author notes: hey it me. This is my very first fan fiction I have been writing this and I'm like hey I guess I will post this. Sorry if there are any mistakes grammatical and such. I have no medical history what so ever so I am apologizing ahead of time if I have something wrong.

Ch.2

xxxxxxxxxx John POV xxxxxxxxxx

I watched my surroundings on full alert taking peeks at my sons every few minutes. Dean seemed worried about something probably about sam as always. I'm so proud of you dean I silently praised my son. It'd probably be better if i said it out loud to him but not wanting it to get to his head I keep it to myself. Being hard on them makes them strong. This is it I silently confirmed.

Hearing my boys behind me dean chitchatting to sam but sam not responding to much of it I turned to tell them to shout their mouthes "shut your fucking mouths we don't want it to come out before we are ready!"

xxxxxxxxxx General POV xxxxxxxxxxx

Sam barley heard his father angered voice for his head pounded with excruciating pain and his stomach churned making him want to vomit. He was getting dizzy 'just push back the pain, you can do this. Your dad and brother need you. You can do this, you...have...to...do...this.' he ground his teeth.

dean was was in full kick ass mode and became vigilant as soon as he heard his fathers voice. Dean had to keep looking over at sam he just seemed...off. Well they were hunting a vicious monster so he probably was a bit frightened after all he just turned 12 in May. Dean had started saving up Money awhile ago to get him an amazing delated present. He had to get Sammy the best and it was taking time to gather up the money needed. It was hard to gather the money because he spent a lot of his time hunting or cleaning the guns or packing salt rounds. Dad always kept him busy with those kinds of things and between that and trying to look out for Sammy getting money was slow going. He got sam a comic book initially and sam really liked it but he wanted to get him something more, something amazing. Sam gave dean a leather braided bracelet that he made. Dean had no idea where he got the leather strips. He also insisted on buying dean a piece of pie when they where at the gas station. Sam must have been collecting the change for at least two months if not more. Sam walked one way and dean jogged over to their dad.

John began to explain the plan as soon as dean jogged up next him. "Ok dean you are going to wait behind that tree." Dean looked to where his father was pointing and nodded. Before john continued on. "Tell Sam to wait till your in position then when you give him the signal to sprint across the clearing and yell something along the way."

"Like what?" Dean asked while taking a quick looked over at sam watching the clearing from behind a tree, and the brush lining the clearing all the way around.

"I don't care he can say anything he wants but once he gets across tell him to duck behind a tree and the wendigo should come out. You will attack from the left and I'll attack from the right. And don't forget shot him right in the chest with that flare gun ok."

"yeah dad I got it but-"dean cut himself off.

"but what dean, come on spit it out I won't have you getting us killed."

"I don't think it's a good idea to use Sammy for bait"dean spit out as quietly and quickly as possible.

"dean I know you want to protect sam but i know what I'm doing. And You Don't Ever Question My Orders! Got it." John said raising his voice just a tad. Dean could defiantly detect the anger and the warning laying within that statement.

"yes sir" dean responded as his head sunk even lower. He only had sam's best interest at heart.

"sam will be fine. I promise." John tried to reassure his eldest son. "Go fill sam in."

dean nodded and jogged over to sam standing a good 50yards away. "Sammy you sure you can do this? You know you don't have too." Dean spoke to sam in all dean knew all to well sam would never refuse to do something that needed to be done on a hunt.

"for the last time it's sam and yes I have to do this." Sam said in confidence trying to be strong.

Dean nodded and said "hey you got this. Now when I get into position and give you the signal sprint across the field and shout something along the way. When you get across get down behind one of those trees while me and dad handle the wendigo."

sam normally didn't like leaving his dad and dean to handle the hard stuff but tonight he would not complain. He wasn't even sure if he could make it across the clearing without passing he simply nodded and gave dean the ok. So dean took off back over to their father and sam noticed their dad say something to dean probably something along the lines of 'don't screw this up' and then dean turned got into position and gave sam a nod.