(THIS IS THE UPDATED VERSION OF CHAPTER 7!)

(Dean POV)

Sam's screams echoed through the phone and it felt like someone just dug a knife into my chest.

I heard Kyle's voice through the phone.

"I want you to know that this is just the beginning...and Sammy's pain...is only gonna get worse" The phone hung up.

"What happened?" Bobby asked.

I squeezed my phone so hard my knuckles were turning white.

"Dean, what happened?!" Bobby asked me again, ripping the phone out of my hand so I didn't crush it.

"They had Sam, and they cut him and then poured lemon juice on his cuts...they were torturing him Bobby!"

"Those little punks!"

"And before he hung up Kyle told me that..." I tried to stay calm as I tried to spit the words out of my mouth.

"What, what did he say?"

"That it was just the beginning...and that Sam's pain was only gonna get worse!"

"Bobby we've got to find him!"

"It's okay Dean, we will and when we do, there's gonna be hell to pay!"

"Yeah, I'll make them pay for causing Sam so much pain. Hell I'll make them feel that lemon juice on their slit throats!"

I kicked the bed as hard as I could.

"Dean!"

"I really screwed up this time Bobby!"

"Dean this wasn't your fault"

"Yes it is Bobby! I had one job, to protect Sam, keep him safe...I promised my dad that nothing would happen to Sam!"

"Dean..."

"I failed Bobby, not only have I failed to protect Sam, but I failed my promised to dad!"

"Dean stop it!"

I turned around.

"You haven't failed anything, now we are going to get Sam back but not if we keep acting like this! Do you understand?!"

I nodded my head.

"Good..."

My phone rang again.

"Who is it this time?" Bobby asked me

It was Sam again, I answered it quickly.

"Hello Dean..."

"Where's Sam?"

"Oh Erica's taking him to the basement, that's where he'll be staying while he's with us"

"Why are you doing this Kyle?"

"I want you to feel the pain I felt when I lost my brother...when you took him from me!"

"I didn't know that he was part demon! I thought he was just possessed, Kyle I didn't mean to kill Daniel...but doing this to Sam isn't going to make it better!"

"Will you shut your mouth for two seconds!"

I stopped talking.

"Now Dean, this is how it's going to go. I'm going to hang up and in an hour, maybe two I will call you back...you answer, we'll only beat him"

"And if I don't?"

"If you don't Sam dies"

Those words made my heart sink and my stomach flip at the same time.

"So I'd keep an eye on the clock, and don't forget to answer the phone...your brother's life depends on it"

The phone hung up.

"What?" Bobby asked me

"I need some air!" I ran out the door, I felt so sick; just the thought of what they can do to Sam next just made me vomit.

I held my phone tightly.

"Alright you son of a bitch, I'm waiting for your call..."

(So the chapter wasn't my best, but I promise the other chapters are going to be better)