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Burial Ground

Chapter ten

Dean fired his gun at the wolves as he ran down the hill toward the bloody scene.

"Get away from him!"

He was too far away to actually hit the wolves but the sound of the gun shots sent them running off in different directions.

"Sam!" Dean screamed as he fell to his knees next to the body which was lying on his stomach and gently turned him over. "Sammy…." The man looked enough like Sam to be his brother but it wasn't him. Dean let out the breath he didn't realize he had been holding. He immediately began to check the man's injuries and could tell they were massive. Dean knew he was beyond help. The man's eyes suddenly flew open and they pleaded with Dean to help him. He tried to talk but his throat had been severely damaged and no sound came out.

"Take it easy buddy…take it easy. Help's coming…" Dean lied to the man trying to give him some hope even though he knew there wasn't any. Even if he could get him to the hospital there would be no way to save him, he was too badly injured. He squeezed the man's shoulder trying to comfort him as he looked down river hoping to see some sign of his brother; he never heard the man and women who came out of the woods behind him.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" The man asked.

Dean spun around on his knees still holding the gun. When he saw the couple he quickly lowered it as he stood up.

"I was hiking with my brother and we got separated."

The man and woman looked over at the river which was still filled with rapidly flowing water.

"What the hell's going on? That was a dry river bed when we came through here a few hours back."

"It's hard to explain….Are you Andy?"

"No." The man looked at him suspiciously. "Who are you and why are you looking for Andy."

Dean figured he might as well tell them about the curse, he knew it would sound crazy but he didn't have time to beat around the bush. When he was finished he looked down at the man on the ground who now had blood gurgling out of his mouth and was quickly fading.

"Is this Andy?" Dean asked as he once more knelt on the ground and pulled the man into his arms trying to help him breathe a little easier and trying to give him what comfort he could. But the gesture was in vain, the man went into convulsions and shortly after died. Dean gently lowered him to the ground. "Is this Andy?" He asked again.

The man nodded as he stared at his friend's body.

"Then you must be Mike and Andrea."

"How do you know us?" Andrea asked.

"I ran across a friend of yours and he told me your names." Dean shook his head sadly. "This curse is going to kill more people unless we can find the bow and take it back to the burial ground." Dean pulled off the dead man's backpack and went through it but couldn't find the artifact.

"How do we know you're telling us the truth? How do we know you're not some kind of a lunatic running around out here in the woods?" Mike asked. "How do we know you just don't want to rob us?"

"You don't." Dean could see the fear in the man's eyes and didn't blame him one bit. His friends were dying one by one and then some stranger tells him a weird story about an Indian curse. No, he didn't blame the man at all. "Look…first I need to find my brother; he got swept away in the river. Then I need you to show me where you've been. Maybe Andy hid the bow…I need to find it….I need to return it to its rightful place. It's the only thing that will end this curse, and end these deaths." Dean walked a few steps down river then turned back to the couple. "I think we should stick…."

He didn't have a chance to finish his sentence. Mike had pulled a gun out of his backpack and now had it pointed at him. Dean held his hands out to his side.

"Drop the gun!" Mike ordered.

"Look ….I know you're scared, you have a right to be after what happened to your friends. But I'm not the enemy. The enemy is out there all around us. Now if I don't find that bow more people are going to die. Do you want that on your conscious?"

"I said drop the gun!" Mike's hand shook as he held the gun still pointed at Dean.

"I need this gun….and I need to find my brother…I suggest we all work together or none of us will make it out of these woods alive." Dean kept his hands out at his sides trying to show them he meant them no harm. He thought he had just about convinced them to go with him but it was then he saw the fear on their faces' as they looked at something behind him.

TBC