McGee shook his head and hide wiped the could sweat from his brow. "This isn't happening, what the hell was that thing out there." Dean had staired at Sam then to agents. "Werewolves. What can you do?" Zivah had looked at the body hanging from the tree branch, but then it moved. "Sam, SAM, He is still alive, we can reach him," "NO, it's a trap." Zivah had looked at the man as his eyes open. She saw him look around in the field. He croaked,"Help...me." He started to cry and shout with his failing strength,"HELP... HEEEEEELLLP, SOMEBODY PLEEAAASE!" Gibbs had saw the man had started to reach for the door intell Dean grabbed his shoulder. "Gibbs you go out there and they're gonna kill you no doubt. It's all a trap," "I'll take my chances." Sam had placed a chair under the door knob and grabbed Gibbs placing him in an armbar. "Let him go," McGee shouted. Three yellow eye's had appeared in the bush as the man squirmed like a worm on a hook. "Look all of you." The three agents had looked out the window as told and saw the man kicking at the beast. They clawed him and bit at his feet. "Let me go, I can help him," "LOOK." Their mouth dripped with spit, as they barked at the man. Then the one with the green eyes had enough. He bit the mans leg and pulled him down along with the branch."NO, NO please. AAAAHH!" Zivah had watched green eye's tore at at the man's throat. After that the others joined in at seperate parts of the body. They had started to eat the man alive as he screamed in pain with his arm flailing in the air. "Oh god," McGee had felt something come up his throat as he charged to the bathroom hurling. Zivah had sat down crying, and Tony had sat down at the table looking at the revolver.
"We're not gonna live through this if one us dies." Sam had pushed Gibbs to the couch and went to his duffle bag. "What are you doing, "Zivah had said with tears in her eyes. Dean had grabbed his bag and threw it on the table. "Mr. Sanders was right. This is now officially a war." Dean had pulled out two cases of silver hollow points and shotgun shells. "What are you doing. nothing can kill those things." Sam had tossed Tony a hollow point round. "Don't shoot intell you get a good clearing, and don't lose that pistol,Dean had shouted.
Sam pulled out his Itacha 37 and tossed it to Gibbs," You used to be sniper, there is no way, you cannot handle a shotgun." Dean gave Mcgee who was washing his face with cold water his 1887 Winchester. "It's gotta hell of a kick so watch out." McGee had gripped it tight and went to the window to find nothing but a carcass. "They're already done."
Sam had staired at Zivah who had her SIg Sauer in her hand. Sam had gave her the one thing that he never used. The blade had a curve like a scythe and a blade at the end made for stabbing. "Don't loose this," "It's beautiful, big but beautiful." Sam had scratched his head," I'm serious dont loose it." Dean had grabbed 1911 and tossed Sam his Taurus. "The garage is connected to the house find something to board up the windows." McGee scrambled to the garage. "You IMDB, head to the kitchen put something on stove just in case we get the munchies." Tony had felt his stomach growl,"On it." Sam had looked at Gibbs and Zivah,"One of you can help McGee in the garage." Gibbs had stood up,"When I'm done with Mcgee I want an explanation-
"You'll get it, trust me." Zivah had stood next to Sam. "Can't we just go out finish them off one by one." Dean had plopped him self on the couch. "No they would pick us off one by one. The only chance we have is to wait intell the sun comes up, or...-
"Or we kill them, or they kill us." Dean had noticed a long bag in the corner of the room and found that it was heavier. "Sam whats in this bag?" Sam sucked on his teeth and had stood up. " Remember the job in New England," "Yeah..." Sam had giddy expression on his face. "Open it." Sam eye's went wide and like a kid in the candy store he said one thing,"oooooooh." Dinozzo had stood up with anticipation. "What are you two doing, right now those thing are out there planing something big or al ready moving in on us."
"The secret weapon."
Sam pulled the thing out of the bag. "Lady and gentlemen, I give the Charleville Musket previously used by the French in the French and Indian war, and by the Continental Army in the late seventeen hundreds." Sam had did wonderfull bringing it back to life he found some parts online to replace the broken peices and bits. "Well it's fireable but it takes a long time to load and I had to make my own percussion caps and the flint was pretty easy to find once your near a beach or digging through bags of gravel. I've been saving this for right occasion."
Dean had gave him tossed the gun,"You load it seeing as that I dont know how too."
McGee had ran into the living room with the others along with Gibbs strolling behind him. "The garage is boarded up, nothing is ever going to get in it."
Sam had did a sigh of relief,"Thats good."
Dean grabbed his pistol as he heard them howl in the distance. "Take the all the windows. Sam go upstairs with your little rifle act as a sniper." He looked at the rest of team of what may be there last night on Earth.
"Tonight we fight... Like Men In Tights."
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So sorry for the wait I've been working on alot of things. lately
I do not own both series, plus the research for the rifle was a nightmare cause of the flint.
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