Again, Wow! I look every day if there was a new alert for your story and I wasn't disappointed by this wonderful new chapter!

See you at your next one (pretty soon I hope)!

Cool chapter! Favorite line:

“Maybe you left during the last commercial break, man, but we’re up shit creek here,” Dean lifted his head a fraction, looking at Sam’s face.

Hehehe.

More Dean punishment. Poor guy! But he's so sexy when he's slogging through it.

He started to open his mouth to reassure him, to let him know he was there to help. He wasn’t prepared for the word the boy uttered in a thin, broken voice.

“Dad?”

Nice ending, man. Dean needs a hug. Ooh, but not with those lacerations on his back. :P Woobie!

A detail or two:

"He shuddered at the memory of the shtriga bent over Sam, pulling his life away as Dean stood with the rifle in his frozen hands."

I lent my DVDs to someone, but I *think* he had a single-barrel shotgun, didn't he?

If Dean and Sam knew they were hunting a wendigo and had their choice of weapons to bring, I bet they'd use incendiary rounds. I think they burn hotter (30 degrees or something crazy like that) and they'd have more shots that way. They're friggin' expensive as ammo goes, but that's what credit card scams are for, right? :P

Well, that was fun. :) Loving the story.

Well you certainly can't fault Dean for trying to get them out of there. My God, he is just Superman! I really like how the flashbacks added to this chapter - the holes filled again. I also love that Dean told Sam what he was dreaming about; at least to some extent.

Torture abound, hopelessness and brotherly love. A wonderful mix for the chapter.

Dad? Hm, I'm thinking not, but I certainly could be wrong. It would be nice to see John caring for the boys; looking out for them when they think he is not around. Perhaps, if it IS John, he'll get them to safety without their knowledge. Tracking them without them knowing - like in Home. I guess I'll just have to wait and see. So, another chapter is in order!

:D

Caroline

The flashback of Pastor Jim was really well done and helped to tell the story of Dean's obsession with keeping Sam safe. He really is just one big open wound, trying his hardest to protect his brother no matter what it cost him. My favorite line was when Sam asked Dean to get on the travois with him, and wait out the Wendigo. My heart ached for him. The Native American hunter is a nice touch and I'm looking forward to learning more about his story.

A wonderful chapter. Intense, very intense.

Wow! This fic is just fantastic. Can't wait for more!

This was a great chapter. I love good angsty stuff. I'm glad thatyou added the little bit on the end. ITs not such a crazy cliffhanger with it but it still leaves you wondering and wanting more. :) I can't wait for more!

What can I say? So good! You really know how to capture a moment - when Dean said, "It's not gone" and Sammy replied, "I know" and I realized the wendigo was standing right beside the travois I got an actual chill.

And when, despite the fact that he has been wounded and remains in imminent danger, Dean is triumphant as he realizes Sam is safe just captures so much of what he's all about.

The visual of Dean Winchester, wendigo-wrastler... such a badass.

And I just knew Sammy wouldn't be able to keep that promise - thankfully! Nice touch having Dean mistake Sam's voice for John's.

You are master of pain and hopelessness, and I mean that as the highest compliment:) I could feel their hope ebbing away, could feel the pain and the panic, the resignation as the severity of their situation sank in.

The Arizona flashback was so well done. I especially enjoyed the following lines:

If he'd just been...just been human with Sam...

Dean wouldn't have lost him.

So true that John's actions closed the door on Dean's relationship with Sam, not just on his own.

Also thought the following was wonderful:

The bad part about having no one to talk to meant that he now had to be alone with his thoughts, alone in his head. That was not a place he wanted to be right now.

And this:

And as he helped his Dad to the car, he realized he had done it all without saying a word.

*Sob.* Oh, Dean...

Nice job with finding the boys a way out. Finally the Winchesters have a little GOOD luck for a change! The fact that the man was a hunter tracking the wendigo made it more believable as he would've followed the trail that led straight to the boys. And way to break our hearts with Dean's last line -guh.

Loving it and waiting on the edge of my seat for the next chapter! Well done:)

This chapter was totally awesome for me. Something Wicked is an ep I hold dear to my heart because I think it gave us more of an insight into the why of Dean's character.

I can barely wait for your next writing and I will keep reading.

Dean's indomitable spirit and love for his brother shines so stongly.

Nilah.

Loving every word of this. Can't wait for the next part.

Oh, ack, knife to the heart! Woobie!Dean, asking for Dad! Great chapter :) And I bow down to your whumpage mastery, just when I think my boy can't take any more, he does. He's like a Timex, huh?

*Hearts Staind* *hearts Dean* I don't know what do say. *Wipes a tear* Can't wait to read more. _

Eep. My goodness that was intense. And here I thought once they killed the Wendigo things would be down hill from there. Silly me.

Oh my God. I don't have to words to describe just how good this chapter was. It was wonderful. You got a real talent for writing this series. I've been reading your other stories also, and I'm impressed just how well you manage to capture the personality of both of them. I've never seen someone who do it as well as you.

The plot for this story is great, so is the small flashbacks you've put into this chapter. The one right after Sam left was great, especially the part with the forgotten CD under the bed.

Mhm, I can't wait to read more! I got to admit I thought it was John who found them in the end of this chapter, but perhaps it's well as good that it wasn't him. Dean doesn't need another lecture about keeping his brother safe.

Well, take care. Hopefully we'll get another update soon.

I've been waiting days for this. It seems that I may have been waiting an eternity. How time passes so slowly. And this morning I woke to find it here, and I sat down immediately to immerse myself, and once again this story has exceeded my expectations.

Where do I begin? The Wendigo was chilling. The descriptions you gave were horrifying, the most frightening of evil - that which has the potential for human emotion. It played with them, and I truly felt that there was no hope. How could they possibly outsmart something so smart and aware.

But they did it, together, and it was very nearly the last thing they ever did.

Your flashbacks are... amazing! I'm almost speechless and am in definite awe of the perfect placement of each one, the depth of emotion that each imparts, and the meaning that draws back and forth, from the past to the present.

I've read so many different versions of Sam leaving, but this one, told through Dean's eyes - just days after Sam left - gutted me. Sam's music choice, how he was so different from Dean and John, yet so much a part of them that when he goes, they both have to reshape who they are, how they work together. It makes sense, but never did I imagine it with such emotional conviction as the memory you brought to life. Amazing, just amazing!

The incident with the striga. Dean's feelings of guilt and Pastor Jim's attempts to assauge that guilt... call me a sobbing splotch of goo. That's all I am. Poor Dean. That memory makes me ache.

The action scene with the Wendigo. You amaze me with your skill to bring this well rounded story to life in all its facets. Some writers are great at one thing, but struggle with others, you don't suffer from this. Your words flow effortlessly whether you are writing action, or emotion, or flashback, or humor (kettle... black! *lol*).

And now they have been found. But damn, they are in bad shape... and so am I because now I go back to waiting for the next chapter of this amazing fic that captures the very essence of the brothers in a way that not many fics do.

Thank you for sharing. Thank you for writing. And... when you get your first novel published (because it's clearly only a matter of time), girl, I want an autographed copy of it. Make a mental note, okay! *wink*