Chapter 12
When the doctor came in to check on Sam again he asked him a question. "Can I see Dean?" Sam asked. The doctor looked down at him. He went over to the door and motioned for two of the men to come over.
"Bring Dean," he said
They nodded and went over to Dean's room. They unlocked the door and went in. Dean was just finishing up the first meal that he and Sam had eaten in days.
"Get up," they said.
"Why?" Dean asked suspiciously.
"Just do it! Don't make us angry, Dean. Get the hell up!" they said. Dean struggled to his feet.
"This way," they said, motioning for him to enter the basement. He shook his head as the men pulled him through the door. He saw the door to Sam's room open and became afraid. "MOVE IT!" the men said as they shoved him over to Sam's room. He went inside and saw his brother.
"Sam!" yelled Dean as relief flooded his very being.
"Dean!" yelled Sam back at his brother. He was also relieved. Dean limped over to where Sam was sitting. "Are you okay?" he asked.
"Yeah, what about you?" asked Sam.
"I'm okay. What the hell did they do to you?"
"They shot me twice. Once in the leg and once in the side." Sam grew quiet.
"We're going to get out of this, Sam," said Dean. "Don't give up."
"How?" asked Sam.
"That's enough!" said the doctor as the two men went over and grabbed Dean.
"Leave him alone!" said Sam as he started to get up only to be shoved back down again.
"Sit down, Sam," the doctor ordered.
"Don't touch him!" said Dean.
The doctor hit him in the face. "Shut up!" he said. "Both of you listen to me. Dean, the reason I decided to tell you that Sam was alive was because I got to thinking, that it would really be torture if not only we continue to do all kinds of neat little things to you, but we also do them to your brother while you watch! Now doesn't that sound like fun?" he asked.
"What!" yelled Dean. "No way! Leave him alone!"
"Are you giving me orders again, Dean?" asked the doctor, as he looked at the two men that were holding the older brother. Another man came into the room. "He needs another reminder ya'll." said the doctor.
"We thought you'd never ask," the three men said.
"Wait!" yelled Dean, but they didn't listen and as Sam watched in horror they started to beat Dean again!
"No!" yelled Sam as he struggled to his feet. "DEAN!"
Dean had fallen to the ground and was semiconscious as the three men stood over him. His nose and mouth were bleeding again. Sam struggled to reach his brother even though the pain in his leg and side were unbearable, but he was also pulled back and hit hard in the face. He fell back on the bed and his head hit the cement wall. He lay there dazed as they took Dean back over to his own room, and strapped him back down to the bed. They locked him in and pushed the bookshelves back in front of the door.
"Dean!" Sam yelled as they also strapped him back down to his bed.
"Oh, this is going to be fun," said the doctor. "Cody, I will have my revenge!" The doctor left Sam's room and locked the door. He pushed the bookshelves in front of the door and went back upstairs with the three men.
"Oh God, Dean!" thought Sam. He could not believe what just happened. He didn't know if Dean was okay or not, but he knew that if they didn't get away they would both die. Sam closed his eyes and tried to think but his head hurt from where they had hit him and his leg and side were killing him. Was Dean all right? How bad was he hurt? What next? All these thoughts kept swimming in Sam's mind. He had no idea what to expect next and he was scared.