Seven

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"You." Dean said, hitting his head against the tree. "I knew it.."

"Well, you were the one who decided to check this out, and this is what you get." She said, taking out a knife. "And now it's my turn to carve your insides out."

"Wait! Sam shouted. "We can help you!"

She laughed, shaking her head. "Help me with what? I don't let people like you help me!"

"You know about the virus, right?" Dean asked. "Well...we know a lot about it and you might need our help to survive it."

Walking up to him, she held the knife against his neck. "I know all about it, boy. I can survive it on my own, thank you very much."

"So you don't care if people die over this?" Sam asked.

"If you're trying to counsel me, it won't work, Sherlock." She said. "And now the fun part."

She cut Dean's neck, leaving a shallow line of blood.

"Don't hurt him, you bitch!" Sam shouted, getting her attention. He blinked once, and she was in front of him a second later, holding the knife between them.

"Don't...test me." She growled. "Now...here's the deal: you and your brother are to never see me again, or even look for me. I won't hesitate to kill you both and rip your throats out."

"Why are you being like this?" Sam asked. "We can help you, and you won't even see us."

"Because I don't trust anyone, dumbass!!" She snapped, and sliced her knife across his cheek and jaw, making him yell in pain.

She was suddenly hurled off of him, falling to the ground. Looking up, he saw Dean standing there. 

Sam's eyes widened. "How the hell did you get out?"

His brother shrugged. "I just pushed. It took a while but...I got off."

He felt strong hands grab him by the shoulders, flinging him across the forest floor, his back hitting the car. Sam tried getting off, but he was struggling. The girl glared at him, her eyes icy blue before she attacked Dean again, kicking him in the gut before he could get back up. Kneeling in front of him, she grabbed his neck in a choke hold. He tried getting out, but the grip was too strong.

"I'm gonna say what I said to your brother." She hissed. "You..and him are to never see me again, so don't bother trying to look for me." Yanking him closer, her face was inches away from his. "I won't hesitate to kill you two next time. I'll enjoy ripping your throats out."

With that, she let him go, only to punch him across the face, his jaw throbbing with pain. When Dean looked up, she was gone.

"Dean!" Sam shouted, running up to him. "Are you alright??" He asked, helping him get back up on his feet.

"Well...she wasn't kidding when she said she'll kill us if she sees us again." Dean said.Sam scoffed.

"Yeah...let's get out of here before she decides to come back."

When they got back in the car, Sam in the driver seat, they continued to find a different motel to stay at.

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