Dean was at the Roadhouse with several other hunters. Ellen. Ash. A few others.

"Dean, I found him. Sort of," Ash said.

"What do you mean, sort of?" Dean asked.

"I don't know where he is, but I found a website. They're trying to sell him."

Everyone went over to the computer to look over Ash's shoulder. Sure enough, there was Sam, naked, along with several other naked people that he didn't even want to think about. "How did you find this?" Dean asked to distract himself from his brother's plight. "They can't want cops to see this."

"No. It was invitation only and you need a password. But, I found a back door in. Most people wouldn't be able to find it."

"Wait," Dean said. "That's one of his kidnappers chained up next to Sam."

"Think they had a falling out?" Ash said.

"No idea," Dean said not really caring. He just wanted his brother back "What's that?" Dean asked.

"The bidding counter."

"Are we going to be able to afford him?" Dean just wanted to get Sam safe. He would deal with the "auctioneer" later.

"You pay by wiring the money to an account. I can fool them for 24 hours," Ash assured him. "I just bid $500,000."

"Can you track the site?" That would probably be better.

"I'm trying but they're pinging it around. It's all domestic, so I think one of these pings is the real deal. You want to track that down, while I work the bidding."

"Yeah don't get outbid. Let me know when you win him." Dean took off to check out the first address.

"Will do."

SSS

A few days later

"Dean, I don't know if you want to know this or not," Ash said when Dean told him the first address was a bust and called for a second.

"Please tell me you didn't get outbid."

"No. They have a reserve price that needs to be met. They don't tell us what it is for each person, but they'll complete the transaction with the highest bid at the 24 hour mark after the reserve is met," Ash said.

"What? I thought this would be over soon."

"Sorry, Dean. These black market things get pretty pricey and competitive, but that's not what I was afraid you wouldn't want to know."

"What is it?"

"You can ask them to do things to him for a price."

"What do you mean?"

"People will pay $500 on the spot to watch one of them get whipped or cut or tazed."

"Is there anyway you can hurry up the auction? Offer like $100 million."

"That would just make them suspicious."

SSS

A few days later

"Nice. Did you get the money."

Sam tried not to show any emotion. He knew that voice. It was his dad's friend Jefferson. He couldn't let on to Cal and Collin that he knew him. But, he was finally rescued.

SSS

A few days earlier

"I got him," Ash said. They had the phone at the Road house. "He went for $4 million."

"So what happens now."

"Someone has to go take delivery."

"Well, it obviously can't be you. they'd slit Sam's throat as soon as they see you," Ellen said. "Sorry," she apologized as Dean gasped at the thought of his brother's throat slit.

"I think I make the most sense," Jefferson said. Jefferson had been a friend of his father's.

"OK. I'll meet you."

Jefferson looked at the address Ash had written down. "Look, I know the area. There's a park a half mile away. Wait there and i'll call you when I have him. I'll get him to safety and you can deal with the bozo."

Dean readily agreed.

SSS

Sam woke up, once again chained in the van. Apparently after his last escape attempt, Joe wasn't going to take any chances. Where was he taking him? He felt the van come to a stop. Joe got out and a couple of seconds later was back in and the van started moving again. Seconds later it rolled to a stop and Joe got out again. The back door was opened.

"You're awake. I think that's probably best," Joe said as he jumped in the back and unchained Sam. He cuffed his hands behind his back and pushed him to the floor. He heard a buzzer. Sam heard a garage door, or something similar, open and something drove in.

"Nice. Did you get the money?"

"I did," Joe answered. "He's all yours. I'll help you load him."

"Much appreciated."

Sam was propelled forward and shoved into some kind of vehicle.

"With your purchase I provide extra chains and drugs. The instructions for the drugs are on the back. I"ll give him a first dose."

"No, that's OK," Jefferson said.

"I'm really going to have to insist. If you're not going to take the proper steps to restrain him, I'll have to cancel the deal. This is a paralysis drug that should last until you get home. After that, I assume you can contain him?"

"Yes. Of course. He'll be kept in a locked room in a basement with one leg chained to the wall. He'll have an electrified collar that will shock him if he does somehow manage to get outside. I don't have a landline and my house is on 10 acres of land. Nobody will hear him yelling if he gets to the door."

"OK, you scared me for a second there."

Sam was shoved onto a bed. Must be an RV, or a motor home or something. A chain was fastened around both his feet, and one was wrapped around his torso fastening him onto the bed. His gag as removed as water was forced down his mouth. the gag was then replaced and he heard Joe leave. "I have him," he heard Jefferson say as the engine started. "I'm on my way to you. Man, those guys were sickos. Even gave me drugs to give him. Sorry I couldn't stop him from giving the first dose, but he said it was temporary. He looks to be in pretty bad shape. OK, see you in ten. I don't want to stop to let him loose until I get to you in case anyone is following me."

Jefferson was taking him to Dean. Sam was going to be free at last. Well, until Collin or Joe came after him again.

The RV screeched to a halt. "What the hell? Jefferson asked as Sam heard the door opening followed by a shot.

"Sorry, Jefferson."

SSS

Dean was waiting in the park. Jefferson hadn't shown up. Dean grabbed his phone and called him. The call went straight to voice mail. He drove to the meeting point. The place was deserted.

Dean called Ellen, "I think something's happened to Jefferson and Sam."

"What do you mean?" Ellen asked.

"Jefferson called me, said he had Sam, and then he never showed up. I tried calling again and I got his voice mail."

"His RV has a lo-jack. I'll have Ash track it for you."

"Thanks, Ellen."

SSS

Sam didn't recognize the voice that spoke to Jefferson. But, he could tell two people had boarded the vehicle. The RV started moving again and one of the men approached him.

"Heya, Sammy," he heard as the gag was removed.

"Gordon?" Sam rasped out. "What are you doing here?"

Sam felt Gordon sit down on the bed beside him. "I'm here to put you down like the mosnter you are."