SUPERNATURAL

Things I'd Do For You

AN: Thanks for the reviews guys, they really made me feel better. It's a wonder what few kind words can do, huh? But anyway. I hope you like this chapter, too. If you don't. I'll try to make the next one better. Okay, off to the story.

Disclaimer: Still not mine

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Chapter four

"You think it's morning? They said they wouldn't give us food 'til then..." Sam said as they ate.

"I'm not complaining", Dean just said, taking a big sip of water. "Cuz if it IS morning, that means we don't have to see Her Majesty for a while." Sam agreed with a nod. He wondered

of there was any way that they could get out of this damn place without seeing the queen again but he doubted that. He also found himself thinking that if John was alive, would he be aware that his sons were missing. Would he be looking for them

"You know, Dad would be going nuts right now..." Dean suddenly said, as if he had read Sam's mind. Sam looked at Dean who's eyes were staring to the opposite wall.

"Yeah?"

"Well, probably he would just be getting mad at us, for not watching out backs carefully enough so he has to waste precious hunting time to safe our asses again", Dean said, though he wasn't really meaning it. Sam smiled, knowing that wasn't true, but most likely the thing that John would say when he would find his boys. A silence fell between the brothers, as they both sank into their own thoughts.

"So what do you think that 'hunting death' means", Dean asked, breaking the silence.

"I don't know. Hunting spirits?"

"Yeah, cuz we have no idea how to do that", Dean said sarcastically. Sam let out a little laugh which was followed by a yawn.

"God, what would I give for any kind of motel bed right now", he whined, trying to make himself as comfortable against the wall as he could. It was clear to Dean that his brother was

exhausted more than surely because of whatever the spirit did to him.

"Try to get some sleep", he said his voice taking an ordering edge. Sam didn't even think about disobeying but closed his eyes and soon his breath became even. Dean smiled a little and turned his own gaze to the opposite wall. Suddenly he felt more weight on his shoulder as Sam's head dropped on it. He was now clearly in deep sleep, his face relaxed and peaceful. "Just for this once, Sammy", Dean mumbled, feeling an urge to fall asleep himself. He tried to stay awake, just in case the queen or one of her soldiers decided to pay a visit. But no matter how hard he tried, the sleepiness took over and he fell asleep, his head leading on Sam's head.

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Dean woke up slowly, his hand rubbing his still sleepy eyes. He smiled a little when he saw that Sam was now laying on the floor, using Dean's thighs as pillows. Dean didn't have heart to wake him for Sam rarely slept longer than him even in an actual bed. But when Dean stretched his arms his body moved just so much that it shook Sam into the waking world.

"What time is it?" he asked, his voice cracking after the long time of not using it.

"How am I suppose to know? I guess we got at least few hours of sleep. How're you feeling?" Dean asked. Sam sat up and shook his head as an attempt to shake the last effects of sleep away.

"Fine", he answered. "Just thirsty", he admitted, since he knew that Dean was able to give a cure for that. And just as he had assumed Dean reached out and grabbed a bottle of water. "Thanks", Sam said and took the offered bottle.

"No problem", Dean replied and got up. He walked around stretching his legs. "What do you think they did to my car?"

Sam couldn't help but laugh. "It's probably still parked in front of the hotel that we stayed in", he said, trying to sound convincing. Dean didn't look too happy about it.

"She's out there all on her own... God , the things that could happen to her..."

"God the things that could happen to us if we don't get out of here", Sam cut Dean off. "Dean, your car is fine. I'm sure all your love towards it has made an unbreakable shield around it and no one dares to touch it", he added, smiling a little.

"Very funny, College Boy", Dean mumbled, though he wanted to believe that Sam was right. His car was fine. Right? Dean sighed and turned to look at the door. "Any idea how we're gonna make it out of here." When he didn't get any kind of response he turned around only to find Sam with his head in his hands. "Sammy? Hey, what is it?" Dean made his way back to his brother and kneeled down in front of him. "Are you having vision? Sam, what is it!"

Without warning Sam grabbed Dean's arm so tightly that Dean winced. His eyes were unfocused and he was starting to panic. His breathing became shallow and as he went pale. "Dean, I can't... breath..."

"What? Sam, what's happening?" Dean asked.

The queen was looking down at a boy that was kneeling in front of her. He looked confused and scared, clearly not knowing he had got himself in this mess. The queen kept looking at him, not saying a word. Without warning she pulled a knife under her shirt and stabbed the boy straight to the heart, not even blinking. The boy looked as if he was just surprised. Then his eyes closed and never opened up again. He fell on the ground. The queen smiled and just left him there.

"She... kills... She's killing... someone... Can't breath..."

"Sammy, focus okay? Take deep breaths for me. You're okay, just take a deep breath. Nice and slow, Sammy. You can do it." Slowly but surely Sam's breath became even and his face started to take color again. His eyes fixed on Dean's and despite of not having a vision anymore the panicked look still stayed in his eyes.

"She was killing someone, Dean. A boy, couldn't be over 15. She killed him!" Sam was yelling now and he was trying to stand up.

"Hey, hey, easy there, buddy", Dean said. "Do you know when this happened?" Sam shook his head not knowing what to do.

"He was so young, Dean..." he whispered. Dean didn't know how to make Sam feel better or how to help the boy so he decided to turn the conversation to other alarming fact.

"Sam? Why couldn't you breath? Has that something to do with what they did to the boy...?" Sam shook his head, no.

"They stabbed him", he said. "I don't know what happened to me." Dean closed his eyes.

"This is just getting better and better", he said, more to himself than Sam. Spirits and soldiers he could fight but something that happened to Sam because of a vision he couldn't just fight away.

"Well, I'm glad that you feel that way." Sam and Dean both turned their heads. The queen stood in the doorway. "I know I said that we wouldn't see each other until tomorrow but one of my servants got a good idea. I want you to come with me. It's good training." Sam stood up.

"Where are we going?" he asked.

"You'll see. Now come on." Her tone left no room for arguments. The boys followed her out of the room. Two red cloaked man joined them as they made their way to their unknown destination. One thing was for sure, this time they were going up. After what felt forever they suddenly stepped out to the sun. Sam and Dean blinked against the light. "Get in the car", they heard the queen say and the next thing they knew was that they were pushed to the backseat of a Volvo.

"Where are we going!" Sam asked again as the queen and other one of her soldiers took the front seats.

"That's not important. It's not far away. Just about five minutes. Be patient."

After five minutes they stopped in front diner. Someone was taking out the trashes. The queen smiled and got out of the car. "Stay here", she ordered the boys. They looked confused as the queen went to the man outside of the diner. The man turned around and Sam took in a sharp breath.

"Dean! That's him! That's the boy from my vision!" he whispered.

"What? Oh my God..." Sam was trying to open the door but nothing worked.

"I can't let that happen, I can't let it happen..." he kept saying under his breath.

"Stop it!" the man, who had stayed in the car, said loudly. The boy was now kneeling down in front of the queen.

"NO! No, please, don't do it!" Sam screamed.

"I said STOP IT!" Just then, with help from somewhere, Sam got the door open. The queen, however, was faster and he stabbed the boy to his chest. Sam stopped dead and watched in horror as the boy fell on the ground.

"NOOO!" When he was about to run to the boy he suddenly felt strong arms grabbing him from the elbows.

"There's nothing you can do, Sammy... I'm sorry, he's gone..." The queen came smiling to them, stopping in front of them.

"Now you see what happens to people who disobeys me or tries to stop me. That boy might have done nothing but I swear, if either of you tries to escape or anything else like that, one of you is dead. Get in the car. You have to get some rest before your next training session."

The boys obeyed. Sam was now even paler than after his vision and he didn't even try to stop the tears. Dean was shocked, too but he tried to be as strong as he could for Sam. After the one last look at the boys body, the man started the car and they drove back to their jail.

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AN: I'm sorry if I made you confused. Just had to make my point clear, the queen IS evil. Okay, now push that purple button and tell me what you're thinking. I promise, I'll explain why Sammy couldn't breath in the later chapters.

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