Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or any of its characters, although I do own Annie
A/N:Hello Hello! I got one out today! Yay! Two days in a row, I'm slowly starting to get back to the way I was. :) I should have the next chapter up tomorrow evening, I'll start on it tonight and most likely finish the rest tomorrow morning, so it might even be updated by the afternoon. If I do get it out early tomorrow I promise to write and have the next one posted by tomorrow night. :) Thank you to all of my faithful readers and reviewers for sticking with me! -Kalli
Helplessly, Hopelessly
"This is from the gentleman over there." A waitress came up and pointed across the bar when Annie looked up. "And this." She slid a paper out of her apron and placed it on the table next to the drink she sat down.
Annie smiled a thanks to the waitress before picking up the paper and rolling her eyes with a small smile. Sam looking over her shoulder and laughing at the words scribbled across the piece of paper.
Dean looked back from throwing his darts, not hearing Sam and Annie making comments and yelling something out everytime he went to throw a dart. He frowned when he seen they were chuckling and whispering to one another. So he grabbed his darts from the board and headed over to the table, just catching Sam saying, "Gonna put that with your collection?"
"Put what with whose collection?" Dean asked.
"Annie got another drink and note." Sam grinned at the look on Dean's face as his eyes scanned the bar.
Dean's eyes finally landed on Annie before he picked up the drink and chugged it in one go, letting out a healthy belch as he set the glass down.
"I'm gonna take a leak, then we can go." Dean told them, grabbing the note and crumpling it up and heading to the bathroom.
Annie sighed and rolled her eyes while Sam laughed and shook his head. Sometimes his brother could be hilarious without even realizing it. The two hunters stood from the table they were at and headed out to the parking lot.
"Did you hear that?" Annie whispered as a rustling noise came from a few spots away from the Impala.
Sam nodded and cautiously walked over to a car, Annie right behind him, and bent down. Sam yelped and stumbled back as a cat hissed and jumped out at him. Annie laughed nervously and straightened her shirt as she tried to get her heart out of her throat. She turned and looked in the direction the cat had run off in and knelt down to call it to her, but she stopped when she heard a grunt and the sound of someone falling next to her. She turned and screamed as a man stood behind her, grinning madly before everything went black
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"Oh God." Annie groaned and rubbed at her head. Yet again she's been injured to the head. Would she be surprised if she woke up one of these days and couldn't stop drooling on herself? No, not really.
She stretched her legs out as far as she could but froze when her knee bumped something, looking to her left she felt relief fill her as she found it to be Sam lying next to her.
"Sam? Sammy?" Annie tapped his cheek softly, smiling as his eyes opened slowly. "Hey honey, you okay?"
Sam groaned and placed a hand to the back of his head, pulling it away happy to find that there was no blood, just one Hell of a bump.
"Yeah, I'll be fine." He sat up and tried to stretch his long legs out. "You all right? Hurt anywhere?"
Annie shook her head and leaned back against the bars behind her. "I'm fine. Just a bump."
The two looked around at their surroundings, finding out that they were in a cage and what looked to be a barn or old garage.
"How long do you think we've been out?" Annie asked, her head leaned back against the cage as she looked at Sam.
"Couldn't have been too long." Sam frowned and looked at his watch. "No more than a day, if that."
Annie nodded and sighed. "Why's it always us?"
Sam chuckled and shook his head. "No idea. Maybe we're appealing to demons and freaks."
"We're awesome. We're like peanuts." Annie said then grinned at Sam's confused face. "Peanuts? You know like when you're on a plane, everyone wants some."
Sam gave a heartfelt laugh but stopped when a noise stirred from behind Annie. He grabbed her arm and hauled her up tight against him, trying to move himself in front of her in the tight cage. They sighed when they noticed it was the man they'd been researching about.
"You're Jenkins, right?" Sam leaned forward.
"Yeah." The man nodded as he eyed the two hunters. "Who are you?"
"Uh, I'm Sam, and this is Annie. Listen, this might not make you feel any better..." Sam scratched at his neck. "but, uh, we were looking for you."
"Well you're doing an awesome job." Jenkins retorted.
Annie narrowed her eyes at him as her jaw clenched. "Do you have to be such an ass?"
"Annie." Sam scolded but stopped when the barn doors opened, scooting in front of Annie as two figures moved forward.
Annie and Sam watched as the door to Jenkins' cage opened and a tray of food was plopped down in front of him before the door was closed again and the figures left.
"Was that..."
"People." Sam nodded. "They're just people."
"Wow. Were you two at the top of your class in school, cause that's just amazing how you figured that out."
Annie frowned and pointed at the man as she asked, "You don't have your gun, do you Sam?"
"No. I don't." He shook his head and narrowed his eyes at the man. "How often do they feed you?"
"Once a day." Jenkins replied around a mouth full.
"These freaks hunt people and lock them up in cages, ever wonder what exactly it is you're eating?" Annie smirked, Sam chuckling as Jenkins gagged and spit his mouth full out.
Sam blew out a huff of air and looked above he and Annie, noticing a metal tubing hanging above them. Moving forward and reaching up he grabbed onto the tube and pulled.
"Might as well give it up, Sammy. That thing won't budge." Jenkins chuckled.
"Are you always this much of an ass??" Annie shot at him, really wishing she had her gun.
"Don't." Sam huffed as he pulled harder. "Call me." He yanked back, the tubing coming down and something falling into the cage. "Sammy."
Annie looked over Sam's shoulder and arched a brow. "A bracket?"
"Oh! A bracket! Thank God, we're saved."
Grabbing the bracket and clenching it in her hand Annie pointed at the man. "One more word. One more God damn word and I'm hurting you."
Sam pulled the bracket from her hand before she could throw it at Jenkins and sat back against the back of the cage, looking it over. He moved his hand towards Annie so she could see it when she moved next to him. The two looked up as the door to Jenkins' cage opened, no one else in sight besides the three there.
Jenkins moved forward in his cage and slowly climbed from it.
"I don't think that's such a good idea." Annie hushed.
"I'll stop someone along the road. Bring back some help."
Sam shook his head and sat up as best as he could on his knees. "Jenkins, I think this is a trap."
"Sorry Sammy." He whispered and hurried out of the barn.
It was quiet for a few minutes and then the sounds of someone yelling and two people laughing sounded into the barn. Soon after came screaming followed by a gun shot.
Annie willed her stomach to stop turning and leaned back against Sam.
"We're not getting out of this one, are we?" She whispered.
"We're gonna be fine Annie. Dean'll be here soon. You know him."
She nodded slowly and tried to stop the stinging in her eyes.
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Sam watched as Annie's head drifted forward slightly before she jerked and again a few seconds later. Wrapping his arms around her, he shifted her a little so she could settle against him, her head pillowed against his chest.
"Relax. Just rest your eyes for a bit, I'll keep an eye out."
Annie nodded and cuddled into him and drifted off to sleep, waking a couple of hours later to the sound of the barn door opening. She watched as a different man drug a woman in and threw her into the cage Jenkins had been in. After a little while the woman finally awoke and rubbed at her head.
"Yeah, those bastards go for cheap shot, huh?" Annie said softly.
"Are--Are you Sam Winchester and Annie?" She asked.
The two nodded with confused looks on their faces.
"Your cousin and husband are looking for you. I'm Kathleen."
Sam grinned and moved forward. "Do you know where he's at?"
The woman shrugged softly. "He was helping me find you two, but I, uh, I handcuffed him to my car."
Annie and Sam nodded then leaned back against their cage, looking at the door when it opened and footsteps could be heard.
"Sam?" Came Dean's deep voice.
"Over here." He called back to his brother quietly.
Dean came into view causing Sam and Annie to grin as Kathleen stared at him with both brows shot up.
"How'd you get out of the 'cuffs?" She asked.
"I have a few tricks of my own." He shrugged and smirked then turned to Sam and Annie. "You guys okay? Did it hurt you?"
"No. They're just people Dean." Sam gave a hollow laugh.
Dean nodded and looked at Annie, asking softly, "You all right?"
She nodded with a small smile. "Just get us the Hell out of here."
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"Are you sure he knows what he's doing?" Kathleen asked after Dean had been gone what seemed like forever.
The only reply that came was Annie's snort of laughter, although everyone slowed their breathing as the barn door opened, Annie scooting closer to the cage door thinking Dean had returned. She gave a yelp when the cage door opened and one of the men from earlier grabbed her by a handful of hair.
"Sam!!" She screamed as the man tried to drag her from the cage.
"Hey!" Sam yelled, kicking his leg out and catching the man in the groin with his booted foot.
The man dropped Annie, her hitting the ground with a thud. He leveled his shot gun and aimed at Sam. Annie grimaced and let her tears fall as a shot rang out, she yelped again as the gun and the man fell to the ground in front of her.
Sam knocked the two men out as Annie stood and composed herself then unlocked the cage Kathleen was in.
"You sure you're okay?" Dean asked as Annie rubbed at her head which was now full on hurting from the bump and from her being drug by her hair.
"I need to start wearing a helmet." She grumbled.
Dean nodded and looked down, the only sound heard being the gravel crunching under their feet as they walked along the side of the road.
Annie bit her lip and looked down as well, she was being a little rough on Dean now. The poor man had just spent the last 48 hours trying find and save his little brother and best friend and she was still giving him the cold shoulder. Sure, she was pissed about her birthday yet, he deserved that, but he didn't deserve being ignored when he went through Hell and back.
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"Sit still." Annie sighed when Dean squirmed again as she tried to pull his t-shirt away from his body, when he didn't listen she grabbed the scissors and cut the shirt up his shoulder and gently pulled it off of him.
"That was my favourite shirt." Dean said quietly.
"Sorry." She whispered and cleaned and dressed the burn on his shoulder before moving to the cut above his eye.
Dean's eyes widened as Annie leaned forward and pressed a kiss to the now bandaged cut above his eye.
"All better?" She asked in a breathy whisper.
"I, uh, I--" He cleared his throat and just pointed to his lips for a moment. "I hurt here a little."
Annie laughed softly and shook her head. "Just...let me think about this, please?"
Dean nodded and kissed her forehead then hopped down from his seat on the bathroom counter, going out to the room to get ready for bed. Annie walked out to the room a little later and looked between the two brothers that each laid in their own beds. The question was: Who was she to go to?
A/N: I don't know why, but I seemed to really like this chapter. You have to admit, it did turn out so much better than the last, then yet again, anything would have been better than that. HaHa. I hope everyone enjoyed it! -Kalli
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