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Blind Faith

Chapter 11 – Exposed

Dean crossed the abandoned house off their list as he pulled out his cell phone. He quickly checked in with Ellen and found out that no one else had any luck either. As he watched the sun begin to set, his spirits also began to sink. Sam had been missing now for almost 24 hours. He knew that time was running out…if it hadn't already. To make matters worse, his shoulder was beginning to hurt in earnest from the hours of driving.

"Ok guys, let's head for the abandoned mine shack that Ash listed. We should be there within 45 minutes." Dean climbed into the driver's seat but was startled when he felt Bobby hold the door open.

"Dean, you need to let me or Jim drive…you scoot over and rest."

Dean started to argue, but one look at Bobby's face and he knew that it was useless. He handed the keys to Bobby and moved over to Sam's spot. As he leaned his head against the window, he could almost feel his brother's presence. For a brief moment, Dean felt peaceful as he recalled all the times his brother had slept in this very spot.

Bobby smiled as he got behind the wheel and noticed that Dean had already nodded off. The boy was exhausted and it wouldn't do them any good if he wasn't at his best when they found Sam. Bobby glanced back at Jim who was on the phone calling other hunters to make sure that the net was tight. They now had enough hunters in the area, so that if Rafe made a move in the open, they would know it.

Bobby parked the car and gently shook Dean awake. "Dean, we're here."

Dean woke instantly, groaning slightly as he moved his shoulder. "Any sign of Rafe or Sam?"

"Not yet, Jim went to scout it out. I thought you and I could get things ready just in case." Bobby and Jim had discussed it briefly and decided that they would let Dean get as much rest as they could. Both knew that once Sam was located, nothing would keep the boy away.

"You should have woke me up sooner Bobby…I should be doing the scouting." Dean groused as he quietly opened the door and moved to the rear of the car.

"Well, now Jim has been doing this a few years longer than you…so I think he might be able to handle the task. Besides, he needed to do this Dean."

Dean looked at Bobby and realized what he meant. Jim needed to do something to make this right. Dean had grown to respect the man as they had traveled together. He was still angry, but he could understand where Jim was coming from. "Ok Bobby, I understand…just as long as you aren't babying me…we'll be fine."

Bobby smiled to himself. "I would never dream of it Dean…any idea on how you want to handle this if Sam is there?"

"Shoot the bastard first and ask questions later!" Dean responded without thinking.

"Works for me!" Bobby said as he pulled out a shot gun along with a hand gun from Dean's store of weapons.

Both men turned as one, guns drawn as a soft crack of a branch was heard behind them. "Hold your fire boys!" Jim said softly, placing his fingers to his lip. He moved closer before speaking again.

"We've found them. I recognized the bastard's truck. It's hidden just inside the mine and there is a light on in the mining shack. I couldn't see inside…we need to be careful. Rafe has good visibility from all directions…the back of the shack is actually against a sheer cliff. It's going to be hard to get the drop on him. I'd suggest waiting until it gets a little darker. By then some of the others can get here to back us up….what do you think Dean?"

"I think any time that Sam spends in the hands of that bastard is too long…but I also know that if we barge in there…he might just shoot Sam before we can get to him. Ok, let me call Ellen and let her know what's going on…Jim can you get hold of the others and have them meet us here within the next hour? By then it should be good and dark."

As soon as Dean had finished with Ellen, he and Bobby headed towards the shack. They left Jim back at the car to meet with the other hunters and then get them situated. Dean and Bobby would make sure that Rafe didn't leave until they could get things set up.

As soon as Dean saw the shack, his first instinct was to burst in and save Sam. But he knew better. Jim was right; they would have a rough time approaching the cabin. Dean looked closer and saw that as the darkness grew, the shadows from the cliff might actually hide a person long enough for them to get up to the shack. "Bobby, I'm going to work my way around to those shadows. You cover me from here. We need to know for sure that Sammy is in there and we also need to know the layout of the shack before we can figure out a plan."

Bobby nodded knowing better than to argue with Dean. Besides, it was a good plan. He watched as Dean moved towards the far side of the shack. If he hadn't known that Dean was there, he never would have spotted the boy. "You would be real proud of your sons John…especially Dean." Bobby said softly as he watched Dean blend in perfectly with his surroundings.

Dean moved quietly, keeping to the shadows. Before long, he was able to see through some of the slats into the interior of the shack. It appeared to have only two rooms. The main room and another room near the back. Since no one was in the main room, Dean decided to move towards the back of the shack and see if he could see into the other room.

Dean found what he was looking for a moment later as he peered into the lit room. His breath caught in his throat as he saw his baby brother's bloody body hanging from a hook in the center of the room. A large man that he assumed was Rafe, had just poured a bucket of cold water on Sam. He watched as Sam sputtered and slowly opened his eyes.

It took everything Dean had not to burst in and save his brother, but instead he watched in horror as the man moved closer to his brother. He strained to hear what was being said.

"Well Sammy, ready to tell me what I want to know?" Rafe asked as he showed Sam the ice pick that he was holding.

Sam blinked but remained silent.

"I asked you a question Sammy…how much do you know about the coming war and who have you told…it's a simple question Sammy." Rafe plunged the ice pick into Sam's shoulder and left it there as Sam screamed.

Sam looked at the Rafe with hate filled eyes. "I told you, nothing…I didn't tell anyone anything because I don't know anything!"

"Well, I don't believe you Sammy…you were possessed by Meg for over a week and you didn't pick up any information? That's not possible. Both you and Meg shared memories for that time." Rafe pulled the ice pick out a short way and then slammed it back in going a little deeper this time.

"Go to hell you bastard! Oh yeah…that's right, you've already been there. I swear, before this is through, I'll make sure that you join your sister Meg…you know we sent her back again don't you?" Sam panted.

Rafe pushed the ice pick further in until it was now sticking out through Sam's back. Sam screamed again, but continued to talk. "I told you, you will have to kill me before I let you possess me."

Rafe turned to walk towards the place where Dean was peaking through. Dean stepped back into the shadows, but not before he noticed that dark eyes of the man in the room. "Shit!" Dean thought as he quickly made his way back towards Bobby.

Bobby watched as Dean made his way back towards him. As soon as Dean was close, he knew something was terribly wrong. "Come on Bobby, we need to get back to the others…Rafe is a demon Bobby and he's trying to possess Sam!"

TBC

Raven524: Ok, so Dean has found Sam, he knows about Rafe...so things should be a piece of cake right?