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Hunted

Chapter five

"You son of a bitch….I swear I'll make you pay for that!" Dean glared at Carlos who in response spun his rifle around and slammed the butt of it into Sam's knee.

"Just a little extra insurance." He said smiling at Dean.

Sam squeezed his eyes shut and clenched his teeth not wanting Carlos to see how much pain he was causing him. Carlos then walked over and stood in front of Dean.

"Tomorrow we begin the hunt….Will you stay with your friend or desert him to save yourself?...We will soon see."

Dean said nothing and Carlos, finally tired of his game, walked away with his men. He and his men then set up a campsite and settled down for the night secure in the fact that their hostages weren't going anywhere.

Forty five minutes later

Once Dean was sure that the men had fallen asleep he looked over at Sam whose head hung down on his chest. He wasn't sure if his brother was even conscious.

"Sam? Sammy you okay?" Dean whispered to Sam. When he didn't respond right away he kicked him gently on his leg.

Sam moaned softly then looked over at Dean.

"You okay Sammy?"

"I think…I think they broke my leg." Sam said as he tried to flex his leg but the movement caused him agony.

"I'm going to kill that son of a bitch!" Dean murmured under his breath as he looked over at Carlos. He then looked back at Sam. "We'll give them a few minutes to make sure they're asleep then we're out of here."

Carlos had taken their guns and cell phones but hadn't thoroughly searched them. They both still had their knives hidden up their sleeves attached to spring loaded cuffs. After a few minutes Dean nodded to Sam and they both flexed their wrists releasing the knives. They always kept the knives sharp and it took them only a few seconds to cut through the ropes. Dean cut through his first and when he was free he quickly helped Sam down as gently as possible. Sam squeezed his eyes shut as a sharp pain shot up his leg when he put pressure on his foot but Dean didn't have time to sympathize with him. He immediately put Sam's arm around his shoulder and quietly led him out of the camp.

Twenty minutes later

They traveled as quickly as they could for twenty minutes keeping an eye out for the traps Carlos had hidden in the woods then finally Dean stopped and lowered Sam to a rock to rest.

"We better keep moving." Sam said as he looked up at one of the cameras hanging in the branches high above them.

"I don't think there is anyone manning them." Dean had been keeping an eye on the cameras and hadn't noticed any of them following them. "Besides you need to rest and I need to take a look at your leg."

Dean gently pushed up Sam's pant's leg. He winced in sympathy when he saw his brother's swollen knee which had now turned purple.

"Can you move it at all?" He asked as he examined it.

Sam gave a little grunt of pain as he tried to bend his knee.

"Barely."

"I don't think it's broken." Dean said as he felt around Sam's knee cap and couldn't find any obvious break. "Just really swollen and badly bruised."

"Dean we got to keep moving …. We got to get out of here."

"We will…but you need to rest first."

Dean took his shirt off then removed his T shirt. He ripped it into strips then dipped it in the creek he had been following and started heading back toward Sam. It wouldn't help much but he figured he could tie the cold wet strips around Sam's knee to give his knee some support and to help a little with the swelling. But just before he reached Sam he tripped over a wire hidden under some leaves and heard a clicking sound. He stood perfectly still angry at himself for being careless for even just one second. He looked over at Sam and could see the fear and uncertainty written all over his brother's face. Without moving he looked down and followed the wire with his eyes trying to see where it led.

TBC