Kira's Revenge
Chapter Eleven
Sam was able to sleep for most of what was left of the day. Waking to 'eat' before going back to bed. The stress of the situation and the fasting having taken a toll on his body. Sleeping took him away from the dreadful situation but unfortunately eventually you have to wake up.
That's where he found himself that morning. Head a bit fuzzy as his brother shook him awake.
"Sammy, can't sleep the day away." Dean's voice was upbeat and Sam just wanted to kill him.
"Stop shaking me, I'm awake." Sam shifted and slowly sat up in bed, rubbing sleepily at his eyes.
"Good cause I'm gonna need to leave soon dude." Dean replied as he plopped down on the bed next to Sam.
Sam's heart skipped a beat at the mention of Dean's absence. He hated the idea of being left alone with Kira.
"W-What time's it?" Sam mumbled out trying to wake up.
"Almost ten dude. You were out. Are you sure you're feeling okay?" Dean's voice was full of concern.
Shit, here we go again with the stupid spell.
Sam rolled his eyes at his brother. "Dude you try living off of crackers and water and then do an enema, and see if you can stay awake. I'm fine just tired and that's gonna be a side effect so quit acting like a worried girl."
Sam could tell by the way his brother's body relaxed that he'd bought his excuses.
Dean smirked. "I'm not the one acting like a girl needing her beauty sleep. So, do you think you'd be okay for a couple of hours?"
It was Sam's turn to tense up. "You're leaving so soon?"
Dean frowned. "Like I said you've been sleeping all morning. Anyway, I called the post office and my rush order has arrived. So I'm gonna pick that stuff up and I thought you could eat and shower if you want while I'm gone. Maybe do some private stuff." The last part was mumbled.
Sam sighed. "Sure, I can do the enema but I think I'd like to eat first. It'll give me time to wake up."
Dean nudged Sam's shoulder with his. "Cool. I've got your feast already laid out for you. I grabbed a few westerns from the office and laid them on the table too. The enema thingy is in the bathroom with holy water already loaded in it and it's warm now so you might not want to wait long. So I think your set."
Sam nodded. "Sounds like it. Well, I guess go ahead and go, I'll be okay until you get back."
"I won't be long." Dean replied as he hopped off the bed.
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Dean hated to leave Sam but at least this trip would be a short one. His stomach kind of turned a bit at the thought of picking up live leeches but at least he didn't have to put them on himself. He winced in sympathy at the thought of what his brother was going to have to do.
Toughen up Winchester. Dean could hear his dad's voice in his head. He would have to toughen up if he was going to pull this off and save his brother. Sam was not going to be comfortable over the next few days but it would be worth it to get the evil out of his brother.
The shock belt was worrisome. It went against Dean's nature to hurt his brother but if they were going to do this right and go all the way it had to be done. At least the belt wouldn't have lasting effects.
The next few days would be hell on Sam and himself but Dean knew they were strong enough to handle it.
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Sam decided to take on the stupid enema first. The idea of using it cold was not appealing at the least and would probably cause cramping. As he finished up he felt a lot of sympathy for the elderly, many who probably had to use this torture device on a daily basis.
A shower was definitely in order before eating, he felt gross. Hopping out of his boxers and jumping under the warm spray, felt wonderful. Sam was careful not to make the shower to hot, not wanting to repeat the light headedness of the prior day.
A warm shower felt good even if he had to do it with the handcuffs on. After few minutes under the warmth of the spray, he reluctantly turned it off, not wanting to over do it. He still felt a little wobbly as he got out.
Sam silently cursed the fasting's toll on his body. He hadn't felt his weak in months, when he was living on alcohol and hate.
Looking around the bathroom, he realized that he'd forgotten to ask Dean to get him some clean underwear. Reluctantly he put the ones he'd been wearing back on, with a little struggle. He was definitely beginning to feel dizzy again.
Sam carefully made his way to the kitchen area and sat down heavily in the kitchen chair and eyed the bottle of holy water and crackers in front of him. He should be starving and his stomach did feel off but it was more of a nervous feeling than hungry.
Again it took him back to his days after losing Dean. No hunger, just a stomach that felt ill.
He was hesitant about eating the crackers before him, wondering if they would make him sick but he knew he needed to eat something. As he took his first bite, he heard a dreaded voice.
"Looking a bit pale there sweetheart."
"Shut up bitch, I'm not in the mood." Sam answered the witch back.
"I'm looking forward to today's performance. Shock belts and leeches, sounds wonderful!" Kira replied in a sing song voice.
Sam swallowed hard. The belt and leeches had been pushed to the back of his mind, not wanting to dwell on the dreadful things.
"Whatever, enjoy it for what it's worth because soon it will be over for you." Sam spat back.
"I beg to differ, soon it will be over for you. Enjoy your meal my love, it will be one of your last ones, too bad it's so bland." Kira began to laugh and then it faded out completely.
Sam let out a calming breath and picked up his cracker. It took all a lot of focus to put Kira and her threats out of his mind, but soon he was able to start eating again. It was important to keep up what little strength he had.
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Dean held the live creature container in one hand and the package containing the belt under his arm as he made his way back to Sam inside the warehouse.
He tried not to think too hard about the creatures contained inside the box, the idea of dealing with the disgusting creatures squicked him out more than many of the monsters he had hunted in the past.
The thought of putting them on his brother was enough to make his stomach turn.
Taking a deep calming breath he slowly opened the door to the living quarters. He expected to find his brother curled around a book but instead Sam was once again asleep.
Dean tried not to worry about the implications that posed but a thought kept creeping into his head. If the enema and fasting were already taking a toll on his brother what would blood letting and electrical shock do?
Dean sat the items he was carrying on the kitchen counter and approached Sam's bed. He was relieved when Sam seemed to stir as he approached.
"You okay Sammy?" Dean tried to swallow the fear down. He had to be strong for Sam, but he could still feel the panic welling up.
A tired voice replied. "Fine Dean, I'm just tired. I keep telling you that's a normal side effect of what we're doing."
Sam slowly sat up in bed. His face was pale and there were dark circles under his eyes. So not good.
Dean thought to himself as he sat down on the side of the bed.
Dean felt tremors starting in his body for the fear he felt over Sam getting sick. His whole being feeling out of control.
Sam's voice finally pierced his worry. "Dean get a grip. I'm fine. In fact, I've been doing some research while you were gone. Here."
Papers with notes on them were shoved into his hands. The top of the first page was labeled – Side Effects of Fasting.
Dean began to read the list that Sam had created along with notes on how a body could handle short term fasting. As he read he felt his body calm down.
"Wow Sam, here I thought you slept the afternoon away. You've been busy."
Sam sighed. "Yeah, well it never hurts to be prepared. You and I want the same thing Dean. I know it's hard to believe that at times because I have changed. While you were gone..."
Sam went quiet and Dean could tell that going over the period they spent apart was too much for his physically exhausted brother to handle at the moment.
"I really want to believe that Sam. This will work out I promise." Dean gave him a reassuring smile that Sam tried to return.
Sam cleared his throat and looked over at the kitchen counter. "So both packages made it?"
Dean nodded and winced. "It was hard to load the one package in my baby. What if they got out?"
Sam grinned. "Yeah, that's not a pleasant thought. In fact let's make it a point to keep up with them at all times, okay?"
"No argument there. So..."
Dean knew they needed to start the next phase soon but didn't want to push Sam.
Sam swallowed hard. "So, uh let's just get this over with."
"I think getting down to business is a good idea but ... which one do we start with? Do you have a preference?"
Sam chuckled nervously. "Neither? But uh seriously the shock belt maybe?"
Dean nodded reluctantly. "Okay, so take me through how we do this?"
Sam huffed. "Get it out of the box and please read the instructions."
Dean pushed his brother. "Duh, I know that, I meant after I do that stuff."
"Wet it with holy water, let it dry and then bless it." Sam replied softly.
"Fine, that's gonna take awhile. What about our visitors?" Dean nodded at the live creature box.
"You need to place them in holy water."
"Yeah, but is that all, do we need to give them something to keep them alive?" Dean felt the goosebumps on his skin at the thought of touching the leeches.
"I'm their meal so no that's all." Sam growled out.
It was then that Dean realized how tense his little brother was. "Hey Sammy how about we run you a warm bath and I bless that? You can relax in the holy water while I get this stuff ready."
Sam quirked an eye brow. "Could we take these off?"
The cuffs were thrust in Dean's face. "Yeah, sure Sam."
Making his brother comfortable before starting was the least Dean could do.
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Sam was trying to relax in the warm bath water but his mind kept going back to the fact that he was about to be shocked and then dinner for leeches. His body shivered at the thought.
On top of that worry, he knew that Kira was watching getting her rocks off as she viewed his suffering.
And then there was Dean. He was so worried that his big brother was going to get sick as this ridding Sam of evil was actually gonna make him weak. Dean's need to protect was amped up so much by the spell it made his brother irrational.
Sam just hoped his 'research' helped his brother deal. In reality, Sam hadn't researched much and had exaggerated what he found so that Dean wouldn't worry. Sam wasn't stupid he knew that by the end of the week, he would be a physical mess.
He just hoped that he would be strong enough to keep himself and Dean safe from Kira until help arrived. If it arrived.
Sam don't think that way, you have to stay positive.
His pep talk to himself was interrupted as Dean knocked quietly on the door.
"Sammy are your ready?" Dean's voice was hesitant and Sam knew he had to be the strong one.
"Yeah Dean, just give me a minute to get dried off and dressed." Sam replied with as much confidence as he could muster.
He knew that his brother was weakened by the spell and he just hoped he was strong enough for the both of them to get through the next few hours.
TBC
A/N: Sorry I was a bit late in posting, I'm doing the single parent thing while my hubby is a way on business so that has slowed my life down a bit. A big thanks to BlueEyedDemonLiz for her beta on this, but all existing mistakes are mine! :0) More in a week! Thanks for reading and especially those who have reviewed!