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14 July 2007 @ 12:11 pm
Title: Protect
Pairing: Dean/Sam
Rating: NC-17
Summary: At the end of a wolf hunt, someone always dies.
Author's Notes: The seventh installment of my Werewolf 'Verse. Because this is AU I've been playing around with the whole timeline and Sam's abilities. Please review.
Disclaimer: Everything Supernatural related belongs to Eric Kripke and the CW. Lucky bastards.
Most of my information came from Werewolves Powers and Werewolves

Keeping his eyes on the man holding the shotgun, Dean gently eased Sam back to lay against the tree. He stroked over his brother’s hair with gentle, reassuring fingers once before slowly climbing to his feet.

Gordon grinned at him, the shotgun aimed now at Dean’s chest. “It’s about time you showed up. I was about to give up waiting.”

Dean bared his teeth in a snarl. Gordon reeked of Sam’s blood.

In one swift move, Dean grabbed the gun and shoved it forward and down into Gordon’s stomach. As the wind was knocked out of the older man with a whoosh of breath, he slammed his fist into his face.

Gordon hit the ground hard, the gun flying out of his hand. He laughed as blood spilled from the cut in his cheek. Dean’s ring glistened red.

“Very nice,” Gordon said as he climbed to his feet. He didn’t bother to wipe away the blood, letting it run down his skin like war paint. “I was hoping for a decent hunt today. The other one was disappointing.”

Dean’s nostrils flared as he took in the scent of the hunter’s blood. It only made him angrier, the animal inside him begging to be released. It was furious that his mate was hurt and was determined to make the one responsible feel excruciating pain. Dean couldn’t agree more.

“You’re going to wish you’d never touched Sam,” he growled, voice low and husky with dark promise.

Gordon smirked and licked his lips. “Touched him? It’s a little too late for that, in every sense.”

Dean’s hands clenched into fists at his sides. “Liar,” he accused.

“Maybe, maybe not.”

Keeping himself between Gordon and his brother, Dean waited for the hunter to make the next move. He allowed his anger and hatred to wash over him, keeping him focused on the other man.

After a few long moments of silence, the air between them practically crackling with tension, Gordon attacked. He lunged at the werewolf with fists flying. Dean caught both hands, and Gordon used the distraction to sweep Dean’s legs out from underneath him.

As soon as he hit the forest floor Dean was up again. He charged Gordon, catching him in the chest and shoving them both onto the ground. Straddling the dark-skinned man, he traded fists, punching his head from side to side.

Gordon’s skin split under the attack; Dean’s knuckles bruising with the force of his hits. Grabbing one of Dean’s firsts before he could make contact again, he pulled the brunet close and hit him across the mouth with his free hand.

Dean’s head snapped to the side and he fell off the older man. He sat up licked the blood from his split lip, spitting it onto the grass.

Gordon got up and swung his foot, his boot slamming into Dean’s gut. Dean grunted in pain and bent forward, his arm across his abdomen.

Gordon laughed. “You’re fucking pathetic. I’m going to love slicing you up and bleeding you out. You--”

The rest of his rant was cut off as his body slumped to the ground, out cold. Above him, Sam stood with the shotgun still in the air from were he’d struck the hunter in the back of the head.

Sam and Dean’s eyes met and then Sam was falling. Dean caught him before he hit the ground. He cradled his brother close, one hand on the back of his head protectively as he looked at Gordon’s body.

Dean’s gaze snapped up as five wolves emerged from the forest around them. Gwen approached, the only one in her human form. She swept her dark eyes over Gordon’s body in disgust before moving onto the two brothers.

“We will take care of him,” she said, referring to the fallen hunter. Her hand swept over Sam’s hair, and Dean growled at her. Gwen smiled at his protectiveness. “Don’t worry, Pup. He’ll be alright. Wolfsbane is a tricky bitch but it’s not fatal. Come, I know a place you’ll be safe while he heals.”

Dean didn’t want to trust her, but Sam was so still against him. He didn’t even react to Gwen’s touch. Silently thanking his newfound strength, Dean lifted his mate into his arms and stood. He followed Gwen further into the forest.

Behind them, the rest of the pack had moved in on Gordon. The hunter’s sudden screams were like music to Dean’s ears.

When Sam awoke later, he found himself laying on a makeshift bed in what appeared to be an old barn. The scent of fresh hay was all around him, the blanket beneath him soft against his naked skin.

Sam turned his head, meeting Dean’s gaze. His brother was sitting close, his hand on Sam’s wrist like he couldn’t stand the thought of not touching him.

“How’re you feeling?” Dean asked, his voice unusually soft. It was the tone he always used when Sam got hurt. It was concern and guilt rolled into one. Dean always felt like it was his fault whenever Sam was injured; the idea was something that Sam was never able to understand nor rid his brother of.

“Sore,” Sam croaked, his throat dry. He licked his lips. “Thirsty.”

Cupping the back of the younger man’s neck, Dean sat him up a bit and brought a cup of water to his lips. Sam drank slowly, closing his eyes as the liquid soothed his throat and cooled his belly.

“Take it easy, baby,” Dean said as Sam choked a bit, some of the water dribbling back out his mouth and down his chin. Laying the other man back down, he used his hand to wipe the water away.

Sam winced as he tried moving his arms. His whole body was stiff. The cuts were quickly healing and the blood had been cleaned away, but the after affects from the Wolfsbane left his body feeling like he hadn’t used it properly in years.

“You’ll be fine by morning,” Dean said, watching his brother try to move. “We’ll stay here until then.”

“Where are we?”

“With the pack. Gwen brought us here, I guess this is their safe haven or something.”

Sam licked his lips again, swallowing hard. “Gordon..?” He felt Dean lay down beside him, his brother’s fingers trailing over the fading cuts on Sam’s chest and the arm closest to him.


“Did… Did I..?

“No. It was the pack.”

Sam nodded, for some reason feeling relieved. He’d opened his eyes to see Gordon standing over his brother, the shot gun on the ground beside him. Immediately his fingers had curled around the weapon and despite his body’s protests he’d forced himself to his feet.

His fingers wouldn’t work on the trigger, so Sam improvised. It had been easier to swing his arm; the last thing he remembered being the satisfying crack of the handle of the rifle making contact with the back of Gordon’s skull.

“Sammy..” Dean moved even closer, wrapping himself over his brother’s body. “Did Gordon touch you? Hurt you?” He had to know, even after everything.

“Not in the way you’re worrying about. Just with the knife.”

“I’m sorry.” The words were foreign on his tongue. He hardly ever apologized to anyone; even his brother. This time, he wanted to. Sam had almost died, damn it, and it was because Dean hadn’t been there with him. “I shouldn’t have let you go off alone.”

“Don’t go all chick flick on me, Dean,” Sam replied, using his brother‘s favorite phrase. Dean chuckled beside him. Looking at his mate, Sam gave him a small smile. “Seriously, though. It was a stupid mistake on both our parts. When are we going to learn to not split up?”

“Probably never. You can be such a stubborn little bitch.”

“Shut the fuck up, jerk.”

Dean leaned up and kissed him, ignoring the small sting of his healing split lip. When Sam’s lips parted beneath his, he groaned softly and slid his tongue into his brother’s mouth.

Sam’s fingers clutched at Dean’s shirt, trying to pull him closer. Licking at the roof of Sam’s mouth, Dean moved his hand down the younger man’s body to wrap around his cock.

Sam broke the kiss with a pant, his hips twitching. Moving his mouth down, Dean licked at the faint slice on Sam’s jaw line as he stroked the flesh in his hand to hardness. He thumbed the head, the pad sliding over the weeping slit at the end.

Dean’s own cock was hard and pressing against the zipper of his jeans. He rocked against Sam’s leg, his hand moving faster to match.

Sam was panting and moaning, moving restlessly on the blanket. “Ah god, please..”

Dean tightened his fingers, sucking hard at Sam’s neck. “Mine,” he growled, biting the flesh.

Sam cried out Dean’s name as he came, splattering Dean’s hand and his own stomach. Dean thrust against Sam’s leg a few more times before stiffening, a wet spot forming on the front of his jeans.

Sam released his death grip on Dean’s shirt with a content sound. His brother was sliding his fingers through the come on Sam’s belly, rubbing it into his skin. He ignored the uncomfortable feel of the sticky mess in his boxers.

“Gordon won’t be the last hunter we have to deal with, Dean,” he murmured. “You know that don’t you?”

“Yeah, Sammy. I know. Next time, thought, try not to play the damsel in distress.”

Sam smiled, hearing the teasing note in his brother’s voice. It was better than the guilt from before. Teasing he knew how to handle. “I’ll try.”

“Damn straight.”

Continued in Stray

Current Mood: nervousnervous
Current Music: AFI: Prelude 12/21
GuardianAngel_xguardianangel_x on July 14th, 2007 04:50 pm (UTC)
*does a lil' danc* YES! AN UPDATE! :D

I gotta say, the summary and your pic had me worried... I got all scared!

pfft, I should have known you wouldn't kill SaM! How silly of me! LOL

Awesome, as usual ;)

Thank GOD Gordon's gone. I hate that man.

I really do.
kiraynnkiraynn on July 14th, 2007 04:57 pm (UTC)
xD nah, I love Sammy way too much to kill in my own storeies but I have been known to enjoy his deathfics. I'm a fan of limp!Sam though so I enjoy abusing him. *innocent look* thanks, hon =) and I'm still waiting for your update! don't think I forgot! ;)
(no subject) - guardianangel_x on July 14th, 2007 05:00 pm (UTC) (Expand)
(no subject) - kiraynn on July 14th, 2007 05:05 pm (UTC) (Expand)
angels3angels3 on July 14th, 2007 05:15 pm (UTC)
The pack would have
had to wait there turn cause I would have ripped Gordon limb from freakin limb. Loved it can't wait for more.
kiraynnkiraynn on July 14th, 2007 05:17 pm (UTC)
Re: The pack would have
thanks! =) he would have definitely deserved that ;)
Amyquarterwhore on July 14th, 2007 05:28 pm (UTC)
Well, Gordon got what he deserved! I'm so glad that Sammy's okay... I'm not sure what to think about Gwen and the pack, but they seem okay. Thanks for the update!! :)
kiraynnkiraynn on July 14th, 2007 05:38 pm (UTC)
the pack is not going to be a major part of this verse, they just show up now and again so it's okay if you're unsure about them ;) no problem, thanks for the review! =)
anguiferanguifer on July 14th, 2007 07:03 pm (UTC)
*does insane happy dance and cheers* Yay!

So, is there going to be more John in this? I love John, he just adds an extra dimension to things.

I loved this *nods happily* Yay for the werewolves! I don't like the pack, but I see in another comment you say they're not going to feature that often in this.

So yeah *does insane happy dance*
kiraynnkiraynn on July 14th, 2007 08:04 pm (UTC)
John will definitely be back despite Dean's warning ;) thanks! I'm glad you like it =) yeah the pack will just be randomly showing up when I need them to, and it'll probably be less and less as the verse progresses *g*
(no subject) - anguifer on July 14th, 2007 09:14 pm (UTC) (Expand)
krazyinthedark on July 14th, 2007 07:32 pm (UTC)
great fic
kiraynnkiraynn on July 14th, 2007 08:05 pm (UTC)
Re: great fic
aw, thanks! *blush* I'm flattered that you think so =D
mossylawn: hockey!Dean is adorablemossylawn on July 14th, 2007 08:02 pm (UTC)
You're just about made my Saturday.

*off to read*
kiraynnkiraynn on July 14th, 2007 08:15 pm (UTC)
I hope you like it ;)
Nikki: Dean's powersarlev_vanisa on July 14th, 2007 09:46 pm (UTC)
tee hee. Thank god everything was okay.

Good chapter.
kiraynnkiraynn on July 15th, 2007 12:06 am (UTC)
thank you!
(Anonymous) on July 14th, 2007 10:09 pm (UTC)
"Dean always felt like it was his fault whenever Sam was injured; the idea was something that Sam was never able to understand"

Sam'll get it when it's Dean's turn to be the hurt one/damsel in distress. Ever meet a woman when you've hurt her man? Yeah, like that but with werewolf testosterone. That I can't wait to see.
kiraynnkiraynn on July 15th, 2007 12:07 am (UTC)
so very true =)
(Anonymous) on July 15th, 2007 12:11 am (UTC)
You broked me and then put me back together. I LOVE THIS verse! Protective Dean and his mate. I think I love you!
kiraynnkiraynn on July 15th, 2007 12:24 am (UTC)
thanks! I'm happy you like it =D
(Anonymous) on July 15th, 2007 12:32 pm (UTC)
I loves it! I think the pack should show up more.. Other pack memebers should totally be trying to get with sammy which makes Dean jealous because sammy belongs to dean..
kiraynnkiraynn on July 15th, 2007 06:43 pm (UTC)
possessive/jealous!Dean is always nice ;) you're the first to say you like the pack and it makes me happy =) thanks for reading!
pbwhispererpbwhisperer on July 15th, 2007 07:31 pm (UTC)
Werewolf 'verse so interesting, and so well written. Too bad you had to kill off Gordon, though, would have been fun to play with him some more. (Huh, that's more cat-like than wolf-like. I sure do empathize with the blinding urge to kill him right now!) So loving the added dimension that the werewolf thing adds to the brothers' characters and relationship, and how much 'themselves' they still are. I kinda agree with your take on it; it's not so much of a stretch from how they were before...
kiraynnkiraynn on July 15th, 2007 07:36 pm (UTC)
Re: Protect
I almost wanted to keep Gordon around, but there was no way either brother would let him get far if the pack hadn't taken him out the rest of the way. he won't be the last hunter they face, though. yeah there's really not so much of a difference when people become werewolves, besides the obvious. it's almost like a split personality instead of a constant change. at least at first. thanks for the review!
shelgrainger2shelgrainger2 on July 15th, 2007 11:45 pm (UTC)
I hope the guys have finally learned not to separate before one of them ends up dead. Glad the pack came to help and take care of Gordon and that Sammy was not the one to kill him. Love Dean staking his claim on Sammy again, that is always nice to see lol! Looking forward to more.
kiraynnkiraynn on July 16th, 2007 12:12 am (UTC)
thanks! =) Dean claiming Sam will never get old. at least not in this girl's mind xD
littlestarling: SamMaplittlestarling on July 16th, 2007 01:15 am (UTC)
Super!!! Gordon finally got what was coming to him & so did Sam & Dean!

kiraynnkiraynn on July 16th, 2007 01:17 am (UTC)
glad you liked it ;)
crowleyangel on October 2nd, 2007 11:57 pm (UTC)
I love this fic so fucking much, it's hot and written great and the plot is original which doesn't happen very often so great job! I also noticed that the bulk of your Jensen pics are from DarkAngel. He's so hot as Ben/Alec! Great job.
kiraynnkiraynn on October 3rd, 2007 12:55 am (UTC)
thank you. I love Alec/Ben, and in my mind Ben is totally werewolf!Dean. plus he's the right age xD
yvonnegosyvonnegos on January 6th, 2009 01:02 am (UTC)
Ha! I love limp!Sam too. Mainly cuz I love possessive!Dean, and Sam being hurt always brings out the possessiveness of Dean..:D...And by the way, I didnt think too much of it before, but after this story, I'm a really big fan of Dean licking Sam...hehe.