Tony was no longer tied to a chair. He was hanging, bruised and bloody, from a chain hanging down from the ceiling. His wrists were tied tightly together and he could just barely touch the floor with pointed toes. He was thirsty, starving, and weak from blood loss. He was only semiconscious, because coming back into his full senses was much too painful and if he passed out completely he would only be woken up with a bucket of icy water, which left him cold and shivering for hours. He couldn't tell how much time had passed, but judging from his hunger he estimated he had been in the warehouse for two days.

His eyes were bruised and puffy, the right much worse than the left. It impeded his vision, and made everything seem blurry. His jaw had been smashed out of its socket, making him hurt even more whenever he had to scream. He knew he had cracked or broken a few ribs, and if he got the chance to run, his busted leg would not support his weight. He coughed, and he could taste iron inside his mouth. He figured that one of his ribs must have punctured something, and that he was slowly bleeding out.

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Dean and Sam parked the impala a block down from an abandoned warehouse. Sam had done his research on his laptop and determined that the electrical problems in DC were all located in the same neighborhood. They had also discovered that two people in the neighborhood had gone missing.

"Listen to this Dean" Sam had read, "Twenty-eight year old Clarisse Montgomery and nineteen year old Pete Finnegan both disappeared two days ago."

Of course Dean had suggested that maybe they had something going on until Sam confirmed that they didn't know each other, and had both gone missing within the same block of an abandoned warehouse.

Now, parked near that same warehouse, Sam and Dean went into the trunk of the car and pulled out bottles of holy water and containers of salt.

"You think they're in there?" Sam asked.

"Probably, although why two demons would be hanging out in a warehouse beats me."

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Amy was once again cutting into Tony when they both heard screams outside, then silence. She stopped and whirled around, bringing the blade still dripping with Tony's blood up to defend herself. Tony felt a flare of hope, thinking that it was Gibbs and his team here to save him. When he saw two tall figures through his cloudy vision, he was disappointed but still assuming he was about to be saved.

This hope died when Amy hissed, "Winchesters."

At first Tony was confused. The name sounded familiar, but he couldn't figure out why.

"Let go of Clarisse you demon bitch" Dean commanded, only to have Amy laugh and spin around DiNozzo so that he was acting like her shield.

"Why?" Amy crooned, "You don't want to kill this pretty meat suit?"

DiNozzo saw the shorter man nod to his brother and say, "Sam, go."

That when Tony put it together. Two men. Winchesters. Brothers. Sam. Dean. He realized with dread that his "rescuers" used to be two of FBI's most wanted. But they were dead. They were supposed to be dead. His thoughts were interrupted when Sam began to say something in Latin.

"NO!" Amy shouted, "Stop or he dies."

Suddenly her silver knife was at Tony's throat. Sam paused mid-word and looked at Dean, who looked pissed off. The look Dean gave Tony was murderous. It said "Idiot, why do you have to be in the way."

DiNozzo didn't see the bottle in Dean's hand until he flung its contents at Tony and Amy. Tony flinched away, expecting it to be toxic somehow, but when it hit him, nothing happened. Amy was a different story. She screamed and fell back, the knife leaving Tony's throat. Sam once again resumed his chanting, only to pause when Amy started laughing again.

"You think this will save him? We have been paid well to make sure he dies a slow and painful death. He will be hunted down for the rest of his life!"

With her last words she ran at Dean, who seemed to be defenseless now that his bottle with the magic water was empty. Faster than Tony would have expected, Dean whipped out a knife and buried it into Amy's heart. As she died, Tony swore she flashed with an orange light, before collapsing to the ground.

Dean pulled the blade out of her and it dripped with blood. He whispered something to Sam that Tony didn't quite catch. Sam nodded and started walking to the exit as Dean walked toward Tony. This is it, DiNozzo thought. This is when I die. He could see the killer in Dean Winchester, the hardened eyes that showed a lifetime of death. Dean had finally walked close enough for Tony to make out his face even with his bruised eyes. And then Dean did the opposite of what Tony was expecting. He sheathed his blade and told Tony "Don't worry, I won't hurt you." Tony tried to scoff at him, but it came out more like a gurgle, and Dean's eyes focused on the strange angle of his jaw.

"This is going to hurt," Dean warned, before firmly grabbing his face and snapping his jaw back into place. The pain made Tony see stars again, but he managed to stay awake.

Sam walked in carrying a bottle of water. Dean held it to Tony's lips as Sam picked the lock holding his hands in the air. As Tony fell to the ground, Dean caught him, and kept him from putting any weight on his broken leg. Just as Dean was about to start walking Tony outside, Sam interjected "Wait Dean, look at this." Sam bent and picked something off the floor. He opened it then showed it to Dean. DiNozzo realized it was his badge, and that they now knew his identity.

"Dean he's a cop."

Dean looked down and DiNozzo. "Well shit. You know who we are don't you?"

DiNozzo tried to shake his head but Dean exclaimed, "Don't lie, I saw how you flinched away from me when I went up to you."

Dean sighed, and looked to his younger brother. "God dammit Sammy, we're gonna to have to bring him with us."

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So yeah guys this chapter is really short but hey at least I updated right?! I'm in the middle of finals right now and I didn't expect to write anything until after December 18th but hey, procrastination through writing fanfiction happens sometimes. There was supposed to be a lot more to this chapter but I got tired and as I have mentioned previously, I really dislike writing. Expect the next update sometime after the 18th. Thanks for reading and reviewing! So far this story has gotten over 1,000 views, which is kinda cray. As always, lmk what you think!

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