I didn't own them last chapter and i don't own them now.
Liam supposed that most people in his situation became hunters. He wasn't stupid, he KNEW he was working for a demon, but when he had started it had just made too much sense, and now, if he didn't think about it too hard, it was actually kind of fun. It felt like he was on a permanent, never-ending exhilarating adventure - playing with death and fate with a distorted guardian angel on your shoulder. And besides, it felt so good to be accepted by his brother. So he followed him, because that's what little brothers do.
When Sam came to he felt as though he had just woken up with worst hangover possible. Holding his head in his hands he sat up. It took a total of 3.7 seconds for him to register that something was not quite right, another 1.3 seconds to force his eyelids open and 0.1 seconds to panic when he realized he was locked in a cell with two pairs of eyes watching him closely. Damn it.
"Morning Starshine!" greeted one of the men watching his cell, "Good to see those drugs starting to wear off"
Sam glared back, "where am I? What do you want?"
"You're in a cell that's all you need to know. And don't worry, we're not here for you – we're here for Dean"
The mention of Dean's name pulled Sam the rest of the way out of the haze. "what did you do to Dean?" he demanded of the older gentleman.
"Nothing…yet" and his eyes flashed black.
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why Dean?"
"Oh, that," the demon snickered, "heard something about Dean getting in the way of the apocalypse. Wouldn't want him to have the chance to ruin our party, would I?
Sam stood up suddenly "Where is he?', he snarled face merely inches from the bars.
"Woah, easy sugar. No need to get upset" the demon responded in an eerily sweet voice.
"I said, where is he!"
The demon looked at his watch and shrugged. "By my calculations he should get here any minute... We left a decent trail for him to follow," he nodded at the younger man standing next to him who had yet to say a word, but who seemed to visibly glow at the mention of his work. Sam studied the second man's face, he didn't know what to make of him. He seemed humbled, ashamed maybe even, which didn't strike him as typical demon behavior, but then again, after Ruby and Crowley he was way passed being surprised by atypical demon behavior.
"You're wrong. He won't come," Sam responded lamely.
The demon almost laughed in his face. "Yes he will. That's what big brothers do." Sam was furious at them for using him to get to Dean, and he knew Dean would come for him just as the demon predicted. He had no way to warn him either. He looked up at his two capture-rs and their smirking faces. "He won't let you get him," he said out loud though it was more for his own benefit than theirs.
"Oh we'll see. We'll see"
I'm sorry all these chapters are short. Dean shows up in the next one. Maybe it will be longer. As always, reviews are read and appreciated.
