Summary: With Sam's blood running through Crowley's veins, Crowley cannot help but feel an attachment to the young hunter. After helping Sam cast away Gadreel, Crowley has his own ideas. Those ideas contain torture, stealing Sam's blood, and keeping Sam to himself. Crowley x Sam

IMPORTANT: I do not own Supernatural. It belongs to Eric Kripke.

Author's Note: Here is the second chapter. I really enjoyed writing this one. I cannot promise that I will be updating every day because I work a full time job and go to school part time. The only day off I off are Wednesdays and I do have other fics that need attention. I have a feeling this one will be getting more because I am really enjoying it.

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"Son of a bitch!" yelled an angry Dean.

"Dean, calm down," said Castiel who was still looking shocked himself. He cannot believe he put his faith in a demon like that, but he needs Dean to be calm. "Sit down and we will try to figure this out."

"I can't Cas! That bastard took Sam! He could be dead by now!" Dean let out a yell and kicked over one of the chairs at a nearby table.

"I don't think Crowley will kill Sam, Dean."

"This is Crowley we're talking about!"

Castiel let out a sigh. "I know this, but while Crowley was taking the screws out of Sam's head, there was something...different about him. It reminds me of this emotion I felt when I was human. I still feel it from time to time -"

"Get to the point, Cas."

"It was lust."

There was silence. Dean staring at Castiel and Castiel staring back with a blank face, but there was no mistaking the concern in his eyes. Then to Castiel's surprise, Dean burst out laughing.

"You gotta be joking! I know you've been human for a short time, but seriously you don't joke about things like that."

"I am not joking, Dean," Castiel snapped, making Dean stop. "Crowley would not look away from the blood on Sam's face. He craves his blood!"

"What the hell? How did you go from lust to blood?"

Castiel shut his eyes and took a deep breath. He can understand why Dean is so upset because he just lost his brother again, but he has to understand.

"Crowley now has human blood in his veins, Sam's blood. He seems addicted to Sam's blood, and wants Sam to himself right now."

"Then why did you say lust? It sounds more like an obsession for his blood." Dean was obviously trying to convince himself that there was no lust involved. Castiel did not blame him. They were talking about this Crowley.

"There is lust too," Castiel responded, picking up the chair Dean kicked and sitting in it. "I am concerned for your brother, Dean. Crowley may have some human in him, but he is still the king of hell. I know Crowley will not kill Sam, but he will torture him. I can only imagine how."

It looked as though Dean was coming to that realization too because his face was suddenly pale. "I don't want that bastard violating my little brother. We need to find them!"

Castiel continued to keep his poker face on, but on the inside, he was scared for Sam. He has no idea where Crowley is hiding and Sam might be broken by the time they find them. Castiel does know that Sam is very strong, and that he will hold on for as long as possible. Sam's best bet would be to accept it, but Castiel felt his heart break when he saw how desperate Dean looked.

Dean has not been the best of help lately and Castiel really needed him. He longed for Dean's company because Dean is the only human who makes him feel alive. They will be working together again and this thought brought a smile to Castiel's face.

"Okay, Dean. I will help you look for your brother."

Dean looked shocked; obviously thinking Castiel would deny him. "I promise you Cas, I will find a way to make everything up to you. You can have anything you want. Just let me know."

"I will in time," said Castiel as he studied Dean's handsome face. "I already have something in mind, but right now we need to figure out where Crowley took your brother."

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Sam Winchester slowly opened his eyes when he felt something cold wrap around his left wrist, and then his right. What was happening and why does his head hurt so much? He also felt tired and just wanted to sleep, but he wanted to know where he was and who was near him.

As he lifted his head, he felt a wave of dizziness hit him. Sam cursed to himself and put it back down.

"Not so fast, pet. You need your strength for later."

Sam let out a groan as he felt a strong hand run through his hair. "Why -"

"Ssh...What did I say? Go to sleep. I promise I will be here once you wake and we will talk more."

Sam was too tired to protest, so he slowly closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

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Crowley watched as his treasure went back to sleep. He continued to stare at him, wondering how he got so lucky to have Sam Winchester in his grasp.

His eyes traveled to the blood that was still rolling down Sam's cheeks. Crowley should not let his new toy break...yet. He should stop the bleeding. It is only the nice thing to do.

Very slowly, Crowley leaned forward and sniffed Sam's face. His tongue gently licked the blood off Sam's face. Crowley let out a loud groan the second it touched his taste buds. He continued to lick and the licking led to sucking. Even the taste of his skin was divine.

Sam made a noise of protest, but continued to sleep. He turned his head away, giving Crowley a view of Sam's long neck.

"Oh Sam, you make this too easy." A twisted smile formed on Crowley's face and he bit into Sam's neck. Not wanting to wake Sam just yet, Crowley just sucked and nipped at the skin.

Crowley soon finished and leaned back to study his work. The mark he left was already an ugly red, making Crowley want to bite into it more until it bleeds.

He needed self-control. He will have plenty of time to do this in the days to come. Months even because he does not plan to let Sam go.

"You're mine now, Sam Winchester. You will never see your brother again. All you will know is me and only me."