Disclaimer: I still don't own Supernatural or its characters and am not making any money on this…I'm still just having fun!

Warning: This chapter will contain a short scene of nonconsensual sex (not too graphic though)…so if you are bothered by that kind of thing…you may want to skip this chapter.

Bait

Chapter 5 – Show Time

Sam woke with a start when he heard the heavy door opening. He blinked, trying to focus his good eye…he felt Sheila still sleeping beside him, her head on his lap. He couldn't believe he had fallen asleep. Shaking Sheila gently, Sam groaned as he stiffly rose to meet his attackers.

"Sam…what?" Shelia started to ask, but gasped as she saw the two vampires entering the room with a length of thick rope.

"Stay behind me Sheila" Sam said quietly as he positioned himself between the vampires and the frightened young girl.

"Come on big boy…Kate is ready to play!" One of the vampires advanced on Sam. "Hold out your hands in front of you."

Sam launched himself at the vampire, temporarily knocking him to the ground. He then kicked out at the other vampire, hitting him squarely in the chest. "Sheila…run!" yelled Sam as he continued to wrestle with the two vampires.

Sheila paused for a moment, but decided to follow Sam's order. She raced for the stairs and disappeared into the night. Sam smiled as he continued to battle with the two vampires, giving almost as good as he was getting. He made a break for the stairway, but was grabbed by one of the vampires from behind. The vampire had him in a choke hold and was squeezing until Sam saw black spots in front of his eyes.

He continued to struggle weakly, but felt the other one tying his hands with the rope. As the choke hold was released, Sam fell to his knees, trying to get air back into his starving lungs. "Well, at least Sheila got away" Sam thought as he felt the vampire tug him to his feet and lead him up the stairs.

Sam got his first good look at his surroundings as he came up out of the root cellar. He was definitely in the mountains and apparently on some kind of farm. He was being dragged towards the old barn. On the side of the barn, Sam could just make out a faded advertisement for Camel Cigarettes. The farm house stood on the other side of the yard. There was a corral that at one time must have held horses and he could see a large pasture beyond leading up to the forest that surrounded the property. Filing the information away in case he could somehow get hold of Dean again, Sam continued to stumble towards the barn.

As Sam entered the barn, he was greeted by his worst nightmare. He struggled again as he was dragged towards a chain that was hanging from the rafters. At the end of the chain was a large hook. He watched as Stephen lowered the chain from the rafter and helped to place Sam's bound hands over the hook. Sam groaned as he felt himself raised so that his feet barely touched the floor.

"I hope you had nice nap big boy, cause you're going to need it!" Stephen said with glee.

Sam just glared at the vampire, hoping that by keeping them distracted, Sheila would have more time to make her escape. "Bring it on…you guys are really big shots with a guy who is tied…why don't you untie me and then we'll see who is better!"

Sam groaned as Stephen landed a punch to his unprotected kidneys. "Is that all you can do? Why my grandma could punch harder!" Sam didn't know how much longer he could keep this up, his body was already bruised from the fight with the other two vampires. He wondered briefly why they hadn't said anything about Sheila…he risked a quick look at them and saw the fear in their eyes…they were afraid of Stephen!

"Boys…boys…simmer down, we need him to last a while tonight. It wouldn't do if he passed out before the main event!" Kate sneered as she walked over to stand in front of Sam.

"Besides, we want to make sure that his daddy gets a real good look at his baby boy before we kill him!"

Sam looked over to see one of the vampires holding a camcorder. "You're sick you know that…what do you think that is going to do?"

"Your daddy took Luther from me and now I am going to take something from him…something that he treasures just as much as I did my mate"

Sam laughed "Well, then you got the wrong boy…my father hates my guts…the last time he left, he told me he never wanted to see me again. Besides, he isn't here so how will he see it?" Sam hoped that she bought his bluff.

"Sorry baby, but I'm sure that your father will be here shortly, if he isn't already. You're brother will be calling in reinforcements to save you…I saw how close your family was that night…so don't bother wasting my time with denials." Kate moved closer to Sam and ran her hands down his chest, fingering the wounds that were left from the previous attack. Sam shivered with revulsion.

"You know, I told your brother that I like to make new friends…and I meant it. How about you and I get a little more friendly?" Kate smiled as she grabbed his jaw and began to kiss him. Sam felt himself gagging as he tried to back away from the vampire. Kate just smiled as she reached down to undo his belt…before Sam knew it, he was hanging with just his briefs on. He closed his eyes, trying to distance himself from what he knew was going to happen…ashamed that his body was responding to her touch. He could hear the others in the room laughing as he felt himself lowered to the ground, held in place by the other vampires, Sam was helpless to prevent Kate from finishing what she had started.

It seemed like forever, but Sam felt himself being hoisted back up onto the hook. Determined not to show how badly he had been affected, he forced himself to glare into the evil eyes of the vampire. "Huh…so that was what you call sex! Now I know why you are an endangered species!" Sam said with venom.

"I don't know Sam…I have to admit that felt pretty good…its been along time for me…maybe I should change my mind about killing you and just convert you to one of us!" Kate laughed at the horrified look that crossed Sam's face.

"Ah, but then I did promise that you would be dessert…and I just can't bring myself to disappoint the others!" Before Sam could react, he was once again surrounded by vampires, including Kate. He tried not to scream as he felt the bites, but the pain was too intense. For the first time in his life, he prayed for darkness…but it never came.

ooooooooo

Dean had parked the impala in front of the bar. He entered the bar and took a table in the back near the rear exit. After placing his order, he looked around the bar to see if anyone was paying any attention to him. Satisfied, that he was not being watched; Dean went out the rear door exit and headed for the mortuary.

Luckily this place was not as secure as the last one he had to visit. He quickly placed the bags of blood into his jacket pocket and returned to the bar. It had only been 30 minutes and apparently no one had noticed his absence. He finished his beer and paid the tab, smiling at the pretty waitress from the other night as he returned to his car. He still had a couple of hours before dawn, maybe he would try to get some sleep…his mind was starting to feel fuzzy after going almost two days without sleep.

Once again, he found an envelope tucked under the windshield wiper blade. "Jeez…haven't you guys ever heard of the US Postal Service?" Dean called into the night. He was glad that he had parked his car in front of the bar…he knew that the car was pretty conspicuous. He figured that whoever was leaving the messages, was just driving through the small town, looking for his car. He shrugged, if they had wanted him, they probably would have taken him by now. Climbing into the car, he decided to wait until he got back to the hotel to read whatever message they had left this time.

Dean checked the room before he closed the door to make sure that he didn't have any uninvited guests. He took a few moments to grab the ice bucket and fill it with one of the bags of blood he had taken from the mortuary. He then placed the knives that he had brought in earlier into the blood, letting them soak. He wasn't sure if enough of the blood would remain on the knife to do any good, but at least it was something. He would work on the other weapons later.

Sitting on the corner of the bed, Dean ripped open the envelope. This time instead of a written message, he saw a CD wrapped carefully in the paper. Going over to the computer, he slipped the disc into the drive and hit play. As he watched the screen, his eyes filled with tears and a sob escaped his lips. "Oh my God, Sammy…I'm so sorry…I never should have let you out of my sight!"

TBC

Raven524: I hope this chapter wasn't too disgusting, but felt it was important to the story…remember, to let me know what you think…all you have to do is send a review!