Date: 2009-04-14 06:21 am (UTC)
He looked like a man, but his teeth gave him away. So did the canine eyes. But Dean had feigned obliviousness (which he was good at). He lured the wolf back to the motel room, where Sam was waiting with all the weapons they could think of.

But when Dean opened the door, the wolf revealed his strength and threw Dean several feet forward onto the bed.

"This is going to be fun," he said as he stalked toward Dean, hunger or lust in his feral eyes.

Sam quickly raised the shotgun but the wolf was still too fast, or his instincts were too good, because soon the gun was out of Sam's hands, and Sam's body was sprawled on the thin motel carpet, wind knocked out of him.

The beast straddled Sam and placed a sharp fingernail on his throat. "Thank you, Dean," he said, "What a big basket of goodies you've brought me."

Dean launched a knife which landed squarely in the ribs of the wolf.

"Sorry," Dean quipped, "but I wasn't planning on sharing."
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