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Blood Moon

Chapter fourteen

Sam slowly turned around and walked back over to Dean and Bobby. Bobby could tell Sam needed to talk to his brother alone so he headed back toward his house.

"You boys come in when you're ready and make yourself at home." Bobby called back over his shoulder.

Sam looked at Dean.

"Well I guess that's it then."

"What are you talking about?"

"There's no hope…there's nothing anyone can do….it's over…I heard Bobby …."

"It's not over till it's over Sam. We still have time."

"How much, three weeks? That's not a lot of time Dean. I really think we need to say our goodbyes and I'll just be on my way." Sam figured he might as well leave Dean while he was well, he was glad they were with Bobby, he had always been like a second father to them and Sam knew he would watch out for Dean and help him to adjust to life without him.

"Damn it Sam you're not going anywhere. We have three weeks to try to find a cure. You heard Bobby; he said Dad and him were close to finding some way to fight this thing. And I don't want you giving up hope until there is none."

"Dean….I just figured it would be easier if I left now rather then wait till the last minute."

"Oh, and what am I suppose to do after you blow yourself away? Did you ever think about that Sam?"

"I'm sorry Dean…I don't want to hurt you but we really don't have a choice in this…and I don't want you to try to stop me; it's my life and my decision. There's no way I want to turn into one of those things and have you have to hunt me down."

"Okay, I won't try to stop you but at least give me two weeks to work with Bobby on a cure….when I called him he said we could stay as long as we needed to….I'm only asking for two weeks Sam, it's not that long. And then if we don't find anything, you're free to go."

"And you won't try to stop me?"

"No, I won't stop you."

"Okay, but only two weeks. If we can't find a cure I'm out of here before the next full moon…. Deal?"

"Deal."

Almost three weeks later

Dean had managed to talk Sam into staying a few more days. Days that were spent going over their dad's and Bobby's journals but Bobby kept coming up with the same conclusions. The only possible way to help Sam was if his blood was injected into Dean who had the same blood type. But it had to be injected during a full moon so that the virus was at its most potent phase. They were hoping that Dean's blood would build up antibodies which could then be injected back into Sam to hopefully destroy the virus. Dean knew Sam would throw a fit if he knew what they were planning and didn't want him to find out but he had heard them discussing it when they thought he was asleep and he immediately objected to it.

"No! No way! I'm not infecting my brother!" Sam told Bobby.

"It might be the only way to help you." Bobby stated.

"There's only one way to help me and that's with a bullet, and you both know that."

Dean looked over at Sam.

"Sam, I really think this will work….I'm willing to take the chance."

"Well I'm not! What if it doesn't work Dean? What if you get infected?...No, we're not doing it."

"Sam…."

"I said no….end of story."

"Okay then we'll think of something else." Dean said appearing to give in but he gave Bobby a little wink when Sam wasn't looking. This might be Sam's only hope and he'd be damned if he wasn't going to give it a try.

Later that night

Sam waited till Dean and Bobby were both asleep then packed his bag taking one of the guns loaded with silver bullets out of the trunk and put it in his bag. He then put a note next to Dean's cot and with tears in his eyes slipped out the door and into the night. It would be better this way and easier on Dean he thought as he started walking down the road determined to end it before anyone else got hurt.

TBC