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The Cabin
Chapter fourteen
Across the lake
Half an hour later Dean woke up to something warm and sticky running into his eyes…blood. He tried to reach up and wipe the wetness away but he couldn't, his hands were tied behind his back. He shook his head slightly to try to stop the blood from dripping into his eyes and immediately regretted it when a sharp pain shot through his head. He squeezed his eyes shut and waited for the pain to subside. What the hell was going on he wondered? And then it all came back to him. The injured man….the voice telling him to drop his gun….the gun shot…. His eyes flew open and he looked into the smiling face of Joshua.
"We thought you were dead."
The bullet had grazed Dean's head, knocking him out but not killing him.
"Sorry to disappoint you." Dean winced in pain as he pulled himself up into a sitting position. It was then he noticed that his feet were tied also. He cursed himself for not having his knife cuff on, but this was suppose to be a relaxing vacation and he didn't think he'd need it.
"Well actually you didn't. It might be more fun now that you're alive."
Dean didn't like the sound of that. What were these men planning?
"What the hell do you want?"
"Your brother broke my nose…and he's going to pay for it."
A cold chill swept through Dean's body at the mention of his brother.
"You leave my brother alone." Dean said through clenched teeth.
"Or what?" Joshua knew there was nothing Dean could do. "You'll swear at me?" He said laughing.
"You touch my brother and I swear I'll kill everyone of you."
"The boy has a big mouth doesn't he?" Joshua glanced at Scott and Rodger before delivering a vicious punch to Dean's face. Dean's head snapped to the side but he didn't cry out as blood ran down from his split lip. He shook off the blow and looked up at Joshua.
"You're real tough with someone who can't fight back aren't you? Why don't you untie me and we'll see how tough you really are."
The look in Dean's eyes told Joshua that he wasn't a man to mess with, there was no way he was going to try to fight him in a fair fight.
Joshua pulled out the wallet he had taken from Dean and began flipping through it. Different credit cards with different names, plus different ID cards filled it.
"So who are you?" Joshua looked at the various ID cards. "You a cop, a reporter, and insurance investigator……Who are you?" He asked Dean who didn't answer him but only glared at him. "I'm really impressed he said as he thumbed through the cards. Too bad you're going to have to die, guess you won't be needing these anymore." He stuck the wallet in his pocket.
The cabin
Sam stood on the cabin's porch his eyes filled with tears of worry and frustration. Where was his brother? He desperately rubbed at his eyes praying he'd get more of his sight back, but all he could see was a dark blurry landscape.
"Dean!" He called out again. "Damn it Dean where are you?" He said softly to himself.
He never should have let Dean drag him out there. Now his brother was missing and maybe in trouble and there was nothing he could do. His worse nightmare had come true. He looked down at the gun that hung from his hand. If Dean was dead then maybe he should be too. It would take just a second to raise the gun and pull the trigger. But what if his brother wasn't dead? What if the gunshot was just some one shooting at a snake or cans? Maybe Dean just couldn't hear him, maybe he was fine. Yeah that's what it was….Dean just couldn't hear him…. He wasn't going to allow himself to think any other way.
TBC