You guys don't know how much it means to me that people are actually reading this story! Thank you so much! Here's chapter 5 of Rose's story. I don't own anything but Rose and her parts. ~ The Bloody Hellhound.
As we pulled up, Haley and Ben were there with someone else. They were all staring. Haley shakes her head. We get out of the car. As I got out I grabbed the duffle bag.
"You guys got room for three more?" Dean asked when we got closer to them.
"Wait, you want to come with us?" Haley looked at us in shock.
"Who are these guys?" The way older man pointed at us.
"Apparently this is all the park service could muster up for the search and rescue." Wow isn't she a bitch. We only want to help. Sam heads past everyone. I snarled at Haley.
"Well sorry for wanting to fucking help." Haley flinched back from me. I knew I didn't take enough of my meds. Dean pushed me towards Sam. Sam grabbed my arms and kept me by his side.
"You're rangers?" The man asked us.
"That's right." Dean said with a big ass smirk on his face. He seems so proud that he was fooling them…well some what.
"And you're hiking out in biker boots and jeans? The only one, who is wearing what they should in your group, is her." Haley said pointing at me. "And her shorts are too short." I looked down at my shorts. She was telling the truth that they were pretty short but my other are shorter. Dean looked at my legs and then looks down at himself.
"Well, sweetheart, I don't do shorts." Dean heads past Haley. That's what he came up with?
"What, you think this is funny? It's dangerous back country out there. Her brother might be hurt." Sam turns back and looked at the man. Dean looked at the name dead in the eyes. No smile, no joking tone. Dean was being completely serious.
"Believe me; we know how dangerous it can be. We just wanna help them find their brother, that's all." Dean pushes past him.
"Dean you should stand in front with the old guy." I told him. "If something happens we can get Ben and Haley, you protect the other guy." Sam was agreeing with me.
"We'll watch your ass if you watch our front." Dean thinks about it.
"That's a good idea." He walks up to the front with the man, who is named Roy. I heard Haley say his name just a few seconds ago.
The group hiked through this god forsaking forest, with Roy in the lead, then of rest of us bringing up the rear. Dean was behind Roy, Haley behind Dean, I was behind Haley and Ben, and Sam was the last one.
"Hey, Sam?" I looked behind him. He nodded his head saying he was listening. "Is the reason you wanted to walk behind me, is to watch my ass?" There was a double meaning in it. Dean caught on and started to laugh. Haley was sighed. Roy even gives a chuckle. I was smiling at Sam, trying not to laugh.
"Well someone got to watch your ass." Sam smirked at me. I couldn't believe he turned it back on me. I looked up at Dean and he was laughing harder. This time at me.
"Roy, you said you did a little hunting." Dean said as he tried to stop fully laughing. Roy still walking, holding his gun, answered.
"Yeah, more than a little." Dean looks back at me.
"Uh-huh." Back to the back of Roy's head. "What kind of furry critters do you hunt?" Roy looked back at me.
"Mostly buck, sometimes bear." Roy smirked a bit and went back to looking ahead of us. I stuck my toung out, in disgusted. Dean looked back at me, you could see the pissed off looked all over his face. Because Dean was pissed, he passes Roy.
"Tell me, uh, Bambi or Yogi ever hunt you back?" Dean's voice changed from a happy just got done laughing, to, I'm gonna rip your throat out! Roy sendelly grabs Dean. I stop dead in my tracks and placed my hand on my gun, that's tucked in to my jeans, by my right hip.
"Whatcha doing, Roy?" I asked Roy, deadly calm. Like the calm before a storm. Roy grabs a stick and pokes a bear trap that Dean had almost stepped in. Haley look annoyed.
"You should watch where you're stepping. Ranger." Roy drops the stick and retakes the lead. He was acting smugged. If he knew what kind of hunting we did, he would lock himself in a room and cry. Dean looks back at Sam and me, smiling shyly.
"It's a bear trap." I rolled my eyes, as we hiked on. Haley catches up to Dean.
"You didn't pack any provisions. You guys are carrying a duffel bag. You're not rangers." Haley grabs Dean's arm when he tried to ignore her. "So who the hell are you?" Ben goes past them. Sam and I looked at Dean, who indicates with his expression that we were to go on by; Sam obeys, pulling me with him. Dean watches us go for a moment.
"Sam and I are brothers, Rose is just kind of tagging along, and we're looking for our father. He might be here, we don't know. I just figured that you and me, we're in the same boat." I looked behind me to see where Dean was when I tripped over nothing! I'm in the woods and I trip over nothing! "Fucking bitch." I called out as I tried to catch myself. I heard someone laughing at me. "Don't laugh at me, Sam." I glared at him. Sam just walked in front more, laughing. Dean comes to my side and he a big bag of peanut M&Ms. Dean saw me watching his M&M bag like I was a fat kid starving.
"No. No….…no…Fine." Dean held out the bag. I only took a few. Dean rolled his eyes at my "hand full", reached in and grabbed more, pouring them in my hands. I smiled at Dean.
"Have I ever told you, I love you?" Dean smirked as he eats more M&Ms.
We came to a stop. "This is it. Blackwater Ridge." Roy said as he slowly looks around. Sam heads past Roy. Causing Roy to glare at Sam.
"What coordinates are we at?" I asked anyone who could tell me. Roy pulls out a GPS.
"Thirty-five and minus one-eleven." Dean comes up to my side. We were all listening…for anything.
"You hear that?" Dean asked us.
"Yeah. Not even crickets." Sam looked around. Damn this isn't good.
"Fuck." I ran my hand threw my hair. I pulled out a cigarette and lit it.
"I'm gonna go take a look around." Roy moved his gun in a circular motion.
"You shouldn't go off by yourself." I told him. I don't really like him…but he didn't need to die. Roy smiled at me.
"That's sweet. Don't worry about me." Roy waves his gun again and pushes between Dean and Sam to retake the lead. Dean turns back to the others as Ben and Haley catch up.
"All right, everybody stays together. Let's go." Dean looks at Sam and I, silently telling us, the same goes for us. After another fifteen minutes we decided to take a break.
Haley was sitting down next to a rock. Ben, leaning against a tree. Dean climbs up near Haley, who takes a drink and hands the bottle up to Dean. Ben spots something and goes to have a look; Sam and I followed. Ben moves a tree branch aside to have a look at what he saw. Holy shit. It's the same First Nations stick figure that's in John's journal.
"That's a hell of a find, Ben. Those are Anasazi." Dean comes over to us and looks at what we were talking about.
"What's that?" Ben asked us.
"Ancient Indians. They were this whole civilization that just vanished completely. No one really knows why." We took another looked at it.
"I've seen that somewhere before." Sam said as he tried to remember where he saw it.
"Haley! Over here!" Roy yelled out. Haley runs towards where we heard Roy's voice, followed closely by us. We come to a halt as the sight of the campsite.
"Oh my God." Haley said breathlessly. The tents are torn open and bloody and all the supplies are scattered.
"Looks like a grizzly." Roy said looking around. I snorted. This wasn't a grizzly. Dean and Haley started to look around to see if maybe Haley's brother was still around…or if anyone was still around.
"Tommy?" Haley called out as she takes off her backpack and goes through the campsite. "Tommy!" This time she yelled for him. Sam moves to catch up with Haley.
"Shh." Sam tried to keep her quite.
"Tommy!" Haley yelled twice as loud this time. This time Sam moved to her side and slapped a hand over her mouth.
"Shh-hh-hh!" Sam shushed her again. Haley ripped Sam's hand off her mouth.
"Why?" She glared up at him.
"Something might still be out there." Sam said looking around. Making sure we were safe…for this second.
"Sam! Rose!" Sam and I go over to Dean, and crouches next to him. "The bodies were dragged from the campsite. But here, the tracks just vanish. That's weird." Dean pointed where the drag marks where. We all stood up. "I'll tell you what, that's no skin walker or black dog." Dean looked at us both. I glared at him. Dean looked a taken back that I was glaring.
"I fucking told you!" I turned and stomped away.
"Oh, Rose! Come on!" I just ignored him, as they followed me back to the campsite. Haley picks up Tom's cell phone; it's bloody. She cries. She turns the phone over and the back is open. Dean goes and crouches next to her.
"Hey, he could still be alive." Haley gives Dean a Look.
"Help! Help!" There was a scream for help. Roy starts to lead the way as everyone runs to the aid of the shouter. "Help! Somebody!" We all stopped where the yelling was coming from. We found no one. There was no one around any where.
"It seemed like it was coming from around here, didn't it?" Haley asked looking around the tree trunks. Dean, Sam, and I all just stop to listen. For any little sound that can key us in on what's going on. That's when I got a sick feeling in my stomach. After my visions started when something bad is going to happened I feel sick.
"Everybody back to camp." We all ran back to camp. When we got there all of our supplies are missing.
"Our packs!" Haley cried out in horror. I kicked the dirt and ran my hand threw my hair.
"Damn it." I growled out.
"So much for my GPS and my satellite phone." Roy said looking around. Haley turned on us.
"What the hell is going on?" I pulled out a cigarette and lit it.
"It's smart. It wants to cut us off so we can't call for help." I explain as I take a hit.
"You mean someone; some nut job out there just stole all our gear." I looked at Roy, then the boys. I walked up to them.
"I need to speak with you two. In private." Sam, Dean, and I head a little ways away from the group. "I know what this is." Dean looked at my in shock.
"Yeah…what?" I take another hit and made sure to blow it away from the boys.
"Wendigo." Dean scoffed.
"Oh come on, wendigos are in the Minnesota woods or, or northern Michigan. I've never even heard of one this far west." I grabbed John's journal and flipped to the wendigo page and handed it to him.
"Think about it, Dean, the claws, the way it can mimic a human voice." I burnt out my cigarette and pocketed the butt.
"Great." Dean takes out his pistol. "Well then this is useless." Sam looked from between Dean and I.
"We gotta get these people to safety." Sam stomps off back towards the campsite, he addresses the group. "All right, listen up, it's time to go. Things have gotten...more complicated." Haley stood up, looking scared.
"What?" Haley grabbed Ben and closed to her.
"Kid, don't worry. Whatever's out there, I think I can handle it." Roy said as he got closer to the three of us.
"It's not us three I'm worried about. If you shoot this thing, you're just gonna make it mad." I said in a stern voice. This isn't a fucking game, god damn it. "We have to leave. Now." I tried once again to get everyone to leave.
"One, you're talking nonsense. Two, you're in no position to give anybody orders." Roy took a step closer, so did Dean.
"Relax." Dean held a warning tone in his voice.
"We never should have let you come out here in the first place, all right? I'm trying to fucking protect you, you god damn asshole." I was getting pissed real fast. Roy gets in my face. I slammed my arm crossed his chest. Sam grabbed my shoulders but I held my place. Nobody gets in my face.
"You protect me? I was hunting these woods when your mommy was still kissing you good night." Sam pulled me away from Roy and took my place.
"Yeah? It's a damn near perfect hunter. It's smarter than you, and it's gonna hunt you down and eat you alive unless we get your stupid sorry ass out of here." Roy starts to laughs.
"You know you guys are crazy, right?" Dean was trying to get between Sam and Roy.
"Yeah? You ever hunt a wen—" Sam was about to tell the big secret, causing Dean to pushed Sam away from Roy.
"Roy!" Haley was pushing Roy.
"Chill out." Dean pushed Sam and I away from Roy. I really wanted to hit him in the face.
"Stop. Everybody just stop." Haley got in the middle of everyone. Haley looked at Dean and Roy. "Look. Tommy might still be alive. And I'm not leaving here without him." There was a long pause. I sighed and rubbed my temples.
"Okay…it's getting late. This thing is a good hunter in the day, but an unbelievable hunter at night. We'll never beat it, not in the dark. We need to settle in and protect ourselves."
By the time we had everything set the best we could, so we could stay the night, it was dark. The group had built a campfire. Sam and Ben were trying to find anything we can use. Roy was walking around the circle. Dean draw was drawing the rest of the Anasazi symbols in the dirt around the campsite while Haley pokes at the fire. I was leading against a tree, smoking.
"One more time, that's—" Haley asked but Dean didn't let her finished.
"Anasazi symbols. It's for protection. The wendigo can't cross over them." I could see Dean rolling his eyes. I could tell he just wants this over with. Roy laughs, gun over his shoulder. "Nobody likes a skeptic, Roy."
"Do you really believe this shit?" I turned to Roy.
"Yeah." Was he really talking to me? Does he want his teeth kicked in?
"Look, I can over look that. I can even look over you getting in my face." What…the… fuck? "After this, do you want to ditch troughs boys, and go out to dinner with a real man?" He smirked at me.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" His smirk fell. "I got in your face? I got in your face?" I took two steps and was in his face. "This is me getting your face. You are fucking lucky I didn't fucking deck your god damn boy ass." I pointed to Sam and Dean. "And thoughs "boys" have been threw more and save more life then you will in your sad life. They are more man then you will ever dream of." I spat on his shoes and started to walk away.
"Whatever bitch." I was about to turn back and beat the hell out of him.
"Rose!" I stop and looked at Dean. He was sitting next to Sam, who is at the edge of the campsite. Dean was waving me over. I give Roy one last glared and walked over to Dean and Sam. "What the hell was that?" Dean nodded his head towards Roy.
"He was just being a dick and I set him straight." I shrugged my shoulders. Dean looked at me, then back at Sam.
"You wanna tell me what's going on in that freaky head of yours?" I raised my eyebrow.
"Dean—" Sam started but Dean cut him off.
"No, you're not fine. You're like a powder keg, man, it's not like you. I'm supposed to be the belligerent one, remember?" There was a small pause. Sam wouldn't
"Dad's not here. I mean, that much we know for sure, right? He would have left us a message, a sign, right?" Dean looked towards me.
"Yeah, you're probably right. Tell you the truth; I don't think Dad's ever been to Lost Creek." Dean looked back at Sam as Sam looked at Dean.
Then let's get these people back to town and let's hit the road. Go find Dad. I mean, why are we still even here?" Sam threw the stick he was holding.
"This is why." Dean comes and sits next to me and holds up John's journal. "This book. This is Dad's single most valuable possession—everything he knows about every evil thing is in here. And he's passed it on to us. I think he wants us to pick up where he left off. You know, saving people, hunting things. The family business." It would make sense…a bit…I guess. Sam shakes his head.
"That makes no sense." Sam said then rubbed his face. "Why doesn't he just—call us? Why doesn't he—tell us what he wants, tell us where he is?" Dean looked down.
"I don't know. But the way I see it, Dad's giving us a job to do, and I intend to do it." Sam shakes his head again and you could tears in his eyes.
"Dean...no. I gotta find Dad. I gotta find Jessica's killer." Sam looked away from us. "It's the only thing I can think about." I moved over to Sam's side. He smiled down at me. Not a real happy smile but a thank you for trying smile.
"Okay, all right, Sam, we'll find them, I promise. Listen to me. You've gotta prepare yourself. I mean, this search could take a while, and all that anger, you can't keep it burning over the long haul. It's gonna kill you. You gotta have patience, man." Sam looks down, then up.
"How do you do it? How does Dad do it?" Sam asked Dean. You could tell he was having a hard time with all this. Sam turned to me. "Hell, Rose, how do you do it? I haven't seen someone with so many things going on in their own head and still hold up like this." I glared at him but still could understand. Dean and I looked over at Haley and Ben.
"Well for one, them…and I'm not that messed up!" Sam looked down at my last comment, chuckling lightly. Sam too looked over at them.
"Yeah, I figure our family's so screwed to hell; maybe we can help some others. Makes things a little bit more bearable." There was another pause. "I'll tell you what else helps." Sam and I looked back at Dean. "Killing as many evil sons of bitches as I possibly can." Dean gives us a little smirked at the end. I laughed.
"Oh hell yeah." I high five Dean, laughing. Sam was also smiling. I like when they are smiling and laughing. It brought light into my life. I stop breathing at that thought. A twig snaps, causing us three to be on guard.
"Help me! Please!" The man from before called out. Now we are sure it's the Wendigo. Dean and I stand and ready our guns. "Help!" Sam started to shine a flashlight about. I looked back and looked at Haley and Ben. They were holding each other, scared. I looked at them.
"You're okay. He's trying to draw us out. Just stay cool, stay put." I hope that help just a little.
"Inside the magic circle?" Roy asked in disbelief. I would about to deck him.
"Help! Help me!" The man yelling turned into growling. Roy points his gun at the sound.
"Okay, that's no grizzly." Roy said with a new fear in his voice.
"Oh really?" I asked him sarcastically.
Haley starts to talk to Ben, trying to calm him down even more. "It's okay. You'll be all right, I promise." Something rushes past and Haley shrieks. I looked at Sam and Dean.
"It's here." There was more rustling. Roy being the dumbass that he is starts to shoot where he hears the rustling.
"Will you fucking stop!?" I screamed at him, before there was a shriek of pain.
"I hit it!" Roy takes off running to go see what he hit.
"Get your fucking ass back here, Roy!" I yelled as I started to go after him. Dean grabbed a hold and stopped me from moving.
"Rose, you stay here with Haley and Ben." He looked me in the eyes. "Don't move." He and Sam took off after Roy. What the fuck? I just get left here? I looked back at Haley and Ben. Haley was now holding a stick, burning at one end, as a weapon and Ben was hiding behind her. Thanks Dean. I grabbed another stick but mine the tip was on fire. It was the best weapon we had. The only way to kill a Wendigo is to set it's ass of fire.
"Roy!" Dean's voice echoed threw the trees. I gripped my flaming stick tighter. There was a new set of foot sets coming this way. The branches started to rustle and something was coming out.
I didn't give it enough time to get fully out before swing. I may not have got the best look of the Wendigo but I know it's tall. Haley let out a loud scream as my stick was knocked out of my hands and I was turned around, with arms locking themselves around me, locking my arms in place.
"Rose, it's me Sam." I looked up at Sam.
"Sam!" I started to blush. I can't believe I tried to kill Sam with a flaming stick!
"What the hell was that all about?" His breath washed over my neck. My blush darkens.
"I thought you were the Wendigo." I pulled myself out of Sam's arms.
"What the hell is going on?" Dean came busting threw the branches with his gun up.
"Rose, came at me with a flaming stick. She thought I was the Wendigo." Dean looked at me.
"How-" I held my hand up.
"They are both really tall." I turned from them, when they started to laugh at me.
We made threw the night with out many problems. After Roy shot the Wendigo, we haven't heard anything from it. Sam was sitting against a hollow tree stump, holding John's journal and playing with a lanyard attached to same. Dean, Haley, Ben, and I are among the tents. She and Ben where sitting on the ground.
"I don't...I mean, these types of things, they aren't supposed to be real." Haley said. Dean and I just got done telling her about what's really out there.
"I wish I could tell you different." I told her as I took a drag off my cigarette.
"How do we know it's not out there watching us?" She asked as she looked around.
"We don't. But we're safe for now." Dean tells her.
"How do you know about this stuff?" She asked as she looks at Dean. There was a pause while Dean considers answering.
"Kind of runs in the family." Dean finally answers. Haley looks up at me. I didn't know she was going to ask me.
"I study it my whole life." I said as I burned out my cig. "Then I got attack and I decide no one else should go threw that." I looked over as Sam comes over.
"Hey." Haley stands up. "So we've got half a chance in the daylight. And I for one want to kill this evil son of a bitch." Dean held out his hands.
"Well, hell, you know I'm in." I smiled at Dean. Sam shows the wendigo page of John's journal to Haley and Ben.
"'Wendigo' is a Cree Indian word. It means 'evil that devours'." I said as I pointed to the picture drawled in John's journal. "They're hundreds of years old. Each one was once a man. Sometimes an Indian or other times a frontiersman or a miner or hunter." Sam took John's journal away and closed as I explain further.
"How's a man turn into one of those things?" Haley asked but not really wanting to know. I see Dean picks a couple things up off the ground.
"Well, it's always the same. During some harsh winter a guy finds himself starving, cut off from supplies or help. Becomes a cannibal to survive, eating other members of his tribe or camp." Dean cuts in.
"Like the Donner Party." He said smiling. Sam came back to my side.
"Cultures all over the world believe that eating human flesh gives a person certain abilities. Speed, strength, immortality." I looked at Haley.
"If you eat enough of it, over years, you become this less than human thing. You're always hungry." I really wish we didn't have to tell her.
"So if that's true, how can Tommy still be alive?" Why dose she keep asking these questions? Dean glances at Sam, then back to Haley.
"You're not gonna like it." He told her, she just crossed her arms.
"Tell me." I knew there was no way she could talk her out of it.
"More than anything, a wendigo knows how to last long winters without food. It hibernates for years at a time, but when it's awake it keeps its victims alive. It, uh, it stores them, so it can feed whenever it wants. If your brother's alive, it's keeping him somewhere dark, hidden, and safe. We gotta track it back there."
"And then how do we stop it?" She asked.
"Well, guns are useless, so are knives. Basically—" Dean said as he holds up the can of lighter fluid, the beer bottle, and the white cloth he'd picked up.
"We gotta torch the fucker." They all looked at me. Dean started to make the Molotov cocktail.
"Rose." I looked at Sam. "I was you in front of me at all times." I scoffed.
"Sam, I can take care of myself." He frowned.
"I just don't want anything happening to you. I know Dean is thinking the same thing." Dean walked up with the now made Molotov.
"Rose, I want you in front of Sam." Sam smiled at me smugly. I glared at him.
"Fine." There was no way I was going to argue over something like this. Pick your battles Rose.
Dean was leading the way through the woods, Molotov cocktail in hand. Haley follows, then Ben, me, then Sam. We were passing trees with claw marks and blood left and right. Almost like they were put there on purpose. Like a made trail.
"Something's not right." I hear Sam from behind me and he runs up to the front. I just stayed where I was. There was no way I was running unless I had too. Sam was now leading the group.
"Dean. Rose." Dean catches up to Sam pretty quick…because I was in the back I had to job up there.
"What is it?" Sam pointed out the threes. There are bloody claw marks and broken branches everywhere.
"You know, I was thinking, those claw prints, so clear and distinct. They were almost too easy to follow." Sam said so Haley and Ben wouldn't hear. Suddenly there was loud growling. Sam, Dean, and I whipped around. The trees were rustling. I heard Haley scream and see her leaping out of the way. Roy's corpse lands where she'd stood. I examined Roy as Sam goes over to Haley.
"You okay? You got it?" I felt his neck around.
"His necks broke." Sam and Dean looked at me. We knew the only reason Roy wasn't being eating was because he really pissed off the Wendigo. Sam helps Haley up. There was more growling.
"Okay, run, run, run, run, go, go, go!" Dean yelled at everyone as he pushed us. Everybody listens and takes off. We were weaving threw trees when Ben fell. Sam and I hurried back to help him up.
"Come on, I gotcha, I gotcha." When we turned back Dean and Haley weren't there. We looked for them around where we were. There was a loud scream
"Haley?" We take off towards where we heard the scream from. We stopped running.
"Dean!" I yelled. Sam picks up Dean's Molotov cocktail, the bottle broken. Sam looked up.
"Dean!" Sam looked around in a circle. I cup my hands around my mouth.
"Dean!" When I didn't get a replay back, I stomped foot lightly. "Shit."
"Come on, we have to go on." Sam said started to talk off.
"If it keeps its victims alive, why would it kill Roy?" Ben asked.
"Honestly?" I looked over at Ben. "I think because Roy shot at it, pissed it off." Ben started to walk a little faster. I looked at Sam and ten back at Ben. He was kneeling and picking up something.
"They went this way." Ben pointed. Sam and I catch up to him, who hands over an M&M. Sam laughs.
"It's better than breadcrumbs." Sam tosses the M&M away.
We started to follow the trail. They come to a mine entrance marked with a sign that says; WARNING! DANGER! DO NOT ENTER EXTREMELY TOXIC MATERIAL.
"Looks like a Wendigo's batcave." Sam rolled his eyes at me.
"You're just as bad as Dean with references." I smiled up at him.
"They are my life." Sam looked at Ben, shrugs, and goes inside. Ben looked at me. I just follow after Sam. Ben follows on behind me.
Sam was shining the flashlight ahead of us. A growling sounded threw the mine; Sam shuts off the light and pulls Ben and I against the wall. The Wendigo starts to come towards us. I check on Ben really fast, to see him about to scream. I quickly covered his mouth before he could. Sam and I watch as the Wendigo takes a different tunnel at the crossing. Once we knew that he was gone, we kept going. The floorboards beneath us start to creak and Sam took one really heavy step causing us to fall through the floor. We sadly land in a pile of bones. There is another pile nearby of skulls. Ben spots them and leaps backward. I jump up and grabbed his shoulders.
"Hey, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay." Ben pushed away from me, waving his arms.
"I can't do this anymore I just can't. I'm not strong enough." I grabbed him again, but this time in a stronger grip.
"Ben, look at me." I made Ben look me in the eyes. "You can do this. You, Haley, and your brother Tommy, will get out alive. I swear it. And what are you talking about your not strong. You came this far. Most people would have run by now." I dusted his shirt off a bit. "I have to say. That's takes a lot of strength and bravery." Ben smiled at me and nodded his head. We started to check out the room a bit more when we saw Dean and Haley, hanging by their wrists from the ceiling. Sam and I run over to Dean.
"Dean!" Sam grabs Dean and shakes him. "Dean!" I pushed Sam out of the way.
"Move Sam." I slap Dean and he opens his eyes.
"Hey, you okay?" Sam asked him. Dean winces.
"Yeah."
Sam cuts Dean down. We helped Dean over to an empty patch of floor and sat him down. Ben did the same with Haley. Dean was making pained noises.
"You sure you're all right?" Sam asked not believing his older brother's sentiment from before. Dean grimaces.
"Yeah. Where is he?" Dean asked as he looked around.
"He's gone for now." I told him. Dean looked at me, as he rubbed his face.
"By the way, worst slap of my life. You hit hard." I smiled sweetly at him.
"Thank you." Haley finally divests herself of rope. She stands up and spots something and starts crying.
"Tommy…" She walked over to a body that was hanging. From where we were standing he looked dead. She touches Tommy's cheek. I really felt back for her.
Tommy's head jerks up. Haley jumps back and shrieks. She turns to Sam. "Cut him down!" Sam ran over and cuts Tommy down. Haley was holding him up the best she could. "We're gonna get you home." She whispered is his ear.
"Check it out." I looked at Dean who was standing next to all our stolen supplies. They were piled in the corner. Dean picks up three flares guns. I ran up and took one from him.
"Flare guns. Those'll work." Sam said as he walked closer too.
"Let's light this fucker." I told them. Happy that we have a way to kill it.
"You have a dirty mouth." Dean looked down at me.
"Oh I know." I said as I smiled proudly. Sam was grinning at us and Dean starts to laugh and twirls the other two guns.
We started to head down a tunnel, Dean, Sam, and I were in the lead with the flare guns and Haley and Ben were supporting Tommy, who is limping and can't walk every well from hanging there for about five days. There was more growling threw mine.
"Looks like someone's home for supper." Great he said that he's food is gone. He's pissed.
"We'll never outrun it." Haley said scared. Dean looks back at us. He had come up with a plan. He looked over at Sam.
"You thinking what I'm thinking?" Sam nodded.
"Yeah, I think so." I knew too. Split in to two groups.
"Yeah." Dean looked at Ben and Haley.
"All right, listen to me. Stay with Sam. He's gonna get you out of here." He looked at me. "Rose…" I sighed as I took off my black zip jacket.
"I know, I know." I handed it to Ben who tied it around his waist.
"What are you gonna do?" Haley asked us. Dean winks her and we take off running.
"Chow time, you freaky bastard!" I yelled out as loud as I could.
"Yeah, that's right, bring it on, baby, I taste good." Dean yelled out after me. I looked at Dean's back. I bet you do, sexy. What the hell? I know I find both the guys hot, who won't…but I have been getting a lot more thought about them. I can't like them. I refused to like them both. "Hey, you want some white meat, bitch! I'm right here!" Dean yelled again. I give a small laugh. I couldn't help it. I could feel my legs starting to burn. We were running at full speed…well I was. I bet Dean is running slower for me.
"Damn…I hate running." I panted out.
"Come on, Rose. Move those legs!" Dean yelled back to me. I growled at him.
"I'm about to kick you with these legs!" I put on a small burst of speed and kicked him in the ass. I almost fell on my face because of it but I caught myself before I did.
"Hey!" I heard the Wendigo growl. He was close. I stopped and looked to our left. There was a tunnel.
"Hey, Dean…" I turned and Dean was gone. "Damn it. I guess it's up to me. I ran as fast as my little legs would let me. I came to a dead end; at the end of it was Sam in front of Haley, Ben, and Tommy, with the Wendigo in front of them. Sam didn't have his flare gun. I guess he used it. I held up my gun.
"Hey!" The Wendigo turns. When I got a really good looked at him. "Damn, you're ugly." I pulled the trigger, shooting it in the stomach. The flare goes off and the Wendigo goes up in flames. Dean ran towards and saw the burning Wendigo body. I smiled at him and I twirled my gun. "Not bad, huh?" Sam and Dean grins at me. My smile dropped. "Can we get out of here now?" Sam laughed.
"Yeah." Dean said as he dropped the flare gun.
"Can I get on someone's back? My legs are killing me." Sam knelt down lightly so I could jump on his back. "Thank you, Sammy." He bounced me when I called him Sammy.
"Don't call me that." We stated to walk out of the mine.
"I fingered by the time we get back to the came site, we would still have some time to kill before they get here." Dean pulled out his cell phone and dialed 911. I laid my head in Sam's neck.
"My head is killing me." I was happy that it was over with.
Dean was right. We had like forty minutes to spare before everyone came. There was Ambulances and Cops everywhere…I hate the police. They always get in the way of a hunt. A Paramedic had loaded up Tommy already. Two police officers were interviewing Ben; Sam was standing behind Ben, helping with the story, we came up with.
"And the bear came back again after you yelled at it?" The officer asked. Ben nodded his head.
"That's when it circled the campsite. I mean, this grizzly must have weighed eight hundred, nine hundred pounds." Sam nodded with his agreement of it.
The officer closed his notebook. "All right, we'll go after it first thing." Haley, Dean, and I were standing off to the side. We were all patched up and questioned. Haley turned towards Dean and I.
"So I don't know how to thank you." I waved her off. Dean smirks lasciviously. Haley smiles. "Must you cheapen the moment?" I laughed.
"Yeah." Dean said shrugging and smiling.
"It's his specialty." I tapped his stomach with my hand. He glares at me. A paramedic comes up to Haley.
"You riding with your brother?" She asked Haley. Haley looked at her and nodded her head.
"Yeah." The paramedic nodded.
"We're leaving in five." The paramedic heads back to the ambulance. Haley turns to Ben. Who came up with out Sam. He was still talking to the Paramedic. Because Haley, Dean, and Ben were hit in the head pretty hard, Sam and I were the ones they questioned the most. I started towards Sam.
"Rose!" I looked back and saw Haley coming towards me. What did she want?
"Yea-" I was cut off by her hugging me. I really didn't know what to do, so I just placed one arm around her.
"Thank you." She whispered in my ear. "Ben told me how you helped him." Oh she's talking about when I helped him calm down…and boosted his Ego. I pulled back from her.
"I didn't do much really." I started to rub the back of my neck.
"To Ben, that was everything." She gives me one last hug and walked back over to Ben, who waved bye to me. I nodded my goodbye. "Let's go." Sam and Ben nod at each other and Haley kissed Dean on the cheek. "I hope you find your father." Haley and Ben head for the ambulance but not before she stops in front of Sam. "Thanks, Sam." They climbed in the ambulance with Tommy, who is shirtless and bandaged. Sam and I sit on the Impala's hood with Dean.
"Close her up." The second paramedic told the third one. The ambulance doors closed and they started to truck.
"Man, I hate camping." Dean said out of no where.
"Me too." Sam said after. I stood up and starched.
"I use to like it, now not so much." Dean wrapped him arm around my shoulders, leaning on me. We were watching the ambulance driving away, sirens on.
"Sam, you know we're gonna find Dad, right?" Dean asked looking at his younger brother.
"Yeah, I know." Sam looked at Dean. "But in the meantime? I'm driving." Dean sighed and tossed Sam the keys.
"This is so unfair." I said as I got in the back seat.