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STORYBEGINSHERE
"Well, what happened?" The girl approached.
"Sari, go call Dean. Sam agreed to my offer. Get the names first. Tell him that we'll call back with Sam's location later. But make sure you talk to Joshua first. I don't want this going south."
"Alright." The girl did as she was told.
"So what now?" The shifter turned to Meg.
"I need him alive. We keep him that way until his brother comes. After that he's not our problem."
"But I thought–"
"I said you could have revenge. I didn't say that included killing him. I gave you everything you needed. Now if you don't want to play by my rules, I can send you right back." She pulled out a gun. No doubt loaded with silver bullets.
"Ok. Ok." It raised it's hands up in surrender.
"Good." She put the gun back in her waistband. "I need to know when you last gave Sam injections."
"What? Why? I wasn't keeping track..."
"How many are left down there?"
"Uhh... just one I think."
"Damn..." She turned around. "MARK! I need you to get the second set of vials."
"Isn't it a little early?"
"The genius here used all but one while he was having his fun."
"What's going on?" The shifter didn't know everything.
"What do you think is in that stuff? How do you think Sammy's been staying alive?" Meg laughed. "It sure isn't by the grace of God. Those vials are keeping him from starving and dehydrating too much."
"But they hurt him... I've seen–"
"That's what they were supposed to do too. I added something into the first batch."
"Why? Why keep him alive and torture him with the same thing."
"It made your job more fun didn't it? Do you think that half the demons in here would use those on him if they knew that they helped him and kept Sam alive?"
The shifter looked down. He sure wasn't going to help Sam like that, Meg was right.
"There's something special about Sam... It's in his blood you could say... Anyhow, I added sulfur and iodine. The two combined create an... interesting reaction in Sam."
DEANASHJOSHUAANDTHEPHONE
"Call me back... Call me back... Call me back... Call me ba–" Dean's phone rang and started vibrating at that moment. "Whoa! Jesus." He dropped it and jumped back.
"...keep telling it to call you, what do you expect..." Ash muttered.
They all stared at it for a moment and Dean locked eyes with Joshua.
Joshua picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"Well well... Dean wasn't lying after all. Hello Joshua."
"I'm here. Tell us where Sam is before I hunt you down and send you back to hell myself."
"Sam's still with us. Don't forget the other part of our bargain..."
"Yeah. And what was that?"
"While you were gone, everyone came up with a list of names. Hand over the list and we'll tell you where to find Sam."
"Can you wait one second?"
"Sure... Just remember that every second you waste is another second Sam stays here."
Joshua cupped his hand over the phone.
"What the hell Joshua? This isn't a social call. They have Sam, don't tell them to 'hold on a second.'" Dean was near shouting.
"Keep your voice down. They want to know about a list."
"Oh." Dean opened the night stand and pulled out a folded piece of paper from the bible. Jo's idea of a hiding spot. "Here. It's everything they want to know."
"You still there?"
"Yes. Do you have it?"
"Yeah. I can start reading it off to you."
"I'd rather not hear you read the phone book."
"Well... I can have Ash send it to you..."
Ash spun around in his chair frantic and making motions for Joshua to shut up. Joshua realized his mistake immediately.
"Ash? Ash is with you?"
"Uhh... We're in contact with him." Joshua tried to cover his tracks. Shit.
"Bullshit. Put Dean on. He won't lie when Sam's life is on the line."
Joshua let the phone sink down from his ear and looked at Dean. "They want to talk to you."
"What is it?"
"You didn't tell me you had Ash join your little party." Sari was obviously angry.
"So?"
"So?! That changes things. Let me talk to the one in charge for a minute. Stay on the line."
Seconds felt like hours.
"She says you have a choice. Joshua, or Ash."
"Meaning...?" Dean was afraid of where this was going.
"Meaning there are too many people involved. Especially now that we know about Ash. You choose Dean. One of them has to go. You have until you pick up Sammy to decide. But we can't have both of them hanging around."
"Why?" Dean swallowed.
"Don't ask questions. You're lucky she gave you that long to decide. Personally, I'd have you knock one off right now."
Dean hesitated.
"If they both live, you'll never get Sam back."
"...ok..."
"Good. Now since Ash is there, have him put up the list on a phoney myspace blog. Search for 'Jane Masters' the password is ''
(AN: this is not a real person or password. It was made up for this fic.)
"Post it in a the blog. We'll call back when we get it and make a decision. That's when you get Sam back."
CLICK.
"SHIT! SON OF A BITCH!!!" Dean couldn't help it. This. Sucked.
"What? What's wrong?" Joshua stepped forward and Dean shoved him off but then instantly regretted it.
"Uhh... sorry Joshua. I didn't mean... Hey Ash. They know you're hear."
"Holy crap guys." Ash moved and started gathering things. "I have to go. Now."
"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa." Dean grabbed Ash's arm. "It's ok. Stay."
"I can't Dean!"
"Ash... Please. You're safe. But I need you to do something for me, for Sam..."
"You really don't know do you...?"
"What?"
Ash paused everything for a moment. "I'll stay. What do I have to do?"
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Meg watched Sari out of the corner of her eye and heard her call out.
"Ash is with them."
"Fu–notniceword–ck! This throws things out of whack." She turned and ran her hands through her hair. "Tell them that... Say... Get Dean on the line."
"Do you want to talk?"
"No, this is all you baby."
"What do I tell Dean?"
"Either Joshua or Ash has to go. Dean has until we give his brother back to decide."
"Ok..."
Sari talked for a while and hung up.
"Done."
"Good job."
"I'll keep an eye on the blog. Marissa!"
"What? The woman appeared from the other room."
"I haven't given you a job lately. Keep and eye on Sam."
"Right." She smiled and went to the stairs.
"Hey! I said keep an eye on him. Don't touch him unless it's necessary. Don't harm him. I need him alive and he's practically death warmed over as it is."
"Right." She bent her head down and went down the stairs.
The shifter was coming up as she went down but Meg didn't notice. She also didn't notice him hiding an object in his bag...
DOWNSTAIRSOHHHCREEPYBASEMENT
Sam was still asleep and laying in an awkward position on the mattress. Meg was right. He did look dead. Even past dead maybe.
Marissa also noticed Richie still down there. He was holding a knife menacingly over Sam's face and neck.
"Hey! Cut that out. You had your fun. Meg wants him alive and not to be harmed. Leave him alone."
Richie backed off slowly.
"That's right. Look, but don't touch."
They both sat and watched Sam sleep. It wasn't what they'd expected, but Sam was going through hell and that was ok.
UPSTAIRSWITHMEGONTHECOMPUTER
Meg waited for the blog. It came up surprisingly fast.
She scanned through the list of names, descriptions, condition of the person, location. Everything.
"Ruby Naylor..." She read to herself. The girl had been committed and catatonic for three years now. She looked at a picture and it was almost too perfect for her needs. "Good job Dean." Although it was Ellen and Bobby that did the research...
She silently thanked Dean for this, it was more than she expected. "This might be worth me trading your soul from that crossroads demon if this all works out Dean." The threat of being sent to hell was a strong motivator. Meg was stronger than the crossroads demon and both of them knew it.
AN: WHO SHALL DIE? MUHAHAHAHAHA! VOTE. I can't promise when the next ch. will be up. Suggestions of torture are still being taken and appreciated. Tell me what you want and you could possibly see it. Keep in mind that Meg has many motives.
Anyhow, please tell me what you think, I would greatly appreciate anything.
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