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Chapter 10

"Are you okay," asked Tony. Bryan nodded but he wasn't. He still wasn't feeling right. "I'm just tired," he said. "I'm going to go lay back down." Tony placed his hands on Bryan's shoulders and made him face him..

"Tell me the truth," said Tony. Bryan sighed. "My head is killing me Tony and I feel wrong. I don't know how to explain it." Tony nodded.

"Okay," he said. "Come on."

"Where are we going?" asked Bryan.

"I'm going to get you back to bed," said Tony. Brad got up and walked over.

"We're going to have to lock him in a room by himself Tony," said Brad puttting a supportive hand on his shoulder.

"Forget it," said Tony.

"I think you should Tony. At least until I know I'm okay. I don't won't to hurt anyone, but especially not you." Tony didn't like it but he agreed. Tony and Bryan went back to lay down upstairs. Tony locked Bryan in one of the spare rooms and put the key in his pocket. Everyone else left the kitchen, leaving John and Jack alone.

"John," said Jack sensing the anger that he still had toward him. John hit Jack in the face with his fist sending Jack sprawling onto the floor. He looked up at John as he wiped the blood off his mouth. John jerked him up to his feet and slammed him back into the chair.

"If you've put my kids in danger by bringing us all back here Jack, I'll kill you! Understand!" he said and walked out. He went downstairs to the basement with Dean to help him keep an eye on Sam. Maybe that way Dean would get some sleep.

"Dad," said Dean.

"Yeah," answered John.

"Jack is just trying to help. No matter where we had went, Alanya would have found us."

"I know," said John. "I'll apologize to him later. I just want to be with you and Sam right now." Dean nodded his head and him and his dad guarded his brother.

Late the next morning John looked over at Dean who had fallen asleep again. He left him there and went upstairs. Jack was in the kitchen and he was alone, so he walked inside. Jack jumped when John entered and raised his hands.

"Now John," he said, but John waved him off.

"I'm sorry Jack. It just shocked me. I knew all this started in a cave, but Sam and Dean never told me where the cave was at. They should have," said John and Jack sighed.

"Want some coffee?" asked Jack. John nodded. Jack poured him a cup and sat down opposite him with his own. "I'm sorry too," he said. "I thought they told you."

"Well they didn't, but it doesn't matter. Alanya would find us no matter where we went. I mean he found us in Alabama didn't he?" said John. Jack took a breath and said, "yeah, he did."

"Where's Bryan?" asked John.

"Sleeping in a room by himself with the door locked." John nodded. Is he okay?"

"Yeah," said Jack.

"How's Tony?" asked John.

"Okay," said Jack. As if on cue Tony, Bryan and Brad came into the kitchen.

"Well I see you two are friends again," said Brad sarcastically.

"Shut up!" said John and Jack at the same time and then they grinned at each other as Dean came upstairs.

"Hate to break up the party, but I have a brother to de demonize," said Dean. "It's morning Jack. You said today."

"So I did," said Jack. "Let's go get Sam back." They all went downstairs. Sam was still asleep and still tied down.

Jack turned to Dean and John. "Do either of you know Sam's blood type?" he asked.

"Yeah, AB negative," said John.

"Okay who all is O positive?" said Jack. Dean, John and Brad raised their hands. Brad shook his head.

"Dean you can not give Sam blood," said Brad.

"Brad!" said Dean.

"No! You're too weak. You're body would not be able to take that right now," said Brad and felt his head. "At least your fever's gone."

"Terrific," said Dean in a huff.

"I'll go first." said John, and Jack nodded. "He's my son," said John.

"Ok," said Jack, but instead of bringing Sam out of the cell, they pushed a stretcher inside and John laid down on it. Sam still had an IV so Brad started one on John as Jack got the tubing ready. When Brad had finished, Jack attached the tubing and opened up the clamp. They watched at John's blood flowed into his son's arm.

Ten minutes into the transfusion Sam's eye's shot opened and he glared at John.

"Sam!" said John, but Sam continued to glare. He looked down at his arms and pulled at the restraints.

"Take the needle out Jack," said Sam in a voice that wasn't his.

"NO!" said John. "Don't you dare!" Sam looked around the room as he got angrier and angrier. He glared at Dean, and his eyes began to glow! Dean winced and grabbed his chest, hitting his knee's.

"Stop the transfusion Jack or I'll kill Dean!" said Sam. Dean screamed in agony as the pain increased. He couldn't talk because of the pain, but he pleaded with his eyes for Jack to continue. Finally Sam looked at the straps and they fell off his wrists. He pulled the needle out of his arm and picked up John, like he was nothing and prepared to throw him, but before he could, his body began to jerk with seizures.

He dropped John and fell back. His body shook uncontrolably. John jumped up and grabbed his son. Jack ran over and held Sam's legs so he wouldn't hurt himself and Brad helped Dean up and over to the bed.

After a few minutes the seizures stopped and Sam laid there dazed. Jack strapped his hands back down. Dean was breathing hard. Brad checked him over. He was weak but would be okay. He still needed a lot of rest.

"Dean," said Brad, touching his forehead. He was barely consious but he looked up at Brad.

"Sam," he said weakly."

"I don't know yet Dean. We'll see." said Brad and Dean nodded.

"Sam," said John gently. "Son." He patted his cheeks. Sam moaned and opened his eyes.

"Hey," said John. "Are you okay?"

"Dean," said Sam simply.

"Sam," said Dean as he struggled to get up and slowly make his way back over to his brother. God he was hurting all over, he thought but he needed to get to Sam.

"Sammy," said Dean. He looked down at his baby brother. "It's good to see you Sam." He touched Sam's head and brushed the hair out of his eyes. He was about to remove the cross and take off the straps that held him down, but when he reached to do that Jack stopped him. Dean glared at him. He wanted them off his brother now. He had been tied down long enough.

"No Dean," said Jack. Dean looked at him like he was crazy.

"Why the hell not!" asked Dean.

"He's still a demon Dean. He's just messing with your head," said Jack. Dean looked down at his brother and Sam sneered up at him and began pulling at the straps so hard Dean thought he'd break his wrist.

"Sam stop," said Dean. "You're going to hurt yourself."

"Let me go!" said Sam dangerously. He growled and snarled at Dean who jumped back.

"Sam!"said Dean and turned to ask for help. Sam looked at the straps and they fell from his wrists.

"Dean look out!" yelled John but it was too late. Sam grabbed his brother and put an arm tightly around his neck. Dean froze.

"Sam!" said Dean. "Please!"

"Unstrap my feet!" said Sam. When Dean didn't make a move to obey, Sam tightened his grip beginning to choke him. Jack tried to get in but Sam using his mind, slammed the cell door closed, locking him inside with Dean.

"Sammy!" said Dean nervously.

"Take the straps off my feet now!" said Sam. Dean did as he was told. Sam jumped up and placed Dean in front of him, then shoved him toward the door. He slammed him up against the bars and placed his arm under his neck. The others didn't make a move because they knew that right now, Sam would hurt him. Dean raised his hands and Sam slammed him again. Dean winced as once again his head was slammed against the bars.

"Sammy!" he said but Sam sneered.

"Take the cross off!" he said. Dean shook his head. "No!" he said and knocked Sam's hands away, but Sam grabbed Dean around the neck and lifted him off the ground then lowered him back down to his feet.

"Take it off!" he said. Dean did as he was told and slowly removed the cross and threw it outside the cell. Then he waited. Sam had a wild look in his eyes that Dean didn't like.

"Sam," he said but Sam whirled him around to face the bars.

"Hands up!" said Sam. Dean placed his hands on the bars without protest.

"Very good Dean," said Sam. "You're finally learning to behave yourself."

"Sam," said John. "Let Dean go. Please. He's your brother." John was scared but tried to hold it together.

"I don't think so," said Sam and shoved him into the bars. "He's not going anywhere, but you are going to remove that salt from across the door or I'll kill him."

"No!" yelled Dean. "If he gets out, I'll never get my brother back!"

"Dean," said Jack.

"No! I'm okay!" said Dean. Sam leaned down to his brother's ear and said, "you won't be in a minute!" He spun him around and shoved him back against the bars hard, but then Sam winced and staggared backwards as flashes of memory entered his head. Flashes of him and this man walking together and talking together. Dean cocked his head to the side. He started to move towared him, but the look Sam gave him told him not to move so he stayed where he was.

"Sam you're remembering," said Dean. "Come on man! I'm your brother!" Sam looked at him and for a second it was Sam, but then it was gone.

"You!" said Sam looking at Brad.

"Me?" asked Brad nervously.

"Yeah you," said Sam. "Get over here!" Brad swallowed hard and walked over to the cell.

"Take the salt from across the door, or I'll kill Dean," said Sam.

"You're not taking him away to torture him again!" said Brad.

"Fine," said Sam. "Then I'll toruture him right here!" He grabbed Dean's head in his hands and shot fire through his skull. Dean screamed as a blinding pain shot through his head. He screamed again as it just got worse and worse!

"Dean!" yelled John running over. Sam threw John back. "Don't move!" yelled Sam as he made Dean's pain even worse! John, Brad and Tony stopped. Sam looked at Bryan and he winced as his headache got worse. "Get out here Jack!" he yelled. Jack walked up to the cell.

"Get over there with the others so I can see you!" Sam touched Dean's chest and his heart began to pound making him hyperventilate. "NOW Jack and don't try anything!" Jack did as he was told.

"Sam you remembered," said Dean frantically in between breathes. Blood began to pour out of Dean's nose. "I know you did. Please!" Sam cocked his head mesmerized by the blood.

"That's right Sam," said Dean. "Taste it!" Sam looked at Dean and traced the blood off his cheek and stared at it.

"Sam!" yelled Alanya, as he walked through the wall!

"NO!" yelled Dean. Jack positioned himself in front of the others and concentrated but Alanya raised his hand palm out and threw them all backwards. Dean was about to pass out from the pain, but Sam kept pouring it on. He jerked Dean away from the door. Alanya looked at it and it opened. A gust of wind blew through the room and removed the salt. Sam grinned and with Dean in front of him, stepped out of the cell.

"Sam!" yelled Dean and was shoved toward the others. John caught him and lowered him to the ground. Sam looked down at him and bore his eyes into his brothers. Dean screamed. His breathing became labored and his heart began beating way to fast.

"Sam!" yelled Jack. "Stop it! You're going to kill him!" Sam waved his arms and knocked them all backwards except for Dean. He walked up to Dean and stared down at him. He was writhing on the ground in pain. Blood wasn't just coming out of his nose but also out of his ears. Dean looked up, barely able to breathe anymore and locked eyes with his brother.

"Sa..mm...y!" he said weakly. "Please! You're...going to...kill...me!" Sam continued to look at his brother as more flashes appeard in his head. He staggared and then stopped torturing Dean. He shook his head. "Dean," he said but Alanya grabbed him and said, "you ready nephew?" The flashes was gone as quick as they'd come and Sam looked at Alanya.

"Yes uncle!" he said. "I can't walk through walls."

"I know." said Alanya and faced the wall. He threw his mind at it and knocked a hole in the side of Jack's house. Sam grinned as Alanya turned back.

"He's mine," said Alanya and walked through the hole with Sam. They headed to the cave.