Chapter 37

"If you're all through watching the show, want to help me up?" asked Jack.

"Hey," said Tony going over to his friend. He helped Jack to stand and he went to Dean and felt his head. He was still hot but not like yesterday. He injected him with some more antibiotics and changed the dressings to the gunshot wounds and told him to get some rest.

"Come here Sam," said Jack. Sam walked over. "I'm going to have to touch you ok? I need to check you out." Sam nodded.

"Sit down," he said. Sam sat in the chair in front of Jack. He got out his penlight and Sam just about freaked out all over again.

"Easy Sam. I need to shine this in your eyes for just a minute. I need to check your pupils."

"NO," said Sam starting to get up. John gently pushed him back down in the chair. "Let him check you out Sam," he said not understanding why he was so jumpy about a little light. Sam felt like he was being held down and began to fight. Jack did understand and stopped. Sam began fighting more.

"Sam!" said John. "Stop!"

"Ok Sam," said Jack. "I won't do this right now." He put the penlight away. Sam stopped struggling as Jack checked everything else. He seemed fine, physically, mentally was another story. He was still a nervous wreck and on the verge of a breakdown.

"I'm going to have to look in your eyes soon, though, Ok?" said Jack and Sam nodded. Jack looked up at John who was confused about why he was so jumpy.

"You remember the eyepiece Bryan got off me?" he asked John.

"Yeah," answered John.

"Sam had a whole hood on his head with the eyepiece attached. It held his head in place and forced his eyes to remain open. Lothos shot lasar lights into his eyes continuously, for I don't know how long, three separate times at least. He brainwashed him into believing that Dean was his enemy and Lothos was Dean. That's why he's afraid of me shining a light in his eyes." said Jack. Rage filled John all over again.

"What the hell did he do to you Sam?" asked John, but he didn't answer. He just got up and went to the door.

"Sam!" said Dean.

"Where are you going?" asked John. Sam looked at his father and his brother.

"Just outside," he said. "I need some time."

"No," said John. "Not by yourself."

"Dad, I'm not going to leave the parking lot," said Sam.

"No way," said Dean about to get up again. John pushed his son right back down.

"Rest Dean," said John.

"Dad I know him. If you let him out of here by himself, he's going to leave," said Dean. John looked at his youngest son. He hardly recognized him. Sam was so scared, frustrated and angry, all rolled up into one. He knew Dean was right. If Sam went out there by himself, he'd leave. As scared as he was right now, he'd leave and sacrifice himself for him and Dean.

"I'll go with you," said John walking over to the door.

"NO!" said Sam a little to quickly and to loudly and then John knew for sure.

"Forget it Sam!" said John and slammed the door closed.

"Dad!" he said.

"No. Dean's right isn't he. You're going to try to run away and hope Alanya follows you and leaves us alone, right?" said John.

"I just want to be alone. I'll be back." He reached for the door knob and John placed his hand over his son's. Sam jerked back like he'd been slapped. John shook his head. "My God Sammy," he said. "I'm going to kill them for what they've done to you." John was so angry he couldn't see straight. How dare Lothos and Alanya mess with his children like this. He looked at his son. "You're not going out there by yourself Sam. I'm not going to let you leave!" said John.

"Dad!" said Sam again.

"Would everybody just calm down," said Tony. "I'll go outside with Sam."

"I don't want you to go with me! I want to be alone!" shouted Sam.

"Well tough," said Tony. "You either let me go out with you, or I'll use that move on you and tie your ass up." Sam looked at his friend. Tony raised his eyebrows and Sam knew he meant it. He couldn't help it. He had to laugh and rolled his eyes.

"You would to, wouldn't you," said Sam.

"In a damn heartbeat," replied Tony but grinned back.

"Ok, ok," said Sam. "I give up." The tension in the room lifted. Sam and Tony went outside. Bryan helped Jack to the bathroom to take his shower and John sat down by his oldest. Dean had fallen asleep and John watched out for him to make sure nobody messed with him, but something felt wrong to John. He suddenly got a bad headache and began to rub is temples and the back of his neck.

"Just tension," said John out loud. "That's all. Please God just let this be stress."

Sam walked over and leaned on the van grateful to be out for a few minutes, even if he did have to have a body guard. Tony shook his head and walked over to stand beside him.

"You ok," he asked Sam but he didn't answer.

"You would have done it wouldn't you?" asked Tony. Sam looked at him.

"You had planned on leaving didn't you?" Sam walked over and sat on the bench in the courtyard. Tony walked over.

"Do you think for one minute any one of us would have let you do that?" said Tony. "If Dean hadn't woke up and stopped you, me or Bryan or John would have. Even Jack, as hurt as he is right now would have stopped you Sam."

"I don't want anybody else hurt because of me," said Sam.

"You know Lothos is still controlling you don't you?" asked Tony. Sam jerked his head up to look at Tony and shook his head.

"I'm not talking about like that. He's not in your head anymore Sam, but he's got you convinced that this is all your fault. It's not you know. They want to destroy all of us Sam. If you were to leave it would not stop them from coming after us and killing us all. This is not just about you. Not anymore. Now they want us all." Tony reached out to touch Sam's shoulder but he jumped to his feet and moved away.

"He's not controlling me," said Sam.

"Isn't he?" asked Tony. Sam shook his head.

"John had to practically tackle you yesterday to give you a hug. He held on to you while you fought until you calmed down enough to let het him. Not even 2 hours ago you liked to have knocked Dean down because he touched you and I've tried twice since we've been out here and you keep walking away. You can't stand to be touched, even by people that care about you. Now you tell me that they don't still have control of you," said Tony. When Sam didn't respond he continued.

"You've been through hell Sam," said Tony.

"All of us have," replied Sam coming back over to sit by Tony. Tony didn't try to touch him.

"Yes, but not like you. He's messing with your head, still. This is not your fault."

"I'm scared," revealed Sam.

"Me to," said Tony. "It's going to be ok though. We'll get through this, Ok? Now let's go back inside."

"You go. I'll be in in a minute," said Sam.

"No!" said Tony firmly. "Come now."

"I'm not going to go anywhere," said Sam. "I promise."

"You're right about that," said Tony. "I'm not leaving you out here alone. You're dad and you're brother would have my head if I did that." Sam grinned.

"Please Tony. I'm not going to leave. I just need to be alone for a few minutes."

"Ok," said Tony.

"Thanks," said Sam.

"No problem. Will you shake my hand?" Sam frowned and took Tony's hand. Tony took out some cuffs. He cuffed Sam's hand to the bench.

"What the hell are you doing," asked Sam astonished. He began to pull at the cuffs.

"Leaving you alone, " said Tony grinning.

"Let me go," said Sam.

"Nope," said Tony.

"This is ridiculous," said Sam and tugged again. "I said I wasn't going to go anywhere!"

"I know what you told me, but I don't believe you. It's the only way I'll leave you alone Sam." Tony began to search him for anything he could use to pick the lock. He removed a pick and three paper clips from his pockets.

"Tony!" yelled Sam getting angry. "Let me go now!"

"No. It's the only way. I'm glad to see you're mad. I'll take that over scared any day. If you want to be alone, I'll leave you alone, but only if you stay cuffed to that benc" said Tony.

"Fine," said Sam and mumbled under his breathe.

"Call me when you're ready to come back in." Tony walked back into the motel room leaving Sam alone and chained to the bench. Immediately John jumped up.

"Where's Sam!" he asked worried.

"Outside," said Tony.

"He'll leave Tony. I know him," said Dean.

"No he won't," answered Tony.

"Yes he will," said Dean.

"I handcuffed him to the bench," replied Tony. Dean opened his mouth to say something and closed it again. John asked for him.

"You did what?"

"He wanted to be alone, so I cuffed him and told him to call me when he was ready to come in. He wasn't happy. You're youngest son is as stubborn as your oldest son."

John couldn't help it. His lips curved into a smile. "My youngest son is a whole lot more stubborn than my oldest son ever thought about being. He always has been. Sam in headstrong. Dean's just cocky."

"Thanks a lot," said Dean. "Tony, he's real good at picking locks."

"I know. I searched him," said Tony holding out his hand. Dean laughed.

"I am a cop you know," said Tony. Bryan and Jack just shook there head.