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Sunday, January 27, 2013

Desert Song Chapter Four



        Dean dragged the litter bearing his brother until the sun was straight above him and the man could feel its heat.  He glanced at the sky.  The clouds were gone.

        “So much for rain,” the hunter muttered.  He sat down on a boulder and removed his jacket and long-sleeved shirt.  He found some small branches, rose to his feet and made a small shelter on the stretcher to cover Sam’s face.

        “Damn it, Sammy.  We’re in a mess,” he murmured.  Dean sat back down and took a few sips of water.  After resting for a few minutes, the older Winchester rose and knelt down beside his brother.  He attempted to give the unconscious man some water.  He watched it trickle down the younger man’s face and sighed.

        Placing the water back in the backpack he was carrying, the hunter picked up the end of the litter and began to pull it again.  He made several stops similar to this one and could never get water down his brother’s throat.

        Looking at his watch, Dean noted that is was almost 5:30.  He was exhausted, hungry, thirsty, and hurting.  He found himself stumbling and finally sat down by his brother.

        “Sammy, you need to wake up, man,” he spoke wearily.   “I know you can’t do much with the leg, but damn it, Sammy; I need you.”

        Dean dozed off for a short while.  When the hunter awoke, the sun was setting.  He could tell by the change in temperature and the darkness in some areas of the canyon.  He felt trapped within its walls; not remembering it going this far. 

        The older brother picked up the stretcher and walked until the darkness made it impossible to go further.  He sat down, wishing he was in the Impala.  The main thing was to get back to the Impala, and Dean knew he was moving slow.  The temperature got colder.  Finally, the hunter turned on his flashlight and looked for dry timber.  Stacking some wood, the young man made a fire to keep the two of them warm.

        He struggled to stay awake and protect his brother, but the lack of food and the injured leg compounded the exhaustion and Dean finally fell asleep.

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