I couldn't help myself. I had this one written so I decided to go ahead and post it. To those of you who don't think Jack has a backbone? This one's for you. LOL

Chapter 11

"Dean!" yelled Jack rushing over to his son's side. He knelt down beside him. He could hardly breathe. This time Sam came so close to killing him it wasn't funny. Jack ran over to and knelt down. He grabbed Dean's face in his hand and turned him to face him.

"Dean," said Jack. "I won't you you stay awake okay? You can't go to sleep. Not right now." Dean was trying to, he really was but it was to hard. It would be so easy for him to just close his eyes and go to sleep. He didn't want to ever wake up again. He wanted this nightmare to be over and he was trying real hard not to hate his brother. Slowly he began to close his eyes.

"NO!" said Jack and slapped his cheek a little harder than he meant too. "You can not go to sleep Dean. You have to stay awake." He looked at John and told him to go call an ambulance. Brad came over and knelt on the other side. He touched Dean's forehead and shook his own.

"What," asked Jack also feeling his head.

"Damn it!" said Jack. Dean was burning up again. John ran back in. "Ambulance is on the way!" he said. "How's my son?" Jack looked at him and told him honestly.

"He's not good John. He's in shock. I can't get his eyes to focus and he's burning up again." John ran a hand down his face.

"Is he going to die?" asked John. Jack and Brad looked at each other.

"We don't know," said Brad. "Not if we can get him to a hospital soon."

"No," said Dean weakly. "Sam." He began to struggle to get up but they wouldn't let him. It was probably a good thing because he'd never be able to stand right now. He just didn't have the strength. Even as he thought this he tried to get up again. They pushed him back down gently.

"Get off me," said Dean.

"Dean," said John. "You're in shock son. Take it easy."

"Go...get...Sam...dad," said Dean. "Oh...God! He's got my ...brother...again!" Adrenaline started to pump and Dean began to fight but Brad held him down. He kicked Brad and jumped up but it was a mistake because he began to stagger and fell again as a wave of nausea and dizziness came over him. Brad rushed back over but Dean using what little bit of strength he had left screamed and fought like mad.

"Dean" said Brad trying to calm him down. He was using up too much of his oxygen. He would die sooner if he didn't calm down. "DEAN STOP!" yelleed Brad trying to get his attention. Bryan ran over. "Let him go Brad," he said, and Brad obeyed.

"Dean stop!" said Bryan. "Stop it. Right now! Be still!" Dean got still only because he couldn't fight any more and he began to shake. Brad brought a blanket over and handed it to Bryan. He covered Dean up with it. He touched Dean's forehead and winced at the heat that was coming off of it.

"Dean, we're going to get you to a hospital okay," said Bryan.

"No," said Dean. "Sam. Bryan...he's got...Sam...again. He...was...beginning to...remember." Dean began to pant heavily. Jack got his stethescope and listened to his heart. It was labored and his pulse was getting weaker. He looked at Brad and was afraid. Dean clutched his head but Bryan pulled his hands away so he could look at his face.

"We'll get him back Dean," said Bryan. "I swear to you we'll get him back." Bryan shook his own head as the pain began in it again and Brad pulled him away from Dean just in case. Tony took a hold of Bryan and guided him over to the couch. Brad knelt back down.

"We're getting you to a hospital Dean and then you'll be okay," said Brad.

"No," said Dean. "Please. Sam." He started to close his eyes again as the ambulance came up into Jack's driveway and paramedics rushed inside. They loaded him up on a stretcher trying to keep him awake until they got him stabilized. Jack called in orders. Dean was to be a direct admit under Jack's service. He would be Jack's patient. John got in the ambulance with Dean. He was going to go to the hospital with his son. He would be admitted directly to the Intensive Care unit.

"I'll follow in my car," said Jack and John nodded. When the ambulance took off, Brad touched Jack's shoulder.

"Are you okay?" he asked. Jack nodded. "Listen I got go to the hospital. Keep an eye on Bryan. Don't let him hurt Tony or himself."

"Don't worry about them," said Brad. "I'll watch them." Jack nodded and jumped in his car to head to the hospital. Brad walked over to Bryan, who was having a hard time focusing.

"Bryan," he said, but he didn't answer. He knew they wouldn't get him back upstairs so Brad looked at Tony and said, "We need to lock him in the cell Tony." Tony nodded and helped Bryan inside the cell. He helped him to lay down and came out locking the door behind him. Bryan fell asleep instantly. Tony shook his head.

"I'll go make some coffee," said Brad and Tony nodded his head.

They made it to the hospital in record time and rushed Dean straight to the Intensive Care Unit. They kept putting smelling salts under his nose to wake him up, but even that was beginning to not work. Jack came rushing in and grabbed the nurse. Her name was Teresa, and they were good friends.

"I don't want anybody going into that room without my permission. Understand?" asked Jack. Teresa nodded her head. "Sure Jack," she said. "You're the boss." Jack nodded. This is John, Dean's father. He can go in all he wants but that's all. I am the only other person that can go in."

"What's going on Jack," asked Teresa. John looked at Jack.

"Let's just say that he's been beat up and I want to make sure it don't happen again," said Jack and Teresa nodded.

"Good enough for me," she said. The nurses got Dean stabalized. They took out the old IV and put in a new. They started him on fluids and gave him oxygen and they put him on a heart monitor because his breathing was so labored. Jack walked over to Dean's bed and looked down at him.

"Dean,"said Jack. Dean looked up at Jack weakly. He was barely conscious and couldn't move.

"It's okay Dean. You can go to sleep now. We've got you stabalized," said Jack. Dean didn't answer but slowly he closed his eyes and fell asleep. John sat down beside his son's bed and Jack went out to the desk to write more orders and they waited and hoped Dean would live.

Dean woke up and he was back in the cave. This time he was chained to the wall and Sam and Alanya were both standing in front of him. Neither one of them looked to happy. They both were sneering at him and looked like they were going to rip him apart with their bare hands.

"Sam!" said Dean. "You were remembering dude. I know how to get you back, but you have to trust me."

"What is he talking about?" asked Alanya suspiciously as he grabbed the front of Sam's shirt. Did you taste human blood!"

"Get your filthy hands off my brother man!" said Dean.

"Answer me Sam!" said Alanya ignoring the older sibling. Sam tried to shrink back.

"No uncle, but they gave me a transfusion. John's blood," said Sam and Alanya backhanded him.

"I couldn't help it uncle!" cried Sam. "They had me tied down and forced me to take it! I got away as soon as I felt it inside!" He turned to Dean as more images appeared in his head. Images of him and Dean driving around together, getting mad at each other, fighting together. He staggard backwards and grabbed his head.

"That's right Sam! Remember!" said Dean.

"Shut up Dean!" said Alanya.

"No! Remember Sam!" It wasn't a question but almost a command. Sam shook his head. Dean knew the transfusion was beginning to work. He knew he probably needed more, but it was a start. Alanya whirled Sam around to face him. He hit him hard in the face and Sam fell.

"No! Leave him alone!" yelled Dean.

"Are you turning against me Sam!" asked Alanya ominously.

"No uncle," said Sam and placed his hand to his face. He felt the heat from where he'd been hit.

"Prove it!" said Alanya and grinned evilly at Dean.

"How?" asked Sam. Alanya grinned as he continued to look at Dean. It made him very nervous.

"If you're loyal to me Sam, take my blood and become my son instead of my nephew," said Alanya.

"What!" yelled Dean. "NO! Sam you can't!" Dean was horrified. "PLEASE SAMMY!"

"Lothos is my father," said Sam also a little nervous. He was getting all these feelings and memories and he didn't want them to go away. Alanya sensed it though which made things bad.

"Yes I know, but if you willingly take my blood, you'll become my son. If you haven't turned against me then do it!" said Alanya.

"Sam my God no! He's manipulating you! Can't you see that! Don't!" screamed Dean and began to tug at the chains that had him bound to the wall. "You were remembering Sam! He don't want you to do that! Don't let him do this to you Sammy Please! He's not your uncle, but I am your brother man. Come on!" Sam looked up from the floor at Dean as more flashes came into his minds eyes. Memories of them laughing together and hanging out together. Sam shook it off.

Give me all that you are Sam," said Alanya. You'll rule with me." Sam looked from Dean to Alanya and back again and made his decision. The visions were gone. The memories faded. Sam looked up at Alanya.

"Yes uncle." said Sam. Dean stared in shock at his brother. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. He knew that Sam would not willingly take this asshole blood, but then Sam wasn't Sam right now, he was Alanya's nephew. He had to reach him.

"NO!!!!" yelled Dean. Alanya helped Sam to his feet and over to a bed in the corner of the cave.

"SAMMY!" yelled Dean. "Oh God, Please!" he said. Alanya touched Sam's head and he passed out. He walked over to Dean, grabbed his face in his hands and glared.

"Sam will be my son!" said Alanya with a finality to his voice that Dean didn't like at all.

"You son of a bitch!" yelled Dean. "Sam's not doing this! He would not willingly take your blood! Your nephew is doing this. I'm going to get my brother back Alanya. I swear to you! I'll get him back!" Alanya slapped him hard across the face and slammed his head against the rock wall. Dean winced as he heard his skull crack. He saw stars. A lot of stars but he didn't cry out. He wouldn't give Alanya the satisfaction.

"He'll be my son and you'll watch Dean. I want you to see him become mine! I want to watch as your heart is ripped out!" He walked back over to Sam and saw the needle still in his arm.

"NO!" yelled Dean in fear. Alanya placed a needle in his own arm and attached the tubing. He opened the clamp and blood flowed from Alanya into Sam. Sam's body began to jerk as John's blood was replaced. Dean stared in horrror as the seizures began and cried out when Sam quieted down again. Alanya grabbed Sam's face and patted it gently. Sam sat up and looked at Alanya.

"Hello son," said Alanya.

"Hello father," answered Sam. Alanya turned to Dean and said, "that's one Dean."

"Oh my God!" yelled Dean and woke up in the hospital room. He had tubes and wires going everywhere.

"Dean!" said Jack rushing over.

"Dad!" yelled Dean.

"I'm here Dean. Are you okay?" He looked up to his father. John placed a hand on his head. He was still burning up. "You've been asleep for 3 days." said John, "Are you okay?"

"He's got Sam!" said Dean.

"I know," replied John. "I know Dean."

"No, Alanya gave him a transfusion again dad. He said Sam is his son now!" said Dean.

"What!" said John and looked at Jack.

"What happened Dean," said Jack. "Tell me everything."

"I woke up in the cave again. This time I was chained to the wall. Sam and Alanya were standing in front of me. Sam was beginning to remember. I saw it and I encouraged him and told him who I was. Alanya got mad and hit Sam again. He knocked him down. He asked if Sam was turning against him and he said no. Alanya told him to prove it and Sam asked how. Alanya told him to take his blood willingly and Sam did," said Dean. "My God dad I watched as Alanya made Sam his son! I tried to stop him. I swear I did, but I couldn't! I couldn't dad, he wouldn't listen!"

Dean began to cough uncontrolably and Jack pushed him back down to his pillow. He noticed blood on it.

"What's this," asked Jack.

"What?" said Dean. Jack showed Dean the pillow. It had blood on it.

"Let me see your head Dean," said Jack and gasped at the cut on the back of his skull.

"What happened?" he asked. Dean thought a minute and then remembered. Alanya slammed my head against the stone wall of the cave. I heard it crack."

"What?" Dean you never left your bed. We've been here the whole three days. We haven't left your side!" said John.

"I was in the cave dad. At least my conscious was." Dean looked at Jack. This was definitely new. Alanya had always been able to take them anywhere he wanted to in their mind but never like this. It scared them all. Dean started to get up.

"Wait a minute!" said Jack and stopped Dean.

"Get out of my way!" said Dean dangerously.

"No. Dean you can not fight Alanya," said Jack. "You're not going anywhere. You almost died this time and I will not let you out of the hospital until you are well. Not this time."

"Get the hell out of my way!" yelled Dean and tried to get out of the bed. Jack and John both held him down.

"Dad!" said Dean. John looked at his son and let him go. He glared at Jack.

"You heard him," said John. "Get out of our way! We're going to get Sam!" He tried to help Dean to his feet but Jack stopped him. John glared. Jack glared right back.

"John, listen to me. Look at your hand." John looked down at the cast then back at Jack.

"You can not fight Alanya. If what Dean said happened then Sam's not going to come willingly. We'll have to grab him again."

"I know that," said Dean. "Let's go grab his ass and drag him back to your place!" Jack grinned a little. These had to be the two most stubborn men on the face of the planet.

"You're not going anywhere but back to bed Dean and I mean it. John you either. I'll call security and make you leave," said Jack.

"Excuse me," said John. "That's my kid!"

"I know that's your kid, but that's my patient and I swear to God I'll make you leave!" said Jack. John glared. Dean just looked at them both and thought uh oh." John took a step, but Jack didn't back off, not this time.

"Your kid almost died this time John. Do you understand that!" He grabbed the front of John's jacket and shoved him back. "His heart is still not beating regular and he is still burning up with fever. He can't stand up because if he does he'll fall back down again. He's just that weak. Now somehow Alanya has taken his consciousness to the cave and left his body here but he came back with an injury. That has never happened before John. That's new. Alanya has never been able to transport a persons mind and them come back with an injury. Do you understand? So I'm telling you, Dean is not leaving this damn hospital until I say he can. I'll have security hall your ass out of here," said Jack.

"Jack," said Dean.

He turned to Dean and leaned down in his face placing a hand on either side of him, causing him to shrink back. He'd only seen Jack lke this once before and it was a site to behold.

"Not only will I make your dad leave this hospital Dean, but I'll drug your ass again. Do you understand me! I'll sedate you and tie your ass down if I have to and keep you that way, but you're not leaving until your better. We'll get Sam back but we're not going to loose you in the process. Do I make myself clear." Dean just nodded and pulled the covers back up. Jack turned to John who stared at him like he'd lost his mind.

"I mean it John," said Jack. "I'll do it. We'll get Sam back, I swear, but Dean isn't leaving here until he's able. So, do I call security or not." John looked at Jack and grinned.

"Guess not," he said and sat back down at his son's side.

"Good," said Jack calming down.

"Jack," said John.

"Yeah," said Jack.

"Thanks, but if you talk to me like that to much, I'll kick your ass!" Jack just grinned.

"I don't doubt it," said Jack.

"What's it going to be Dean. Do I drug you and tie you down or not?" asked Jack.

"Not," said Dean and sank back into the pillow.

"That's what I thought," said Jack.