Chapter 2

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Dean closed his eyes taking in a breath; his body was always sore for days after the three he was a wolf. Even though he could become the wolf more than just three days, he wasn't sure if he was ready to face that part of his curse. In the last two years he'd started feeling it, if he got angry inside he could feel the wolf scratching trying to get to the surface. He would force it down; so that he wouldn't hurt anyone it was a possibility that frightened him most. Something inside him wasn't like most wolves were; after all he looked more like the wild wolves than the werewolves he'd seen in the past.

He was standing facing away from his Dad and brother; he was used to growing up around mostly men; but when he was changing, Dean didn't want them watching. John noticed in matter seconds after the moon was up in blink of an eye almost a wolf stood in front of them. He had heard the sound of skin being ripped away the body a sound that made him fell sad for Dean. He couldn't imagine what it would feel like to be a man one moment and then a wolf the next. He would give anything for Dean to be his old self again. John hadn't let on that he knew Dean was changing even more in the last couple of years. He was almost curious about how much Dean's wolf changes would be as the years passed.

Sam used his enhanced senses to make sure the coast was clear before he took off with Dean into the small amount woods near the town where they were living. John smiled at his boys, it wasn't your usual father and son outing for the three them, but it was the way he kept them safe.

Dean was trying to learn how change back to a human on command, so far it hadn't worked because he had to wait his body wasn't ready change back. Sam was looking around in search of deer or wild life they wouldn't go after domestic animals if they could help it, and they left all family pets alone they weren't into killing the family dog or cat.

John sat down under one the trees to wait for the boys to return. He had his shotgun at the ready in case hunters were around. He was wearing long sleeves with a warm jacket over that with jeans plus sweat pants to put over them if he got too cold, since it wasn't quiet summer yet, in Northern Wisconsin.

Sam turned his head around to find Dean running at him he smiled before moving out the way, then jumping up on his brother's back. It was strange thought, the fact that he was sitting on his brother's shoulders as Dean ran through the woods in wide open. The cool night breeze against them, it was their way having fun since they had both become creatures of the night. There was no deer around tonight here, nothing but small creatures with nothing worth even killing for food.

John looked up seeing them coming back towards him he smiled at the boys. Sam slid off Dean's back landing on his feet with perfect form. "You want ride dad, I'm sure he wouldn't mind." Sam said.

"I'll pass, I am recovering from the last ride," he teased taking to giving his son a rub down as Dean lay down beside him. Dean was enjoying the attention, though it was odd at first. He tried to stay awake when he was like this knowing that his family still loved him no matter what. Sam sat on the other side his dad, it was odd how they used to fight all the time, but now, it was different, they didn't agree on everything, but when Dean had been turned they'd all worked together to deal with the situation. It brought them closer together in way most families would envy.

John had his arms around his sons letting them know they were safe to rest, he would watch over them. He used to stay in the truck at night, but after Gordon he refused to let his sons' be outside alone for long periods of time even in their enhanced states. It was too close for him, he'd almost lost Dean. John would rather die himself then let anyone take his sons from him.

The night that Sam had been turned the demon showed up in a rage over what had happened to his precious child, the one that he'd wanted to become the leader of his army. John had found the colt; he'd stolen it from another hunter before those vampires could get their hands on it. John had ended that demon, and after he shot him killing the demon at last they agreed no more hunts unless was as a family.

John thought about the things that had mattered to him; hunting and keeping his boys safe from what had taken their mother had always been his top priority. Now, only his sons mattered really, though hunting was a calling still and he knew why Dean still wanted to hunt. It was the guilt inside Dean for what he was, he'd never once killed an innocent person, but to him it still didn't way the fact he was a werewolf out. He finally believed that he wasn't a monster, the only thing he'd kill were deer and the things that turned his baby brother into what he was.

It was an hour before sun up, Dean was getting antsy, he was whining like he knew what was coming. "It's okay Trigger, be over for twenty seven days, soon" John said rubbing his son's stomach where the fur was the same as Dean's natural hair, though it was black on his face and legs down to his paws.

It was odd how so many things were like Dean when he was the wolf, but others were the traits of the wolf. The sound of Metallica calmed him down coming from the walkman like usual. He never understood why Dean felt like the way he did as he turned back to his human form. John thought it could be because the wolf in him wanted to maintain its hold or maybe it was the transformation itself. Thinking back on all the years it seemed to John that this was something new from Dean. He'd whine and even though he was huge he'd roll over on his back like a domestic dog would, they guessed scratching or marking his territory.

Sam sat down on other side Dean he hated seeing Dean behave the way like a wolf. "Yeah, hour to go, and you're home free, for month,"

"We'll stop off at some bar let you flirt with some those girls," John said, he didn't know they would actually stop; Dean hadn't been with woman in over four months. He wasn't sure if wolves had to breed, but he was just thankful that so far Dean had never ran off to do so; except that one time. The one thing that frightened Sam and John was that Dean might just disappear one night then return with no idea of what he had done or worse he would remember and it would be bad.

"You think he could ever have a normal life?" Sam asked looking his dad, "You know wife, kids, a family not just the four of us?" he asked knowing that Bobby was the fourth person.

"I don't know," John said, "I mean you tried the average Joe life, it didn't end well for any of us, but doesn't mean you can't try again," he insisted he would always be around for his sons, which was the one thing that hurt the most thinking about it. John realized he couldn't take care of them forever because he was human whereas Sam was cursed to live forever and well Dean had to be careful but he could live quite a long life. John was more than likely going to be the one to pass on before any of them except Bobby; it was the way of life for most humans.

Sam and Dean could both read minds so he wondered if John remembered half the time as he worried about the two of them. Bobby blocked him out though, he still remembered when Sam had let slip that Bobby was in love with Ellen Harvelle, who Bobby was currently dating. Bobby found some herbs to keep them out of his mind but John never bothered he was a proud man who tried to take each day as it came; maybe if the boys knew he worried they would be more careful he thought at times.

"Don't think like that dad, I can't deal with that, the thought loosing you," Sam finally said, "We need you, and you're not going anywhere till you have to it could be many years from now," he said.

John smiled, "I'm not planning on leaving you two either, not till my number is up," he said, but he wanted to know that his sons would be taken care of, even if that was by each other. Then again, to feel the love of a woman was something he hoped they had a chance to experience despite the curses that had been thrust upon them.

Dean woke up lying between his dad and brother; he groaned reaching for the pair jeans John had put near him. His body was burning up, it was part of the change, he was always hot, which when he touched Sam felt odd since he was cooler. It came in handy few times when they were stranded in snow, or the one time they'd gotten caught in the mountains in snow storm during the full moon.

"You okay?" Sam asked handing Dean a shirt.

Dean nodded that he was okay before stretching, "Nothing that hot shower won't cure," he said sitting back down to put his socks and boots on, "I'm starving though."

"No, not even Bambi came around," Sam teased, before he looked over at his dad, "He fell sleep about an hour ago, I was keeping watch."

Dean smiled, "Yeah couldn't set up tent this time, but we didn't make it to Bobby's but next month we plan to camp out like usual, least he'll know we're safe there."

"Dad, wake up, sun's up, we need to get to a motel," Dean said handing Sam the gear they'd brought out before he helped John to his feet.

"Thanks, feeling better now it's over?" John asked.

"Not as bad, but always the wolf inside me though I feel I have more of a handle on it now," he said, that of course being thanks to his family. Took four half years of learning everything he could about the wolf that had taken him over, and that was starting to show up more than three days out the month, which scared him a little.

Missouri Mosley had told them to put their thoughts about what they felt somewhere, write them down and keep them. John had written most everything down about what Dean did as the wolf, his habits as well as likes and dislikes. He kept one for Sam as well, but Sam had taken to writing his own. Dean tried, but it harder for him since the wolf was inside trying to get out when he lest expected it.

"I do anything unusual?" Dean asked as they walked back to the vehicles.

"No, why did you feel something?" Sam asked.

"I remembered Sam riding on my back, and somebody was giving me a rub down," Dean said looking at his dad. It usually took while, but he could remember things he'd done, this time he remembered quicker, "And the mention of family settling down again."

"Just the usual talk, about having normal life one day," Sam said, "Even dad thinks it's a good idea to find couple women that can accept us as we are " Sam said slight smile on his face.

Dean laughed, "Yeah I could see that now Sammy, Hi baby I'm a werewolf, I become a wolf three days out the month, then again I might be starting to turn into more of the wolf. I have to run in the open lots of woods, I hate being closed in, I roll over on my back let you rub my belly, even give you ride on my back, I'm as tall as a basketball star and long as a car," he said with sarcasm laced in his voice.

John sighed, "Dean, what happens when I get older, I can't always come out here with you boys?" he asked.

"Then we find somewhere that we can hold up, stay in one place, I can't have a normal life dad, that died ages ago," Dean said before he got in the car.

Sam shook his head, he knew that his brother was trying to be a good person to out weight what he'd become. Becoming a Hermit wasn't the way to go, he just hoped that his heart could open up one day to someone; he knew it would be hard, they'd have maybe eighty years maybe more if time was on their side with a woman. It would hurt to watch them go, he knew that, but he didn't want to be like their dad. He wanted to find his own Mary even if that meant letting them go when nature took its course.

"What if I want that?" Sam asked looking at Dean as they drove back to the motel, "What if I want a sweet woman to grow old with and not just my brother, sure I won't really grow old, but you know what I mean."

"What happens when they're eighty ninety about to leave this world, are you going to just go off find somebody else to love?" Dean asked

"No," Sam said, "I would go with them, because Dean even if we can live forever, if I find that person I'm meant to be with even as a vampire, and their human then the day they die I would too," he stated and didn't say another word. Dean didn't argue back he just turned up the radio as he watched the road. A part of him wanted what Sam wanted. He'd never let that part be heard, he couldn't watch as somebody he loved died. It was going be hard enough when the day came to bury their dad and Bobby.

John and the boys slept till almost dark at the motel room then headed to Athens, Ohio. It was just the middle of April and they had till almost the third week in May before they had to be back at Bobby's. This time they would make it for the full moon John told himself. Long as the boys had a good meal least once a day in them they could survive but before they left they had gotten some fresh blood for Sam storing it in the mini cooler that was on the back the truck. They had a mini fridge with a lock that kept their private items secure.

Dean yawned looking at the sun as it was starting to rise; it was another day's drive at the most before they would get to Ohio. He found a clearing and pulled over flashing his lights so his dad would get the hint.

"You want to get a motel for few hours?" John asked pulling up beside Dean's car.

"Sam's going drive when we head out, but we need to eat, thought we'd pull over you could get some sleep and hit the road in two hours," Dean said. He knew his dad wouldn't say he was tired, but he wasn't risking it.

John nodded, "Okay," he agreed, he was feeling tired and he could tell Dean was as well, they'd drove since four the day before, night was better for them any way, both the boys could see at night, and if he got too tired Sam would drive the truck.

They pulled farther off the road so that nobody could see them if they were driving either way. Sam reached in back seat to get the thermos of blood. They'd heated enough blood to fill three of them up so that Sam would have enough on the car trip. Dean knew that couple the steaks he had gotten would do till he could get to a motel. When he was the wolf he would eat the stuff raw, and mostly he would now, but sometimes he liked them medium rare.

"We got time, take nap, I'll keep watch," Sam said because he usually slept better in the day as well, but he knew that his dad and brother needed the rest.

Sam pulled out his laptop and opened up the word document he kept his personal journal in and started typing. Dean was stretched out the best he could in the back seat, while their dad laid out on back of the truck with the tail gate down.

Another day as a vampire and I still hear that voice inside me telling me that I can find somebody one day to have a semi normal life, Dean doesn't think so though, so I will believe for us both. I never want to think about not having Dad or Bobby around, yet I know that day will though for now having them as our family is nice.

TBC