Chapter 26

Samantha had started to relax and let her guard down, Sam half sat, half lay on the bed with his hands cable tied to the cast iron bedframe. His feet were free, thank goodness for small mercies.

Dean was only attached to the other bed by one hand now. Not that it mattered. Sam sighed and watched his brothers breathing.

Damn, Sam hoped Dean was just asleep, not spiralling the drain again.

When his brother had stopped fighting Samantha and had become a willing participant, it had been the hardest thing Sam had ever had to witness, not because his brother was making out with someone only feet away and it was a million kinds of wrong to witness your freaking brother doing that.

But because he'd witnessed Dean break. And he, Sam, had asked him to do it, he'd thrown his big brother to a monster that wanted to rip his soul out, with the instructions to give the bitch a good time.

Dean would have never done that to him.

Never.

Samantha walked back into the room and sat down on the bed next to his brother, stroking his hair like he was a pet, again. "He really is beautiful" she mused looking up at Sam "I guess you both are."

Sam wasn't sure what to say, so he stuck with agreeing with her "Yeah, he is" Sam cleared his throat uncertainly "is he asleep... or?"

"Asleep" she confirmed tracing one finger down Deans cheek "I'm old you know, you humans, I've watched your kind since they were little more than animals, we can leave the water for a short time without" she waved her hand implying her current state "I've had plenty of your kind over the years for sustenance and because I was bored, the way you squirm and cry out is amusing... but... this form is different... or maybe he is..." Sam suddenly wondered if his blood was having the same effect on the mermaid as it had on Crowley during the demon trials.

"Do you usually drink blood?" He asked, wanting to know.

At the mention of blood, Samantha licked her lips and looked at him "when we consume humans we usually consume them all, but... if I did that with you... it would be over" she slid off Deans bed and approached Sam, crawled onto his lap and rested her cheek against his chest, kissing the still weeping wound there almost gently. The contact made Sam's breath catch, his heart race and his skin tingle. Samantha cut one of his hands free and Sam found himself stroking her long blonde hair idly while she licked at his skin.

Samantha looked up into his eyes "Touching and being touched feels good" she mused "when your brother touches me, I make the sounds ... like you do."

Sam cleared his throat unsteadily "I'm led to believe my brother is quite good at... uhmm giving pleasure" this was just too bizarre, the mermaid was a sexual predator in every sense of the word, but she was almost innocent.

Right now, relaxed, snuggled against his chest and strung out on his blood the woman seemed harmless and vulnerable.

Eyeing his brothers sleeping form he remembered the accusation of Stockholm syndrome, even with the aquamarine, he wasn't sure how straight his thinking was right now.

Sam had a plan and he needed to move it along.

"Where are the weapons? You shouldn't leave them lying around where people can see them, if people see them, it could cause trouble."

Samantha waved her hand at the other room languidly "They're out of sight, under the sink."

"Oh good" Sam kissed her forehead "that's my girl"

...

"Dean, Dean wake up!"

The day was fading towards sunset, Sam looked anxiously over at his brother. Dean was awake but he just lay there blinking slowly.

"Dean! Dean, come on man, snap out of it!"

"S'mmy?

"Yeah, you need to try and get your head straight Dean."

"L' me 'lone S'mmy. Don' wanna" his brothers reply was sulky and weak.

Samantha was back, Dean looked up at her with a stunning smile, his green eyes brightening. The mermaid smiled back running her hand over him possessively.

"Samantha!" Sam's tone held warning.

"What?!" She snapped back, looking annoyed.

"If you want to keep him, you have to stop. Whatever it is you plan to do with him tonight, he's not going to be in any shape for it."

The look the mermaid shot Sam was full of daggers, she was a spoilt child with a new toy. There was nothing harmless or vulnerable about the snarl she let out, as she crouched over Dean.

Speaking past the alarm of certain death, Sam continued "Look at him, please, he needs a break... you both do. I want you to succeed, if you could, could just leave enough of him behind, so he's still my brother... my souls a wreck, you said it yourself... but I'm alive and maybe he can be too, anything is better than nothing. I need him! Please, please give him a chance " he was openly begging now, words running out in desperation.

Samantha strode across to him in fury, Sam flinched but she simply used her pliers to cut his other hand free.

"You have an hour."

"He could really do with something with a bucket load of sugar and caffeine and more food."

She returned with a can of energy drink and of all things ...pie.

"Pie?" Sam's mouth quirked and he looked at her in wide eyed surprise.

"He said he wanted it"

Sam's frown deepened "You discussed his desert preferences?"

"While he was being...difficult, he said he wanted pie more than me."

Sam couldn't help laughing "Well don't take it too hard, Dean does really love pie."

...

Sam got all of the energy drink down his brother, but only a small amount of the pie, Deans eyes barely left Samantha.

"It's time" the words sent panic through Sam.

"At least let me say goodbye."

Samantha nodded.

Gripping his brothers face in both his hands Sam stared into his brother's eyes.

"Dean, I know you're in there and you're so, so not going to like this."

"But it's all I can give you" Sam swallowed "you need this, if you're going to survive, I need you to come back" Sam bit his lip still searching his brother's eyes "All I can say is, please don't swallow"

Holding his brother as tightly as he could Sam leaned forward and kissed his brother deeply, thrusting his tongue into his brothers mouth and felt the small piece of hardness click against Deans teeth.