The water rose almost to his chest as the rains fell and the flood ways opened early to let the extra water pass. Sam forced his bound hands around the bars at his back and pulled himself up as much as he could. The cross bar on the grate keep him from being able to sit up fully as well as the fact that his knees were pulled up behind his back and bound to his wrist. Who ever thought of hogtying should be hunted down raised from the dead and then send back to hell, the young boy thought. "Dean!!! Help me!" he screamed know that his brother could not help him this time. But he could not stop himself from calling out to him. He had always been there when Sam needed him. Dean had been the one that patched him up when he got hurt and made the hurt go away like when Sally Jenkins broke his heart in sixth grade or when John Miller knocked out his front tooth over lunch money. It was Dean who took care of him and made him feel safe. Their Dad was the one who keep the both safe. But in Sam's mind John was the one who protected Dean and Dean took care of everyone, including John.

Sam felt glass and other items in the dirty waterway cutting his bare skin and he was starting to shake with the cold. "Please hurry guys. I don't want to die." The young boys cried as he began to give up hope that he would ever see his family again.

Across town at the motel 6.

John braced himself on his back foot when he hears his son yell, "WIRE DAD NO THERE IS A TRIP WIRE. DON'T KICK THE DAMN DOOR PLEASE."

Throwing his weight to the side at the last second John's foot landed on the side of the wall instead of on the door. The jarring impact sent shock waves to his knee, hip and groin causing John to curse up a blue streak.

"Dean Son can you hear me. What kind of trap is it? Does it point toward me or you son?"

John worried that the trap was to kill his son and that thought had the older hunter almost on his knees. He listened for Dean to reply.

"It's a shotgun and it is pointed at the door Dad. When you open the door it will go off and hit you point blank and it is filled with double 00 buckshot. Try the window or something dad. Just leave the damn door alone. Hurry Dad the water is getting higher on Sam. Please dad!"

"Son? You can see Sammy. Is he alright? Where is he?"

John moved to the window and looked inside and saw his son bound to the head board of the bed in the far side of the room he look at the window sill and did not notice any trip wires as he slides the tip of his hunting knife in the sill to undo the lock. Once it is the lock is popped he opens the window and waits to see if anything is going to happen. When nothing does he lifts himself in and then as his foot hits the floor he hears a soft snapping sound and jerks his head down and to the left where the sound was from. The knife tip comes to a stop in his cheekbone just below his right eye. John falls to the floor grabbing at the blade. He pulls it out of his cheek as he feels the blood pour from the long cut that angels up from just to the side of his nose a good three inches till it ends in a deep stab to his cheek. The bastard was trying to kill me! John thinks.

Dean sees his dad go down and then see the knife. "DAD"

"I'm fine Dean let's get you out of here. Then we can get Sammy after that I vote we kill this fucker or better yet let's find a Wendigo and let him do the dirty work. Then we can kill the Wendigo. Sound good to you?"

John tried to keep talking as he sees the condition his son is me. "Dean tell me where you are hurt son. I can see the stab wound and other cuts but what else did that fuck do while he had you."

"Dean looked at his dad and tried to not look back at the screen which showed Sammy fall into the water once again as he lost his balance on his knees. "My shoulders are out and my Hip maybe I'm not sure. But there is still a knife in my back from just before he left here. Hurry and get me off this bed Dad. The address for Sam is over there on the TV and by the looks of the screen we do not have much time. Just untie me and then leave me I will wait here for you. Please Dad go get Sammy Hurry!!!"

John cut the ropes that held his son to the head board then as quickly as he could he made the knife as sable as he could. Pulling out his cell phone he called Bobby. "I need you to come to the motel 6 and get Dean the hell out of here. He is too hurt to go with me to get Sammy and the Bastard has a TV with Sam on it playing for dean and me. The water is already pouring in on him Bobby. I have to go! But I need to know that Dean is going to be alright. How long will it take you to get here? It took me about 10 min?"

Pausing to listen to bobby John turned to get the address for Sam.

"You what???? She had a WHAT???? Bobby are you shitting me??? Fine! Bobby this is my baby we're talking about. …..Yeah alright I will stay here. You get your ass to my boy NOW singer. Yeah the address here is 2378 Elm Street. What that's where you are. Give that girl a kiss from me when you find Sam."

Hanging up the phone John moved Dean so that he was laying flat on his stomach so that John could take the knife out of his back without hurting him more.

"Son Bobby is at the place that Sammy is being held or at least the address that Kyle left here. It seems that when that little girl Kisha was sleeping she had a vision or some such shit about where Sam is. You know Bobby he thinks that kinda shit is fine and safe and all. So he high tailed it with the little gal. He was just getting there when I called him. If that is the place Sam is he should be getting there soon."

John felt Dean tense under his hands as the image of his brother was lost below the water that was now over his head even when he was on his knees. "DAD LOOK SAM JUST WHEN UNDER!!!SAVE HIM!!" John lifted Dean and turned him so that he could not see the screen. Bob had not entered the screen yet and John did not want Dean to watch as his little brother drown. John saw the little face of his son break the surface one last time before it was covered with water and all he could see was the soft brown curls float on top of the water.

Sorry for the cliffhanger again guys. The cut to john is to match the scar that I find OH so sexy on JDM that you get a good look at in Salvation and Devil's trap. That man is just too cool and once I saw the scar I wondered how he got it. So all I could think of was by trying to saving one of his boys from something is how he got it. If any of you want to write something maybe a drabble about that scar I would love to read them. Well Hope you all still love this. I love writing it. We are almost done.