Roman streched his body and heard his spine crack a bit.
"I'm getting too old for long road trips in the back seat," Roman said.
"The front seat doesn't have much more room either," Dean said.
Seth grabbed a pair of binoculars and looked around.
"The village almost seems empty. They're all hiding inside," Seth said.
"Would you be running around playing outside if a fucking dragon tried to walk into your home?" Dean asked.
Seth gave Dean a look and got a toothy smile back. He turned to the mountain and looked through the binoculars again.
"I can see the cave entrance," Seth said. "No sign of the dragon though."
"Why does a dragon walk into a village? They usually stay hidden and fly at night way above the clouds so they won't be spotted," Dean said.
"Does the fact that this conversation is more normal to us than if dragons actually exist or not seem weird to you?" Seth asked.
"Nope!" Dean shook his head. "Dragons exist. We already know that. We might not have been face to face with one yet but we know they're real."
"Alright, I packed a dragon emergency kit according to the files from other teams," Roman said.
Roman grabbed a backpack from the trunk and walked from the car over to the helicopter. Seth and Dean looked at each other and then followed Roman. They got into the helicopter and flew towards the mountain. They found the spot where they knew the could land safely and went down. They got out of the helicopter and felt the thin air.
"It's fucking cold up here," Dean said.
"I'm sure the dragon will light a fire if you ask nicely," Roman said.
"As long as it doesn't set me on fire," Dean said.
They followed the narrow path from the landing spot to the cave entrance. They stopped and listened and could clearly hear heavy breathing and whimpers of pain.
"I think it's hurt," Roman whispered.
Seth turned on a flashlight and they all stepped into the cave. It didn't take long before they found the green dragon. It was looking at them with a look in its eyes as if it wasn't sure if it should be scared and defend itself or not.
"We mean you no harm," Roman held up his hands. "We're on your side. We're just trying to figure out why you scared the village."
The dragon opened its mouth with a whimper.
"Ew! Bad breath," Dean said.
"It smells rotten," Seth said.
"Give me that," Roman said.
Roman grabbed the flashlight and shone the light into the dragon's mouth.
"A rotten tooth," Roman said. "No wonder it went into the village. It's in pain and tried asking for help."
"What do we do?" Dean asked.
Roman opened the backpack and grabbed a long rope.
"We remove the tooth," Roman said. "Dragon, will you let us help you? That tooth needs to get out to make the pain go away."
The dragon moved its head further down and kept its mouth open. Roman handed Seth the flashlight again and moved over to the dragon's mouth. He tied the rope around the tooth while the dragon let out whimpers of pain.
"I know it hurts but you gotta stay strong. It will be over soon," Roman said. "Dean, I need your help."
Dean moved over to Roman and they both grabbed the rope.
"Pull as hard as you can. We can't keep him in pain like this," Roman said.
They put in all their body weight and pulled as hard they could. The dragon let out a roar of pain and then both men fell backwards as the tooth came flying out of the mouth.
"You did it," Seth said.
Roman and Dean stood up and looked at the dragon. It felt its way around its mouth with its tongue.
"Do we have anything for an infection?" Dean asked.
"He knows what to do," Roman said. "Dragons have always known what to do when they need healing."
The dragon let out a tired sound that sounded more happy than anything they had heard so far. It laid down flat with its mouth closed. Roman gently placed his hand on its nose and smiled at it.
"Rest well," Roman said. "I can't imagine how long that pain has kept you awake but you can rest now. It was an honor to meet you and help you."
The dragon closed its eyes and Roman pointed towards the cave entrance. Seth and Dean followed Roman out of the cave, and they moved back up to the helicopter.
"A fucking dragon, man," Dean grinned. "There's another one to cross off my list of creatures I actually want to meet in this line of work."