Warning: This chapter contains violence, strong language, sexual assault and torture.

Chapter 21

Jess walked slowly out of the bathroom and found Sam sitting on the bed. She made her way to him and sat down beside him leaning into his side. He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her to him as his emotions ran rampant inside his head. He kissed the top of Jess's head before talking softly to her.

"Jess I'm so sorry for everything. I should never have gotten involved with you. I should have stayed far away from you and you wouldn't be going through this right now." he told her, pain and sorrow laced through his words.

"No Sam, stop it!" Jess blurred out pulling away from him so she could look into his eyes. "This is not your fault. I don't blame you for any of it. What we have was meant to be, You'll never get to stop believing that."

"I've put you in danger, they may kill you and right now I have no way of getting us out of here." he said hoarsely, worry and concern filling his eyes.

"Doesn't matter about me, as long as you get away and protect our daughter. I'd die a hundred times over for you, I'm not afraid." she said cupping his cheek in her hand. "I love you more than life itself." she whispered to him as a single tear escaped one eye and made its way down her face.

Sam used a finger to wipe away the wetness from her cheek and brought his forehead down to her forehead. He fought back his own tears as he let his lips brush across her trembling ones for a brief moment before kissing her deeply.

Jess pulled away first and looked into his worried eyes.

"Sam, you have to promise me, no matter what, you protect our daughter. I don't care what they do to me, but they can not get her. I would rather die than Deanna be hurt." Jess said earnestly.

"She's safe; my brother would of come for her. He'll protect her with his life, I know he will." he assured her.

"Good. Ok, what do we know? Why did they kidnap us?" she asked trying to sound logical and help him sort this out.

"Brady or the demon in him told me, his boss wants me to use my powers. He wants me to pull demons out of people."

"Your powers? Do you have powers? But why? I would think they'd want to possess more human's."

"Doesn't make sense I know. I never knew anything about these powers until now. He's not hinted anything else to me. Maybe I can get him to tell me more the next time he's here."

"We need to gather all the information we can, but you have to promise me, no matter what you save yourself and protect our daughter."

Before Sam could answer, both quickly looked toward the door when it opened and the same two demons walked into the room. Sam pushed Jess behind him, shielding her from them.

"Promise me." she whispered to him urgently.

"You're coming with us." one demanded grabbing Sam up and pulling him toward the door.

"No!" Jess cried trying to get between them only to be backhanded back onto the bed.

"Jess! No! Leave her alone, I'll go, I'll go." Sam screamed struggling in their grasp.

"I'm ok." Jess cried. "Be strong." she called to him as the demons pulled him on out the door and locked it behind them.

"I promise." he called to her before the door shut locking her away from him.

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Sam woke with a start when the door was opened and a demon brought a tray of breakfast food in to him. He picked up the other one and left without a word, which was fine with San. He picked up a large coffee and took a sip, grimacing with the bitter taste. Looking around on the tray, he found a packet of sugar and added it to the coffee. There were two breakfast sandwiches and a banana so he decided it must be morning, what day, he had no idea. He sat back against the wall and ate, sipping the coffee in between bites while he started trying to devise a plan to get them out. He needed to find something to pick the lock on the cuffs holding him, but so far the demons had been careful with what he was brought. The cuffs moved on his wrists, rubbing the rawness under them making them sting. They were on too tight to move them up or down, so he gritted his teeth and suffered hoping Jess was ok. Even if he hated it, in order to keep her safe, Sam was going to have to cooperate until he got free. He knew she was being used as leverage against him. He stiffened and climbed to his feet when two demons stepped into the room and then Brady.

"Well, how are you feeling today? Ready to do some demon expunging are we?" Brady asked clapping his hands together. "Now, do we have to force you or will you drink this?" he asked nodding to the cup in one of the demon's hands.

Taking a deep breath, Sam accepted the cup and gulped down the thick, coppery tasting blood as quickly as he could. He gagged and choked trying to keep his stomach from rebelling and puking it back up. Sam tried not the think about what it was as he squared his shoulders and gave Brady a deathly stare. He swore to himself that when he was free, Brady was going to die slow and very painfully.

"Answer one question for me." Sam said boldly knowing he needed to gather as much Intel as he could.

"Alright, I'm game." Brady sneered. "What is it?"

"Why do you want me to do this? I thought your kind's thing was possessing humans and reining chaos and destruction."

"Well you might as well know, since you're such an important cog in the plan. There's a power struggle going on in Hell and we want a secret weapon, which is you Sammy boy. You see, when you learn to pull demons, you can take out the competition for us without us losing a demon. When you accept who you are and let the darkness in you out, you'll see things in a whole new light. Oh the power you will have, it'll be awesome! You'll be standing on the right hand side of the boss with me and we'll rule Hell with him. Once we have control, we will move on to bigger things." he bragged.

"Why would I want to do that? I'm not a monster, I'd never join with you."

"Well, you wouldn't want me to release Mel there on Jess, now would you? You see, we didn't actually possess him, he asked for it. He is a psychopath and just loves, young, cute blondes." Brady explained. "The demon possessing him let's him free when we need him or he needs to gets his hands bloody. They make a good team. Now enough with the third degree bring him in." Brady ordered, smirking at Sam because he knew he had won this round. He stepped back as the same lower level demon was brought back into the room. He was in chains and was thrown to the floor at Sam's feet.

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As soon as he swallowed the blood, Sam could feel a change coming over him. It seemed he could feel it coursing through his veins giving him strength and power. All of Sam's senses were heightened beyond anything he had ever experienced. Sam looked down at the demon and his nostrils flared when he smelled the blood leaking from the demon's split lip. It was like the tiny particles filled the air around him with a coppery, sweet aroma that had him licking his lips. He stared at the man and realized he could sense the soul of the demon inside the human body. He could see the dark, withering soul as it possessed the man and could see that the human soul was gone; the demon had destroyed it. This made Sam's rage flare that the demon had killed an innocent man besides possessing him.

"Ok, let's see what you can do today." Brady told him, standing back and waiting.

With his gaze on the demon, Sam concentrated on the very essence of it trying to capture it and pull. He strained and gritted his teeth as sweat began to drip down his face and a wetness dripped from his nose. A dull, throbbing started in the back of his head the harder he focused trying keep his hold on the black soul. He didn't hear the demon moan in pain or see the black smoke start coming from his mouth as suddenly the world tilted and darkness claimed him.

"Looks like we need more blood." Brady said turning on his heels and leaving, leaving Sam unconscious on the cold floor.

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An agonizing, painful headache greeted Sam as he started coming to. He moaned and squeezed his eyes shut against the light as he dug his knuckles into his temples. His head felt like it was going to explode if he moved and he decided to just lay there pressing his cheek into the cold floor thinking that felt good. He tried to keep his breathing even as his head pounded with each beat of his heart. He had never experienced pain as intense as he lay there turning his mind inward putting his focus on Jess and trying to sense her. He sighed madly when the pain kept him from finding her. He gave up and fell into a fitful doze.

A sharp pinching on his arm made him stir and he realized someone had started an IV in his arm. He tried to pull away but found he couldn't move his body. It was like he was partly paralyzed and figured he had been given some type of drug. Sam followed the line from his arm up to the bag hanging above him and saw red. It was blood that he was being given, he was sure of it. The drug began to work and his eyes fluttered back shut not hearing or seeing the demon that had started the IV turn the flow on max and leave.

The world around Sam spun out of control as he tried to pull himself back, but kept loosing his grip with reality. His body jerked and twitched in its drugged state. It felt like he was spinning out of control with no way of stopping. He choked back the bile that was rising in his throat as it seemed like his body was on fire. Every nerve ending was singing with sensitivity so bad it hurt just to lay there and his clothes felt like lead weight on him. Sam's temperature spiked and his blood pressure went through the roof as his heart pounded so hard he thought it would explode. Sam completely shut down pulling the last vestiges of himself into a small corner and shielding it from everything else.

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Consciousness came back slowly to Sam as he shivered from lying on the cold floor for so long. He turned his head and saw there was no IV in his arm and several bottles of water were sitting beside him. His tongue stuck to the roof of his mouth as he pawed at a bottle and worked on getting it open so he could guzzle the water, letting it run down his dry throat. He choked and wheezed trying to sit all the way up so he could clear his throat. Knowing better, he sipped the water slowly this time, relishing the wetness. He finished one bottle and started on another as he tried to replenish his fluids. He didn't try to move from the floor for fear of throwing up what he had drunk. He felt lightheaded and disoriented but at the same time he felt energized and vitalized. Sam closed his eyes and let his head clear before trying to sit up again. After scooting back so he could lean against the wall, he started going over what he had learned from Brady. There had to be some way he could use this information to his advantage.

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"So how ya feeling now that ya been juiced Sammy boy?" Brady questioned as he strolled into the room. "You're gonna have to show some progress now or things are going to get bad for poor little Jess. Azazel is impatient. He wants to know he will have the upper hand when all hell breaks loose. Pardon the pun." he laughed. "I have some appointments to get to, so Mel's gonna run the sessions for a couple of days, you better show some improvement if I was you." he suggested. "There are others we can fall back to, but Azazel...Man he likes you... You're his favorite thought I'm not sure why. I always thought you were too soft."

Sam just glared at Brady as he strolled back out and saw Mel standing in the hall waiting on him. He spoke to the demon who turned and smiled evilly at Sam before shutting the door on him. A cold chill ran down Sam's back when he realized they were in deep, deep trouble if they were being left alone with this psychopathic killer and demon. He had a very bad feeling about this next session and looked around the room again for anything that might be used as a weapon but there was nothing. He got up and walked around loosening his body up and preparing himself for battle. If he was going to die today, he was going to go down fighting for Jess.

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The wait wasn't long before the door to his room was thrown opening bouncing off the wall and a demon propelled him back against the wall where he replaced the iron cuffs so he was chained and could only move like ten feet out into the room. He jerked away from the demon with a growl when Mel walked in dragging Jess forcefully with him. Sam could see the fear in her eyes and she tried to free her arm from his iron grip. She tried to hide her fear and fought hard but it didn't help.

"It's just you and me today you little shit and I wanna see what you can do. I don't think the boss has the right special kid, I think you're weak and useless, but I gotta show him this so we can move on. I thought you might have more incentive if you saw what is happening to your bitch here." Mel sneered at him as he slapped Jess across the face splitting her lip. He laughed haughtily before grabbing her little finger and bending it until it broke with a pop. Screams of pain erupted from Jess's lips as she tried to pull her hand away from this monster. He shoved her away and into the floor looking back up at Sam's furious face.

"You leave her alone you sonovabitch!" Sam growled out as his temper began to build. He clenched his hands into fists and jerked his chains to their limit wanting to rip this guy apart. Mel gave Jess a kick to the stomach and laughed as she cried in pain. "Stop it you bastard." he hissed.

"So you got your head in the game now or do you need a little more encouragement?" Mel asked as he motioned for the same low level demon to be brought in and tossed into the center of the room. "So have at it."

Sam looked down at the demon and back at Mel before he trained his sight on the demon again. He could see the soul of the demon clearer now and drew in a deep breath as he started to pull on the soul. The demon gagged and choked as he fought to keep his hold on his meat suit. A sharp pain pierced Sam's head and he grabbed at his temple as his hold weakened. He stumbled back and wiped a smear of blood from under his nose trying to control the pain.

"Not doing too good there are you Sammy? Let's see if I can move this alone." he commented jerking Jess up and pushing her against the brick wall and holding her there. "You know I think I'll let Mel have a little fun, he is so good at this."

Sam watched in horror as the demon released his hold on Mel and he came forward.

"About time you let me have some fun." he said in a rough, coarse voice. He ran a large hand down Jess's face to her throat and on down to her breast. "You're not a bad looking whore girlie." he said filling his hand with her breast and squeezing roughly making Jess cringe away from him and strike out.

"I'm going to enjoy killing you you black eyed piece of shit!" Sam cried feeling his anger beginning to build again.

Mel kept one hand around Jess's neck as he jerked on her shirt, ripping it open revealing her naked body. He drew closer and licked her cheek as he ran a hand over her breast, down her stomach and around to her back. Jess fought him and kicked at him but couldn't get out of his hold. She tried to scream but was only able to squeak out cries of protest. He grabbed her bottom and jerked her body to his grinding madly into it.

"You know you want this don't you bitch? He will never able to please you like I can." he said to Jess as she at first pushed away from him crying out in fright until it suddenly turned to perils of laughter as she threw her head back allowing Mel easier assess to her body.

Sam froze in shock as he watched Jess kiss the demon while casting a sly glance at him. She ran her hands down his body and across his crotch leering at him as she turned to Sam smiling widely. Jess ran her tongue seductively over her lips before pulling Mel's face down for one more passionate kiss.

"You know you may be right there Mel. I think you are so much more of man than he could ever be." she laughed haughtily as her eyes turned black. "And I'm going to let her stay awake the entire time so she can see what she's been missing." the demon possessing Jess said. "And we'll let you watch the whole dirty, nasty thing. I've seen what some of Mel's girls look like after he's had a little fun with them. I think you're going to find it quiet educational."

A/N: Things are not looking good right now for Sam and Jess. What is Sam going to do now? Dean and John can't help them, it's going to be up to him. Thank you to those who have taken the time to read my story, I hope you are enjoying it. Reviews are gladly welcome, please leave me one. NC