AN: Okay I know for sure how many chapters I have left. I have four more chapter to go after this. So I'm just preparing you. Enjoy.

Chapter 26: Getting To Know You

Sam was down, laying on the ground when Dean managed to get up from his impact with the tree. Dean called out to him and he didn't responsed. Dean was now kneeling next to Sam holding him in his arm. He carefully checked his pulse and there wasn't one. He jerked his hands away from Sam and Sam fell limp on the ground again. "S..Sam," Dean studdered. Not believing his brother is dead he placed his ear to his brother heart. No beat, no breathing, nothing. Dean's eyes begin to sting when he begin compression. "Sam come on buddy, wake up for me," he said and then breathed the breath into Sam. "Sam, Sammy come on, please. I need you to breathe do something please." Dean completed five compression and still Sam wasn't showing any signs of life.

"Sam come on," he grabbed on to Sam shirt. "Come on, Sam. I need you here buddy, I need you...I need you." Dean lowered his head on to Sam stomach and begiin to sob. "I need you to wake up." Dean kept crying on his dead brother until he heard a noise coming from the woods. He looked up and it was his dad. "Dad."

"What was you doing boy," he said furiously.

"Dad, I..."

"I gave you one simple order and you screwed it up. I told you to protect him and you get him killed."

"No dad, it wasn't my fault I...the demon..."

"One thing DEAN," John screamed the last part.

"I'm sorry dad," Dean said looking down at his brother. "I should of tried harder. I let you down...I let Sammy down."

"You're no son of mine. For all I know I have no sons."

"Dad please, I..." Dean stopped himself when he saw his dad pulling out a knife. He slowly got up from the ground and stared anxiously at the knife. "Dad..."

"I have no sons," he said moving closer. "Dean you killed your brother and now you must pay for your mistake boy. You must die."

Dean was backing up from his father until he was stopped by a tree. He knew he could fight but his father. Maybe he deserved to die? Maybe I should let my dad kill me for getting my brother killed. Dean fell to his knees and waited patiently for his dad to get it over with.

"You killed your brother, Dean you let your weakness get the best of you. You should have left Sam back at school but no you dragged him along."

"I didn't want...I didn't want to be alone," Dean said almost in a whisper.

"What?"

"After you left, I didn't know what to do. So I went to Sam in hopes that maybe we could find you and..."

"Are you saying that you didn't like being alone," he laughed. "Fear in a weakness Dean and I devour weakness."

Dean looked up at his dad with confusion written on his face. "W..What." John smiled and raised the knife up to stab Dean but Dean stood up and tackled his dad to the ground. He begin to punch and yell at him. "Your not my dad. You son of a bitch." John went limp after Dean's last punch. He was exhausted and he laid down on the ground. Suddenly John stood up and launched at Dean with the knife. Dean struggled to keep the knife away from him but John just pushed down even further.

"Nooo," Dean yelled. "Nooo..."

"Nooo," Dean was mumbling in his sleep.

"What are you doing to him," Sam asked angerly to Bob, who had his eyes closed.

Sam and Dean was tied down to two chairs, both had their backs to each other. They were in a cabin and only a fire in the fireplace was the only light in the cabin. Dean went silent and Bob open up his eyes. He smiled at the worried Sam, who now was trying to see if his brother was okay.

"Your brother is a fighter, but a weak one when it comes to his own fears," he said eyeing Dean. Sam shuffled in the chair to get lose.

"What do you want with us anyway, you already have eleven people now, probably twelve. Why go through all this trouble to kidnap us?"

Bob smiled at Sam and walked over to a trash bag holding something in it. He squat down next to it and broke a hole in it. "You mean this tweleth person," Bob said sitting up a mannequin. "Meet George, Sam," he laughed. Sam rolled his eyes. "I don't have twelve yet nor do I have my number eleven either."

Sam frowned, "But we counted, you took eleven people already. We saw you ..."

"You saw what I wanted you to see. Of coarse eleven people were taken but one of them was a familiar."

"A familiar?"

"My victims. After I take their souls, I can take their forms. You see, souls aren't just the essences of human life it is their everything, their structure, their energy. Take that away and they are nothing but shrivel up prunes. Taking their souls, I could take their form, known familiar to the outside world. I can change into anyone I want."

"What about Bob, what is he to you? You use his form a lot, why?"

"He is my skin, my first and my ticket into the free world. People trust the old types. They assume he's harmless."

Dean started to stir behind Sam. Sam again tried to look back to see if Dean was okay but still couldn't see him.

"Dean," Sam said with his head turned to the side.

"Sam,' Dean said shaking his head.

"Nice to see you awake boy," Bob said moving away from the mannequin.

Dean looked up at Bob at what he said. "You sick bastard," Dean said glaring at Bob. Bob just laughed. Dean looked around and his head started to hurt once he moved it. He closed his eyes at the pain. He felt movement behind him and opened them "Sam, Sam is that you?"

"Yeah, Dean it's me."

"Are you okay, did he hurt you?"

"No Dean, I'm fine. You?"

"I'm good."

"No, I wouldn't hurt Sam, Dean," he said walking up to Dean. "We were just having a little conversation. About what I am and why you're here." Dean frowned.

"Dean he only have ten people. He brought us here so he can finish his deed with us," Sam said behind him. Dean returned his glance from Sam to Bob. He was standing in front of him smiling.

"Why us? You could have anyone you want but you choose us, why," Dean asked.

"Because I love the taste they give me when I take their fear. So sweet, so powerful, so short. But with you, Sam and Dean, it's different. Your fear is powerful. You don't know how powerful it is with you two. You tried to push it away or aside to hid it but you can't. It's always there, deep inside. You don't know how long it's been to find such fear."

"Like Micheal Welch. The one who got away. He fought back didn't he. He..."

"He was lucky."

"He faced his fear that's what," Sam said with his back turned from them. "What make you think we can't do the same."

"Because you are different that's why. And we both...well we all know that you still have some fears you haven't faced yet. Those of yourselves, your brother, and your father. Sam here," he pointed with his chin. "Has fear that is powerful beyond belief. Mostly due to his new powers. " He walked over to Sam until he was in front of him. Dean squirm in his chair. "You see, Sam fears is of his power then it is of his family. Don't get me wrong, he care for you guys but his power overpower every fear he ever have."

"Screw you," Sam said trying to twist out of the ropes.

"Your brother here have issues," Bob said moving back in front of Dean. " I could easy draw out his fears even though he try to hid it behind his brave man exterior," he said looking over Dean. Dean flinched at the man looking him over. "Your weakness is so obvious to spot with people like you. One look at you and BAM, I know instantly what it is. One of them is your family, like Sammy boy here and the other is every men weakness, women. I even attempt to use your weakness against you, but I didn't want you then."

"What," Dean said looking at Bob with questioning eyes.

Bob stood back from Dean and his eyes glow red. Within second he was changed in a woman. Not just any woman but the woman from the bar. The bar where Dean went to after Sam and him argued. "I could have had you then, but you was too distracted. But you couldn't stop a girl from trying."

Dean looked her over with dismay and swallowed hard. She moved up close to him and lean in close until she only inches away from him. "What do you say Dean, want to give it a try." She took this time to lean in further and kissed Dean. Dean struggled to get free but she grip her hands around his head to keep him from pulling away. Sam tried to see what was going but couldn't. All he know that it wasn't good due to Dean thrashing. "Dean, Dean."

The woman broke the kiss apart but Dean was still moving violently. She was taking his soul.