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Prologue
Dean woke with a groan. Everything around him was dark. His hands were cuffed as he sat in a wooden chair. The metal scraped against his wrists, so tight that it was bleeding them. He could still feel the gash of the wound on his forehead. Blood dripped from his nose and onto his tongue. It tasted bitter.

"Welcome back to the land of the living," said someone softly. He jerked his head in the direction of the voice.

"Who said that?" He demanded.

"The thing from your nightmare," the voice gave a dark laugh.

"Hilirous," Dean responded shortly. "Like that's never been said before."

A knife was pressed against his throat.

"Keep talking buddy," the voice growled.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa there," said Dean. "What do you want with me anyway?"

"It's not you I want, it's your brother," the man chuckled. "You just added to the perk, is all."

Dean's face paled as he remembered his brother getting hit over the head over and over, him unable to stop it.

"My brother..."His voice trailed off. "Where is he?"

"Watch." The voice was now amused. Suddenly Dean noticed a tv was right in front of him as it flicked on. He stared in horror at an image of his brother strapped to a surgical table.

He jerked his body, trying to get free from the cuffs. If only he had remembered to put his knife in his backpocket, damn it. His eyes narrowed with hatred as he saw a man move towards his brother. Sam was clearly terrified, his eyes blinking quickly and his breathing getting faster by the minute. He started to plead in a moaning tone for the man to stop.

"Goddamn it," Dean growled in fury. "Let him go you sonofabitch!"

"I don't think so," the voice behind him sighed with contment. "You see, I'm very interested in Sammy, here. I want to see what makes him tick."

"So you're going to cut him open, is that it?" Growled Dean, anger rising above him. Damn it! Why did Sam always have to get himself into these kinds of messes?

The man laughed.

"Oh no," he whispered. "I'm going to do so much more than that. You'll see, you'll see."

Dean stared at the screen as the man with the surgical tool leaned towards his brother. His own breath got quicker. If he managed to meet up with that bastard there'd be hell to pay.

As Dean bit his lip and tried violently to get out of the chair he watched as the man pressed the knife onto Sam's skin. Sam yelled in pain as the camera zoomed in on the knife cutting calmly at the skin, blood spilling out.

"I swear to God, when I get out of here I'm going to kill you!" Dean roared, venom in his tone now. The faceless man gave an almost full belly laugh.

"What?" He asked in an amused tone. "You don't find this entertaining?"

"You sonofabitch, I swear-"

"Enough with your empty threats, Dean," the man said and yawned. "They're pointless. Just sit back and enjoy the show. That's what I'm going to do."

And so unable to stop it Dean watched helplessly as his brother continued to scream in pain while the knife carved down the body, slowly cutting it open....

Yup, mainly filled with hurt/tortured Sam and protective Dean. Review if you want me to continue! :)