys, nice to see you again."

"Nice dog." Sam said standing up.

"Still miss my old one, but she'll do." He looked back and forth between the brothers. "I heard about John, I'm sorry, he was a good man, a good friend."

"Yeah he was." Dean said softly.

"Well, what have you two been up to? Keeping yourselves out of trouble I hope."

"We've got a problem Bobby and I'm hoping you can help. I didn't want to explain it over the phone."

"Sure, whatever I can do, you know that."

"Remember awhile back you and Dad were working on a serum to cure the virus from a werewolf bite?"

"Yeah." Bobby's face wrinkled with worry. "You know someone that got bit?"

Dean took a deep breath.

"Yeah….Sam."

"Sam?" Bobby looked at Sam and Sam could see the fear and worry in his eyes.

"Yeah, he was attacked last full moon."

"And the werewolf that attacked him?"

"He's dead."

Bobby shook his head sadly as he looked at Dean.

"Dean…"

It was obvious Bobby didn't want to talk in front of Sam.

"It's okay Bobby….what ever you have to tell Dean you can say in front of me." Sam said.

Bobby still kept silent.

"What is it Bobby?" Dean asked.

"Dean…your Dad and I never found the cure."

"But Dad was so sure you two were close to finding one." Dean felt like he had been hit in the stomach. He had been sure Bobby could help, but now his hope was being shattered.

"Close, yeah….but…" Bobby shook his head. "But close doesn't win ballgames."

"Hey…" Sam put his hand on Dean's shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze when he saw the look of devastation on his brother's face. "It's okay….you tried…This wasn't a sure thing, we both knew that."

Dean wasn't about to give up. He looked at Bobby.

"How close were you?"

"Pretty close…but then John went off on a hunt….and …well now he's gone. I haven't worked on it since he left."

"Well how 'bout me? Can't you and I work on it?"

"I don't know Dean, the research kind of came to a standstill after John left."

When Sam walked away and stood looking out over a field deep in thought, Dean walked closer to Bobby not wanting his brother to hear.

"Bobby, I'm not losing my brother to this damn virus. There's got to be something we can do."

"I'm sorry Dean but right now the only alternative you have is to lock him up every full moon. Hopefully if he doesn't taste human blood the virus will lose its potency over time."

"How much time?"

"Months, years….there's no way of knowing."

"Sam isn't going to like to hear that…if he finds out there's no hope…I'm…." Dean swallowed hard before continuing. "I'm scared I'm going to lose him Bobby. I'm scared he's going to kill himself."

"Would he really do that?"

"Knowing Sam yeah…if he thinks he's protecting someone." Dean gave a little smile. "Sammy's always been willing to sacrifice himself to save someone." He said with pride.

"Yeah, you Winchesters are like that."

"Yeah." Dean said remembering how his dad sacrificed his life so he could live. He looked over at Sam who still had his back to him and swore that he'd die before he'd lose another member of his family.

TBC