author notes: hey sorry for the wait I'll try to be more consistent in the future. And reviews are always appreciated. I have never written a fanfic before and would like some critique good or bad. And thank you for taking the time to read my story and I'm rambling sorry on to the story...
ch.3
Sam took a deep breath and started to run as fast as he could across the clearing which because of his present condition was not very fast all. He yelled as loud as he could "my brothers an idiot, my brothers an idiot, my brothers an idiot." He couldn't catch his breath his shouts were coming out more like a high pitched squeak and he got a whole new wave of pain through his head and he couldn't see! then he heard the piercing cry of the wendigo and tried to run faster but with not being able to see he tripped on a rock. A DAMN ROCK! Sam felt so stupid but he couldn't think about that now he had to get up he had to get out of the way. He realized he couldn't stand he couldn't move his leg it hurt real bad. Still not being able to see and with the pain in his head he felt as if he were going to die. soon he couldn't breathe gasping for air that wouldn't come he finally vomited for the third time that day, But this time he knew there was blood he could taste the copper and the salt tang. He just wanted to sink into the black obis that he knew was waiting for him. But then he heard a voice. Not just any voice it was deans voice.
"Sam! Sammy! Hold on! Hold on little dude!"deans voice was laced with fear anger worry and physical exertion. Sam held on. He held onto his brothers voice be strong be strong sam told himself over and over again.
As soon as dean saw Sammy collapse he jumped out from behind the tree not even bothering to check with his dad. But john was right behind him. Dean shouted over to Sammy not being sure if he would be able to hear him or not. John tried to distract the 8 foot tall hideous creature called a wendigo but was knocked off his feet a couple of yards away. The fragile sick sam was slashed with the claws of the wendigo and thrown up and into a tree. dean flinched as he could hear the thud of his brother hitting the tree. Dean was picked up next and he thought it was going to eat him right there. But then dean saw a read light hit the evil son of a bitch's chest and the red glow began to spread through the wendigo's body when he dropped dean. A piercing cry splintered through the quiet night air causing the ground to shake and the trees to sway. The wendigo burst into red sparks and the silence returned save for the labored breathing of john as well as dean and the heaving, squeaky sound sam was making. Dean didn't even bother to check himself for wounds but instead ran straight to sam who was laying by a tree with his flare gun in his hand.
"well done Sammy, well done. It's ok I'm here I gotcha stay with me. You have to stay with me." Dean tried to keep his voice strong but it wavered as a few stray tears streamed down his face. Dean picked up the small limp body that was sam and another piercing scream broke through the night air but this time it was no monster but his young innocent little brother writhing in pain.