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Hunted

Chapter three

"Damn!" Dean swore softly as they continued walking. They only had a few weapons with them, nothing at all like the arsenal they had in their car. He knew with a drug operation this big they were surely outnumbered and also out armed. "Just keep walking Sam and watch your step." Dean said as he pointed toward a trip wire just barely visible in the dark. If the moonlight hadn't hit it just right and caused the light to reflect off of it he never would have seen it.

They both knew they were in big trouble as they tried to make their way out of the woods. The things they usually dealt with were predictable but humans, humans weren't, humans sometimes were much more dangerous then their usual prey.

"Why are they just watching us? Why don't they do something?" Sam whispered to Dean as he glanced nervously up at a one of the cameras.

"I don't know. All I know is that we got to keep moving."

But just as they stepped into a small clearing bright lights suddenly illuminated the area.

"Stay where you are!" A voice boomed out of the darkness.

They both instinctively started reaching for their guns.

"Don't move!" Automatic gunfire rang out and the ground in front of them exploded with the impact of the bullets.

The brothers quickly moved so that they had their backs to each other as they waited for whatever was to come.

Four men slowly emerged from the darkness, each carrying automatic weapons, two on Dean's side and two on Sam's. For a second they thought of trying to fight the men but they knew with the men's fire power it would be suicide to try.

"Take your guns out and drop them in front of you." Carlos one of the men ordered.

When they hesitated he pointed his rifle at them.

"Do it!"

They knew they didn't have a choice. They slowly removed their guns and dropped them at their feet. Santos, another one of the men walked toward them and picked up the guns. The two men on Sam's side walked over and roughly spun him around so that both brothers now faced Carlos who appeared to be the leader. The men then walked over and stood with their friends.

"Look…." Sam said as he put his hands up to show them he meant them no harm. "We don't know what's going on here and we don't care. Just let us leave and you can carry on with whatever you're doing."

"And just what are we doing?" Carlos walked up to Dean.

"Whatever it is it's none of our business."

"And why the weapons? Were you two trying to move in on our territory?"

"No…like he said we don't care what you're doing."

"Why do I find that hard to believe?" Carlos said as he backhanded Dean hard across his face. Dean's face spun to the side but he quickly recovered and looked back at the man.

"You son of a …." Sam started to move toward Carlos and was rewarded with a rifle butt to the stomach. He gasped in pain and went down to one knee.

Dean instinctively stepped forward to help his brother but when a gun was pointed at him he backed off. Getting himself killed wasn't going to help Sam.

"You okay?" He asked Sam.

"Yeah." Sam said as he slowly got up.

"What are you two doing out here?" Carlos asked.

"Camping." Dean said.

"And why the weapons?"

"Because you never know what kind of scum you might run into."

Carlos once more backhanded Dean. This time a small trickle of blood ran from the corner of his mouth. Sam glanced over at Dean.

"Shut up." He said quietly. He knew his brother's smart remarks often got them into trouble and he knew these men weren't men to mess around with.

"Just answering the man's question Sam… or maybe he's just too stupid to understand me."

Carlos once more backhanded Dean who shook it off and stood looking at the man with a smirk on his face.

"So you think you're funny huh?"

"I'm a born comedian; you should catch my act sometime."

This time instead of hitting Dean he took the butt of his gun and slammed it once more into Sam's stomach, Sam grimaced in pain and dropped to both knees.

Dean clenched his fist as he glared at Carlos.

"What's the matter, no smart remark now?" Carlos said with a smile. "Or don't you like seeing your friend hurt?"

"Why don't we see what a big man you are without that gun." Dean said as he glared into Carlos's eyes.

TBC