Sam was thrown into a large room and the doors were abruptly slammed shut. He ran at the doors banging them, trying to push them open, screaming all the while. "Let me out! Dean! Open the door." The doors didn't budge. He turned, leaned against them and slid to the floor. He looked around the room. It looked like someone's bed room, very similar to the one that Sam and Dean had been sharing. He heard movement from behind the door, he jumped to his feet and backed away as he saw Tobias come in.
Sam tried to hide his fear but he knew that is was written all over his face. With each step that Tobias took into the room Sam took one back.
"Quite the mess you have gotten your self into Sam." Tobias said still moving closer to Sam.
"Where is Dean?" Sam asked.
"Dean is fine. Dean, Dean, Dean always Dean. I thought that I would never get you alone again. What with the way Dean watches you."
Sam glared at Tobias. Something about the way that he said Dean's name replaced his fear with anger.
"You and Dean are very close. Too close some would say." Tobias now was only a few feet from Sam. "But I understand, there is no right way to love one another. There is no way to help who one loves or lusts for, be it husband, wife, male, female, girl…boy." Now Tobias was a breath away from Sam.
Sam smiled. "I see that you didn't learn your lesson from the last time you tried this. Perhaps this time I should break your whole hand."
Tobias moved toward Sam, Sam threw a punch at Tobias, which landed in the older man's stomach. Tobias doubled over and Sam took off toward the other side of the room. Tobias straightened him self and followed, pushing over the furniture that got his way. "You should learn your place boy!" Tobias yelled as he came closer.
Suddenly Sam didn't see Tobias any more he saw his father. Sam stood silent and still. He had never resisted his father. Tobias through over another chair and Sam flinched. He watched as the other man advanced on him. Sam heard Dean's voice in his head. 'When you hurt, I hurt.' Sam no longer saw his father or Tobias he simply saw a man that wanted to hurt him. So when Tobias took a swing at Sam's face he ducked out of the way and Tobias's hand connected with the wall. Tobias let out a powerful yell and yet again cradled his hand to his chest. Sam however was still between Tobias and the wall. Tobias violently kneed Sam in the stomach and Sam feel to the floor. Tobias grabbed Sam's hair and pulled him up against the wall and landed another punch to Sam's face. Sam struggled in Tobias's grip. He managed to spin out, only to be tripped by Tobias and land beside the fire. As Tobias leaned down to grab Sam, Sam reached into the fire and pulled out a log and hit Tobias across the face with and dropped it. Tobias howled with pain. Sam didn't have time to think about the throbbing pain in his own hand as he pushed himself away from Tobias. However he didn't move fast enough. Tobias grabbed the fire shovel and hit Sam across the side of his head with it. Sam hit the floor and tried to fight of the darkness that was threatening to consume him. By the time that he got his eyes to focus again, Tobias hit him on the back with the shovel. Sam rolled with the force of the blow on to his side. Tobias dealt a punishing kick to Sam's stomach.
Sam tried to catch his breath and waited for another attack which didn't come. Sam risked a glance at Tobias. Tobias was steadying himself over Sam. He pulled Sam up and slammed him against the wall.
"Perhaps you aren't worth the effort?" Tobias breathed. "Perhaps your friend down the hall would be more entertaining?"
Sam laughed. "You wouldn't get in four feet of Dean."
"That is probably true, but I don't need to be near him to shoot him." Tobias said as he saw the fear settle in Sam's eyes. "I could shoot him and drag his lifeless corpse in here. I wonder if you will put up the same fight?"
Sam looked into Tobias eyes for any sign that he could be bluffing but he found none.
Tobias saw Sam's resolve crumble. He smiled widely. "That is a good boy."
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Dean didn't know how long he hand been trapped in the make shift study that he was currently occupying. He was pacing from one side of the room to the other. Tossing anything that got in his way clear across the room. His fists was bloody from pounding at the solid oak doors. He was repeating the same mantra over and over again in his head. 'Sam was in trouble, Sam needed him, sammysammysammysammy.' He stopped dead in his tracks when he heard a howling scream coming from out the side the room. He knew instantly that is was not Sammy. Dean placed the voice to Tobias. Dean didn't know whether to feel relieved or more scared. Sam was putting up a fight that much was obvious. But would a fight just make Tobias mad, more dangerous?
Then a thought occurred to Dean, if Dean could hear Tobias, could Sam hear him? Dean ran over to the doors. "Sam!" He yelled. "Sam! Hold on. Sam!" Dean listened to hear a response he heard none. "Sam!" He tried again.
Just then the door opened. Isaac walked in. Dean was about to make a run for it when he saw the three men waiting out side the door. He knew he couldn't take out three men with out alerting the others and having more men posted at his door. So he looked to his second option; Isaac.
"Where is Sam?" He asked immediately.
"He is with Tobias." Isaac answered.
"I know that! What is he doing to him? Is he hurt?" Dean asked.
"I don't know." Isaac said.
"Then what do you know, why are you here?" Dan yelled.
"Dean - " Isaac was interrupted by Aaron.
"Isaac, you shouldn't be here." Aaron said.
Isaac hesitated.
"Leave now." Aaron said firmly.
Isaac did as he was told and exited the room. The large doors were once again closed on Dean. Dean let out a yell of frustration.
"Dean." Dean heard a female voice say. Dean looked around and saw nothing. "Dean." It said again.
"Who is it? Who is there?" Dean asked. Dean saw the large tapestry hanging on the other side of the room flap. Then he saw Cecelia's head pop out from behind it.
"Dean" She said again. "I know where Sam is. Come on." She waved for Dean to follow her behind the tapestry.
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Tobias was firmly pressed up against Sam, pushing him against the wall. He was slowly working on Sam's neck, leaving a trail of kisses and licks down to his collar bone. Sam was breathing heavily his eyes were burning. He was trying to keep his tears from falling and sobs from breaking free from his chest. His will was just about to crumble when he thought that he heard Dean's voice. He wasn't sure if he had heard it or his mind was playing desperate tricks on him.
Then he heard it again. This time he was sure. Tobias paused, and breathed into Sam's ear. "He calls for you." Tobias said as he stroked Sam's chest from under his shirt. Sam fought the urge to shrink from Tobias's touch. But if it mean Dean's life Sam knew that he could endure this. Tobias slowly unbuttoned his own shirt, letting it fall to the floor, and then he worked on Sam's. With each button undone he moved Sam closer to the bed.
With each step Sam took, he forced his mind elsewhere. He thought of things and places that Tobias could not touch. He thought off large open spaces, no where to be trapped. He thought of Artemis. Riding her free and uninhibited. He thought of his mother. What she must have been like. Watch she smelled like. What her voice sounded like. From the rare bits of information that Sam was able to get from Ethan he learned that his mother loved to sing. He pictured her singing to him just after he was born just before she died. What he would give to know what song she had chosen.
Tobias pushed Sam down on the bed and lay beside him. With each touch Tobias almost broke through into Sam's thoughts. Sam fought against this. Sam thought of Dean. Dean…Dean.
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Isaac took off from Dean's room at a run. He needed to find Abraham. He knew that at this time of day he would be in the dining hall. Isaac tore down one hall and the next making his way to the dinning hall to put an end to this madness.
"Abraham, please I must speak with you." Isaac pleaded to Abraham as Abraham sat at the head table. Abraham nodded. "Those boys. They are not evil, far from it."
"You brought them here. You brought this upon us as them." Abraham said evenly.
"I would have not done so if I thought them evil." Isaac said.
"The boy…the boy." Abraham said more to him self than to Isaac. "There is something wrong about them. They…they are too close. Too close to crossing into the domain of sin."
"They are like brothers." Isaac objected. "Brothers and that is all. Abraham, judgment is not for us to cast." Isaac tried.
"The wicked must be punished."
"Then let God punish them as he sees fit."
Abraham slowly turned to Isaac. "Then we shall deal with them as we deal with him as we deal with all heretics. He shall be cast out into the woods. Into the forest which he seems to know so much about. And if it is Gods will that he lives, then no harm should come to him."
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Dean followed Cecelia out of the room through a hidden passage way, that apparently few knew about. As they moved Cecelia turned to Dean. "I am sorry for all that has happened." She said. Dean looked into her eyes for the first time since she had come to get him. They were blood shot from crying.
"It is not your fault." Dean offered. "Let's just find Sam."
Cecelia nodded and continued navigating the dark passageway. Dean noticed that there was light up ahead. Cecelia suddenly stopped; Dean bumped into her but then looked around. They seemed to be in the back of some sort of storage room. They could hear people moving around on the other side of the door.
One voice called out. "The older one, he is gone!"
Another voice replied. "Then find him. Now! Find him before Abraham hears word!" There was a shuffling noise then all was quite. Cecelia and Dean slowly opened the door and looked around. There was no one in sight. Cecelia started leading them down to Tobias's room when a noise caught their attention. Someone was coming.
"Dean." Cecelia hissed. "There is no were to hide here. Keep going down this hall until you see two large arched doors with brass handles and bolts. That is Tobias's room." Cecelia waved for him to go.
"What are you going to do?" Dean asked.
"I am going to stall whoever it is down the hall. Now go!" Cecelia said urgently.
Dean took off in the direction that Cecelia had pointed in.
Cecelia waited for whoever it was to appear around the corner. He when he did, she felt her self shrink with fear. "Aaron." She said under her breath.
Aaron grabbed her arm. "Cecelia. The older boy's room is empty. Where is he?" He said as he shook her.
"I don't know." Cecelia answered.
Aaron hit her across the face. "Do not lie to me! Where is he?" Aaron yelled.
"I don't know." Cecelia repeated as she started to cry.
This time Aaron punched her.
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Dean heard someone scream from down the hall. He ignored it, he need to find Sam. He slowed as he came across the doors that Cecelia described. He tried the door, it was locked. "Sam!" he called out.
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Tobias was trying to move Sam further on to the bed, when he heard someone at the door and Dean calling to Sam again.
Sam sat bolt up right having heard Dean. He looked at Tobias who glared at him. "I grow weary of your friend." Tobias said his eyes searched his room for his pistol. His eyes located it in it's holder on his belt hanging with his coat. He moved himself off the bed and went to move towards it. Sam however was faster.
"No!" Sam yelled as he lunged at Tobias pulling him away from the gun. Tobias pivoted and hit Sam across his face, then grabbed him around his neck. Sam grabbed on to Tobias's wrists with both hands trying to pull him off.
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After Dean called to Sam he waited to see if Sam would answer him. No reply came. Dean tested the doors; they were old and not very strong. He began ramming at the door. Finally it burst open. It took a moment for Dean to get his bearings but then the he focused on Sam and Tobias, and time seemed to stand still. Both were shirtless, and Tobias had his hands around Sam's neck. Sam had a cut on his forehead, cheek and across his back, and Dean could see large bruises already starting to form across Sam's torso. Sam and Tobias where both looking at Dean. In Tobias's eyes Dean saw anger and in Sam's he saw fear.
In a blur Tobias let go of Sam, and started to go for his gun again. Sam launched him self at Tobias, and both hit the floor.
Dean let out a started "Sam!" when he saw Sam attack Tobias.
He ran over to them, when he heard they were talking to each other.
"I will kill him." Tobias said trying to roll away from Sam.
"No, you won't!" Sam answered as he kneed Tobias in the stomach. Tobias kicked Sam off of him, and intended to get up but Dean landed a sickening blow to the side of his head. Tobias hit the floor hard and let out of pitiful groan. Dean pulled Sam to his feet.
"Sam, you okay?" Dean paused, "I mean he didn't…hurt you?"
"No, Dean. I am okay." Sam said as he looked down at Tobias who seemed to be trying to focus on them and get up at the same time. Dean pulled off his over shirt leaving him clad in a thin grey shirt and gave it to Sam, who quickly accepted it.
As Tobias managed to get to his feet Dean grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and shoved him head fist into the wall. "Dean - " Sam tried but Dean interrupted him.
"No, Sam not this time." Dean said hotly. Sam hadn't let Dean even touch Ethan or the pervert Patrick, no way was Tobias going to get off, no way was Tobias going to be spared by Sam's mercy and kindness. Sam wasn't going to stop Dean, not this time.
As Tobias slid to the floor, Dean kicked him in the gut, sprawling him on the floor. Dean grabbed in pulling him up. "Get up you son of a bitch, get up." Dean slammed Tobias back into the wall so that he could look at him. "I told you that if you touched him I would kill you."
Tobias tried to say something but Dean punched him. "Shut up!" Dean silenced him.
Sam watched in silenced shock. He knew that Dean was angry. 'Angry' Sam laughed to himself. 'That is putting it mildly.' Sam was about to stop Dean when he heard an anguished cry coming from outside the room. He looked to see if Dean or Tobias had heard it. From the looks of things neither man had. Sam went to the door and looked down the hall. He heard the cry again but this time it turned into a sob. Sam turned to Dean.
"Dean." He called. Dean hit Tobias again, he didn't seem to hear him. "Dean!" Sam tried again.
Dean heard Sam call to him and he turned his head to him, but also keeping Tobias against the wall. Tobias's head was swimming so badly he had no idea what was going on. "What is it Sam?" Dean asked.
"There is someone outside, they sound like they are in trouble, I think… I think that it sounds like Isaac." Sam went too moved out the door. Then he stopped and looked back at Dean he didn't know what to do.
"Go see who it is. But if you met any trouble come right back here! I will catch up with you in a minute." Dean answered. But still Sam didn't move. "It is okay, Sam."
Then Sam was out the door, following the sobbing. He came across Isaac on the floor his back to Sam. He was holding something in his arms. As Sam moved closer he saw that Cecelia was in his arms and she wasn't moving.
"Isaac?" Sam asked hesitantly.
Isaac didn't take his eyes away from Cecelia.
"Is…is she okay?" Sam asked. Sam saw a shudder run through Isaac's body.
"He killed her." Chocked out.
"What? Who?" Sam asked.
"Aaron. I found her just before she…just before she…Oh God what have I done?" Isaac pulled Cecelia closer. Sam kneeled next to Isaac cradling his burned hand to his chest. He rested his other hand on the older man's shoulder. He had no idea what to say. He couldn't help but think that if he had never come to the settlement…his thoughts wondered back to the first time that he met Isaac, in the woods. That man seemed so happy, curious and full of life. But the man before him. This settlement had a power that Sam had never seen; this settlement had the power to shatter people beyond repair. "You should go. They are coming after you and Dean." Isaac said quietly. "Go, go now. Before it is too late." Sam simply sat in shock in front of Isaac. "GO!" The older man yelled, startling Sam out of his stupor.
Sam got up and turned, as he ran back down the hall he called for Dean. Dean suddenly appeared in the doorway to Tobias's room and closed the door. As Sam approached him, he noticed the blood on Dean's clothes and his damaged fists.
Sam stopped. "Did you…" He trailed off.
Dean took his first real look at Sam. He looked terrible. Then he noticed Sam's hand held gingerly to his chest. Dean ignored Sam's question in favor to one of his own. "Sam what happened to your hand?"
Sam too could play this game and did not answer. He closed the distance between them and grabbed Dean's hand and started pulling him away from the doors. "Dean we have to go now!" Dean saw his urgency. "They are coming after us, once they see Tobias… We have to go now!" Sam almost yelled.
"What else is it? Where it is Isaac?" Dean asked holding on to Sam's hand tighter.
"Cecelia, she is dead. They killed her." Sam said his voice shaking.
They heard men from down the hall. "Okay Sam. You go to Artemis and get her ready. I going to get our stuff and see what supplies I can get. I will meet you in the stalls." Dean said. He was about to let Sam go, when he pulled Sam closer to him, for a hug. Sam stood shocked for a moment, but then hugged back. "God, Sam. I thought…I thought. I am just happy that you are okay." He breathed into Sam's ear. He let go of Sam. "Hurry!"