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Burial Ground
Chapter eighteen
"Damn it!" Dean swore as he grabbed Sam's arm. "That son of bitch must have been hiding in the rug." He said as he took out his knife and made a quick cut across the puncture marks. He then began sucking out the venom and spitting it out.
"Dean don't!" Sam tried to pull his arm away but Dean held on tight as he continued trying to get the venom out of his brother's arm. "We have a snake bite kit, use that." Sam didn't want to take the chance that any of the poison would get into his brother's system.
"I don't have time; I've got to get as much poison out as soon I can." Dean looked over at the couple. "Everybody get back inside." He ordered them as he led Sam back into the cabin as he continued sucking the poison out of his arm.. He led Sam over to the only cot in the room and made him lie down. He then took off his shirt and ripped two long strips from it. He tied one above and one below the bite. He then put a low cabinet next to the cot.
"Try to keep your arm lower then your heart." He said as he sucked one last mouthful of blood out then put Sam's arm on the cabinet.
He walked over to his backpack and took out the first aide kit then hurried back to his brother and gave him a shot.
"How do you feel?" He asked Sam as he looked down at him.
"Okay." Sam lied when he saw the worry in Dean's eyes. He was starting to feel a little nauseous and weak and the site of the bite was already beginning to discolor and swell.
"Damn it Sammy don't lie to me." Dean could read his brother like a book. He knew when he was lying.
Mike and Andrea walked over and stood next to Dean.
"What are we going to do now?" Mike asked.
"We'll have to stay here a few days till my brother can travel. I think I got most of the venom out of him and the shot should help but…."
"But what?"
Dean walked away from Sam not wanting to say in front of Sam what the brother's both already knew, Mike followed him over to the window.
"My brother needs to get to a hospital and get checked out…I think I got most of the poison out but even the tiniest bit of venom could paralyze his respiratory system and kill him."
"Then why are we staying here. Let's get him to the ranger's station."
"He needs to rest. Any exertion will only cause his heart to beat harder and spread the venom faster. We'll stay here a day or two and let him rest, then we'll take off." Dean knew his brother's condition could worsen and wanted to take off for the ranger's station on his own and bring back help, but he didn't want to leave Sam behind. If he was killed before he reached the station what would happen to his brother? He couldn't trust the couple to take care of him. He knew if Sam's condition got worse he'd be of little help to them so there would be no reason for them to stay and take care of him. The couple was scared and could panic and bolt at any time leaving his brother alone. Maybe, just maybe he had gotten the venom out of Sam's arm and in a few days he should be okay. Then together they'd all make it out of the woods and to safety.
Mike and Andrea wandered off to the corner of the cabin to talk as Dean walked back over to Sam and checked his arm. Dean winced when he saw that Sam's arm was already purple and swollen.
"It's bad isn't it?" Sam asked.
"You just need to rest Sam and it'll be fine." Dean said trying to convince himself more then his brother.
"Don't lie to me Dean. … You need to get these people out of here. You can't hang around here waiting for me to get better."
"A day or two isn't going to make much of a difference Sam. When you're up to traveling we'll leave."
"No…We were going to leave today and I think you still should. Once you get them to safety you can bring someone back for me."
"No way Sam…I'm not leaving you here to…"
"To do what Dean? Die? You did what you could for me …. staying here with me isn't going to change anything. If the venom kills me it's going to kill me whether you're here or not so I want you to go…..I want you to get these people out of here. There's nothing we can do anymore. Andy's dead…..and we searched everywhere we could think of for the piece of the bow, we're not going to find it." Sam looked up at Dean and gave him a small smile. "We can't win them all you know. Isn't that what you always tell me?"
"Well we're winning this one Sam. We're all getting out of this together." Dean wasn't about to think otherwise. There was no way he was going to lose his brother, not again.
Sam knew it was hopeless to argue with his brother. Once Dean had his mind set it would be almost impossible to change it. But even though Dean had sucked most of the poison out of his system he could still feel the effects of the bite, his eye sight was beginning to get blurry and the pain in his arm was increasing. He knew he probably wouldn't be walking away from this one.
TBC