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Hunted

Chapter seven

"Sam?"

Sam looked up at Dean and gave him a little smile.

"Boy that was close." He said as he lay on his back and rubbed the small wound at the top of his waistband where just the tip of the arrow had nicked him.

"Damn it Sammy you could have gotten yourself killed." Dean said as he tied the cool wet cloths around Sam's knee. "That should brace it and help with the swelling a little."

"Thanks." The coolness of the wet t-shirt was already making Sam's knee feel better.

Dean stood up then reached down to help Sam up. Sam grabbed his hand and started to pull himself up but then winced in pain as his hand shot to his stomach.

"Take it easy…." Dean said as he lowered Sam back to the ground. "Let me take a look at you."

Dean pulled Sam's shirt up. His stomach had already been bruised before they met the men but now with the beating he took the bruise had spread and now completely covered his stomach and his left side.

"Those bastards!" Dean said as he examined the bruise as gently as he could.

"Owww!" Sam pushed his brother's hands away. "Quit pressing on it."

"Sam …. I think it might be your spleen."

"Oh great…." Sam said as he leaned back trying to ease the pain. "…a busted knee and now this."

The brothers knew enough first aide to know that if Sam's spleen was damaged he could be bleeding internally and there was no way to stop it.

"I said it might be….It might also just be a bad bruise." Dean said trying to reassure his brother that it might not be as bad as it looked. He was worried, if it was Sam's spleen he could bleed to death before they got out of the woods. But he knew they had to keep moving. The men could already be out looking for them and their best chance was to travel as far as they could in the dark. He went over and picked up the crossbow then found the arrow, he knew it might come in handy later. The tip was a little dull from hitting the bark but it still could do some damage. He then walked over to his brother "Sam…I know you're hurting but we got to keep moving."

"I know." Sam reached up his hand and Dean grabbed it. He gently pulled Sam up then once again put his brother's arm over his shoulder and began helping Sam out of the woods but this time he slowed down the pace considerably.

An hour later

"I guess by now they probably found out we're missing." Dean said as he lowered Sam to a rock to rest.

"We got to pick up the pace Dean. We don't know how many of them are out there and once it gets light out…" Sam was exhausted but he knew they had to keep going.

"We need to take a little rest." Dean could tell that the continuous walking was taking its toll on his brother and he needed to rest.

Dean leaned down and pulled Sam's shirt up; he didn't like what he saw. The purple bruise on Sam's stomach and side was getting even larger. He tried to hide his worried look.

"It doesn't look too good does it?" Sam said looking up at his brother. "You know Dean you could get out of here a lot faster if you didn't have to drag me with you."

"We're walking out of here together Sam." Dean wasn't about to even consider anything else.

"You could make it to the car quicker by yourself and get some weapons, or flag down a car and get some help."

"No Sam…we're in this together and we're getting out of it together."

"Well then we better get moving." Sam slowly stood up knowing it was useless to argue with his brother. He took a few painful steps by himself but Dean quickly went to him and put his arm once more over his shoulder and started helping him through the woods. What was making the trip even harder was that they had to stay off the deer trails that crisscrossed throughout the woods because that was where most of the cameras were hidden and instead they had to fight their way through the thick vegetation. The going was made even slower because they had to keep an eye out for traps and cameras. They had walked for about half an hour and Dean could tell Sam was exhausted so he helped him over to a tree stump to rest. He had just sat down when they heard a clicking noise as a microphone hidden in a tree turned on and a voice spoke.

"You are clever adversaries but not as clever as us."

The statement was followed by a gunshot.

TBC