Chapter 4- all the kings men

Author notes: sorry for the extreme lateness of this chapter,ie had alot going on at the moment but it here, and should hopefully get chapter 5 done soon too.

Singer Salvage Yard- Same day

Sam sat on the porch throwing random bits of paper to the ground the floor board creeked as he tapped his feet along them, he had been miserable all day since that conversation with Bobby, but didnt he see he couldnt just waste Dean like that even if he had gone completely starkers, there had to be someway of saving him of prevent this awful fate he had chosen for himself. If he could only understand what was going through his head then he maybe able to help him, pysciatrist maybe "No way" he told himself "exorcism?" he questioned,well he had to do something, someone or something was inside Deans body corrupting his soul he knew that much. There was so much going through Sams head he couldnt contain it all inside him, it was like trying to stuff a suitcase full clothes and you had to sit ontop of the case for them all to fit in, his head was full of questions, so many questons he didnt have answers to, would he be able to save him?

He headed inside deciding it was time to break the ice " Bobby?" he called quietly, he heard a grunting from the kitchen, he slowly went through and saw Bobby leaning on the counter " Bobby im sorry for the way I acted earlier"

Bobby looked up at him" Sam its ok,I understand"

"No but Bobby I shouldnt be taking out on you" he settled himself down back in the living room, just sitting on the soft cushions on Bobbys sofa." your not the psychopath going around killing around in sight" he sighed angrily sitting, leaning forward hearing the radio in the distance. He leaned back in his chair " i just cant believe he did it, he actually killed her, I havent even been able to pluck up the courage to tell Ellen,she'll be devasted"

" I know but we'll get to her afterwards now you have to focus on finding and stopping Dean" he responded." now why dont you go get yourself cleaned up i'll go out grab us a bite to eat yea?"

Sam sighed not exactly enhuasistic about it " sure whatever" he fiddled around with a broke bit of wood on the table throwing it to ground as Bobby walked out. He was comtemplating weather or not to just get up and run for miles and miles, but he couldnt run away from his problems regardless of how bad they were.

" we have just had a report that a young man, approximately 6 foot medium build has barricaded himself inside a 7/11off Lousianna with two hostages, one is said to be female, we'll updaye you once we have more news"

Immediately Sam forced himself up, he ran out Bobby already back from his trip of retrieving food " Bobby I need to borrow your car, somethings happened"

Bobby had half a chicken breast in his mouth " but I got chicken"

Sam glared up " not now..i have to go..later ok?" he started the engine " i gotta save him" with that he drove off.

7/11, Lousianna

Dean stared up a twinkle in his eye " dont worry everyone it'll all be over soon" he sniggered " oh yess it will" he put his head to the side, scratching the side of his head with his gun " hmm..so whos first?" he widened his eyes laughing insanely.

A girl looked up her hold body trembling inside, she was blonde, just the way Dean liked it, slim,slender a girly girl you know " please dont do this, what do you want?"

Dean gave her a seductive smile as he turned to look at her " oh theres alot of things i want sweetie, fame, fortune and a nice big chunky cookie" he batted his eyelashes " oh and a better,cuter ass" he winked.

The girl smirked still trembling in fear " actually I...err...looks kinda nice as it is" he laughed nervously.

Dean raised an eyebrow " well you stay where you are missy i'll reward you later gorgeous" he winked at her again and looked around him, the scent of the fear surrounding the room, it was intoxicating like the feeling you get when you slip into a deep sleep.

Sam drove at the speed of light, speeding down the highway as fast as Bobbys van could take him, it wasnt exactly the best of cars,but it got him from A to B at least he just hoped he could get there in time to stop Dean. He wasnt afraid, there was something inside him telling him, screaming to him, end it...save your brother, you can do it. " I can do it..yeah right?" he told himself" dont kid yourself,you cant stop him, he's older and stronger than you are" he continued driving turning on the radio bon jovi blasting out. He scratched the top of his head holding onto a revolver...he didnt want to use it but he would if he had to..desperate times call for desperate measures that was his motto.

The drive seemed to be neverending, all the winding roads and dirt tracks, so many twists and turns, he skidded as he saw blue and red flashing from all angles " oh great...just what I need" he cleared his throat fixing his hair in the front mirror, then pulled out a fake I.D. from his jacket, he took a deep breath pushing his way throug hte very curious crowd " wow well did always like to make a scene" he mumbled to himself " exucse me?" he asked one of the FBI agents.

A slightly tallish, scrawny looking agent spun round, he grunted " what you want kid huh...can you please step back" he pushed him back away from the barrier blocking the general public from snooping.

Sam pulled a small smile " sorry sir but i cant do that..im with the SWAT team, im the leader of this operation, now im in charge" he flashed him his badge and pulled a small smile " so Agent Simmons if you would just like to step aside I have this under control"

Agent Simmons raised an eyebrow looking Sam up and down not exactly convinced at first " SWAT team eh? wheres your back up?"

Sam sighed giving him a serious look " I dont need a team" he pushed his way through " Winchester isnt it, he's be on the FED's database since ST Louis, but are you really sure you're going to be able to capture him this time I mean.."

" we wont fail this time...we've learnt from our mistakes...failure is not an option" he grinned " well I'll let you get to work sir, see if you can straighten him out"

Sam gave a nod " thank you" he quickly wandered off as fast ashe could, he defiantely wasnt Dean, he never knew how to handle those type of situations, pretending to be someone he wasnt, the confidence jsut washed over him like a wave crashing over a cliff, it would never be the same again, he snuck into the back holding the revolver up. He passed a tight passage way which was full of boxes of stock, he gulped hearing whispers coming from one of the rooms, the whispers suddenly turned to a scream.

Sam ran as fast as he could and kicked the door down full of force, he held his gun out " Stop what your doing right now" he ordered.

Dean looked up licking his lips blood smeared round his lips " Sammy? Is that you?" he grinned murderously " i'll be right with ya".

Sams lips quviered seeing his brother taking advantage, pretty much torturing an innocent girl, she had a slight resemblance to theyre mother.

The girl screamed again being chained against a table nearby " stop it please" he whimpered blood trickling down her forehead, she looked up at Sam helplessly.

Dean sat on top of her licking his lips again running a blade down her neck " let the blood flow"

Sam gritting his teeth " move away or I shoot"

Dean laughed looking back " no you wont, Sammy you have a conscious,a big caring heart, you've got it in your head that I can be saved,you wont want to harm me"

Sam raised an eyebrow putting his head to the side" you wanna bet" he pulled the trigger, the bullet hitting Dean in the right shoulder." Im sorry" He hurired over to the girl as he watched Dean fall to the floor, he found the key and unlockedthe handcuffs" go on get outta here before he wakes up, theres cops outside ok, i'll take care of him." He looked back the girl running for her life, holding her rags for clothes as best as she could, he shook his head stunned to beleive that his brother was the cause of all of this drama. He pulled himself up turning his brother onto his back, he cringed a little seeing the state he was in.

Dean pulled a small smile chuckling to himself " good boy Sammy" he opened his eyes grabbing Sam by the neck throwing him to the ground "you just like to ruin my games dont you?" He kicked Sam off him and in the speed of light chained Sam up in the same place as his previous victim. " and all the kings men could put him together again"