Sam's heart hammered painfully against his ribcage.
He and Rob stormed to the edge of the cliff. It was kind of funny that he noticed the breathtaking view just now for the first time. The sunset left the sky in a fiery red and orange. The woods wide below the cliff looked small and dark.
It would have been beautiful if his brother and Galen weren't in serious trouble. With every passing minute Dean slowly slid closer to the edge. His death grip around the older Emrys's hand the only thing that kept the other man from falling.
"Galen! Hold on!" Rob shouted and grabbed for his brother's other hand while Sam stopped Dean from sliding further.
It took the three of them but eventually Galen was safe on solid ground again.
"Shit, Galen. What the hell happened here?" Rob gave his older brother a worried once over, one hand keeping a steady hold on Galen's shoulder.
Galen's shirt was torn and bloody. Blood dripped sluggishly from a cut above his hairline.
Galen saw the haunted look in his brother's eyes. He could feel Rob's fear. His little brother was terrified.
He gave Rob a shaky but hopefully reassuring smile.
"The thing attacked us. Got the better of us...." Pain lines appeared on Galen's face. He tried to focus some healing into himself.
"Dean!" Galen suddenly said, an alarmed tone inside his voice.
Sam's eyes immediately landed on his brother who sat a few feet away from him with his eyes half closed. He noticed the sick pallor of Dean's skin and the beads of sweat that were running down his face for the first time.
"Dean?" Sam crouched next to him, his brow furrowed in concern.
When he still got no reaction he gently placed a hand against Dean's forehead.
The lines on Sam's brow deepened.
"Fuck, Dean, you're burning up."
Sam waited for some smart-ass remarks but instead of flinching away from the touch Dean leaned slightly into it.
Alarm bells started screaming inside Sam's head.
A thought crossed his mind that let his stomach clench even harder.
"Dean, hey, you with me? Did- Did this thing attack you? Did you come in contact with its spikes?"
Dean swallowed drily and then slowly looked up at Sam. His eyes glassy and a bit unfocused.
"Think it didn't like me that much…"
Sam's eyes fell on of Dean's thigh. Five small but long dark spikes stuck out of the blood soaked fabric.
"Fuck!" Sam cursed softly. This was bad! This was really bad!
"Sammy?" even sitting Dean swayed dangerously to his left. Sam steadied him before he could fully face plant on the ground.
He manoeuvred behind Dean and let him rest against his chest.
Dean moaned softly, eyes clenched shut tightly.
"Let me help." Galen said and slowly got up on shaky legs. He was thankful about Rob's helping hand on the short way. His vision still spun slightly.
Galen kneeled next to a semi-conscious Dean, placing one hand next to the wound in his thigh, the other over his heart. He exhaled softly and tried to push his own pain back in a far corner of his mind. Then he let the light flow.
Suddenly white hot pain exploded inside his head, let him fall backwards. Rob's arms caught him just in time.
"Galen? Galen!" At that moment Rob's voice sounded scared and way too young.
"What the fuck happened?" An alarmed note lay in Sam's words. He tightened his hold around Dean.
The older Winchester moaned low in the back of his throat, his breathing coming in shallow gasps.
Fuck! This poison worked fast.
"I don't know. Shit, Galen, c'mon wake up!" Rob tried to rouse him.
Galen groaned and blinked dizzily. A headache pounded with a vengeance behind his eyes.
"Rob?"
"Hey you with me?"
"Galen, what happened?" Concern and fear were more than obvious in Sam's voice.
Galen slowly rubbed a hand over his pounding forehead.
This was bad. "I- I don't know. Something blocked me. I couldn't heal him."
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