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Bait
Chapter 9 – Vision
"Nooooo! Leave me alone…please…just leave me…please!"
John was shocked at the desperation he saw on his young son's face as he continued to struggle. "Sammy…Damn it Sam…calm down!" John ordered, hoping to get through to the boy.
Sam shuddered and blinked, shaking his head to clear his foggy brain. "Dad…Dad…is that you?" Sam whispered as he tried to turn to see the person who was holding him gently, but firmly.
"Yes, son…you need to calm down, you're going to undo all the hard work your brother had done in stitching you up!" John put his young son's good arm over his shoulder and led him back to the bed roll in the back of the cave. With Dean's help he gently lowered Sam back onto the bed roll.
Sam groaned as his body started to feel the pain from the various injuries. Looking over at Dean, he could see the beginning of a bruise on his brother's jaw and cringed as he realized it must have been him that put it there. "Dean…man…I'm so sorry!" Sam turned his face away, sighing as he realized that once again he had hurt his brother…he knew it wasn't intentional, but it didn't make it right. He wouldn't blame Dean if he wanted to just leave his sorry ass here.
Dean noticed Sam's withdrawal…he knew his brother was probably beating himself up over what happened. "Sammy…Sam…look at me" Dean gently reached over and pulled his brother's face to meet his own. "I'm not mad ok…you were out of your head with fever…of course, you know you're going to have to pay once you get back on your feet! I mean really Sam, first you ding my car and now you ding the driver!"
Sam smiled "Ok, I'll pay to have the ding repaired on your jaw…but you have to fix the car…after all…I did win the bet!"
Dean laughed, it was good to see the old Sammy peaking through "Sure…sure…but this face will be more expensive, I'm warning you!"
Sam got serious again as he remembered Sheila. "Dean…did you find Sheila…is she ok?"
"No Sam, there was no sign of her when we checked the ranch…what happened to her?"
"The last time I saw her, she was running for the woods…we have to find her…she could be hurt!"
"Hold on there cowboy…first we need to take care of you, and then we need to kill those bastards. I know you're worried, but she is from around here…she probably has found her way to help by now. Don't worry little brother, if she isn't back in town when we get there, Dad and I will get a rescue team out looking for her!"
Sam sighed…he knew his brother was right, but he couldn't help but worry about the girl. He only hoped that he had given her enough of a head start. He groaned again as the pain shot through his body…he was so tired…all he wanted to do right now was sleep and forget.
"Oh no little brother…you can't sleep yet. First you need to take some medicine and then we are going to see about getting some food into you…you need to start building up your strength again. Now do you want to take your pants off or do you need help!" Dean watched Sam closely this time, not wanting a repeat performance from earlier.
Sam didn't want to appear weak, especially in front of his father. He struggled to sit, trying to get the buckle undone, but in the end it proved to be too much for him. He turned his face in frustration, not wanting his brother and father to see the tears that were beginning to form.
"Look son, let me help you up, then Dean can work on the wounds on your legs." John reached over and helped his son to his feet. "Don't worry…I've had to have help a few times myself…it's a bitch, but sometimes you just gotta bite the bullet and let someone help you!"
Sam looked at his father "You allowed someone to undress you?"
"Sure, more than once…son…you have nothing to be ashamed of…do you understand me…nothing!" John hoped that Sam would understand what he was trying to tell him. He knew part of the problem had to do with his son's being raped by that bitch Kate. It was as close to an emotional moment as he could come to with his son.
Dean worked quickly getting the jeans off Sam while his father was holding the young man's attention. Luckily the bites on his legs were not as bad as the others. Dean made a quick job of cleaning the wounds and bandaging them. Tossing the torn and bloody jeans off to the side, he grabbed the clean pair of jogging pants he had pulled from Sam's bag. "Here you go little brother, these should be more comfortable for you…do you need help with the shirt or can you do it yourself?"
Sam took a deep breath and looked at his father and brother. He knew he couldn't take care of himself for awhile and it helped that his father didn't view him as being weak…"Ok Dean…it's ok…I don't think I can raise my hands over my head…could you and Dad help me with it?"
Dean looked at his father and gave him a brief smile. Between the two of them, they managed to get Sam dressed and placed back on the bed roll. John pulled out a pot and can of soup from his back pack, preparing to make a quick meal. Dean came back over and helped Sam take the pills and drink the water. As Dean helped hold Sam up, his father helped Sam eat the warm soup. Nothing was said as the two oldest hunters took care of the youngest…nothing had to be said, for the first time in a long time, there was a feeling of peace and contentment in the Winchester family.
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Kate and Stephen had been traveling for a couple of hours with no sign of Sam. Kate was getting angry…she would not fail. "Let's head back to the ranch to see what the others have found…for all your sakes, I hope he is found soon!"
As they returned to the ranch, they found that three of the vampires had returned. "Don't tell me you came back empty handed" Kate spat as she looked towards the root cellar.
"No Kate…we found the girl…she's in the root cellar. She claims she doesn't know where the boy is!"
"We'll see about that…bring her! At least we can increase the pack again tonight…then she can join the hunt for the other!"
Stephen smiled as he went to get his prize. Soon she would be his and no one could ever take her from him again!
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John had taken the first watch. He knew that both of his sons needed to get some sleep. Tomorrow they would start to get Sam out of here. Once he was safe, he would come back and take care of the bastards.
Inside the cave, Dean had laid down next to Sam…he needed the contact almost as much as Sam did. He couldn't believe that his brother was safe and with time would be healed. The next problem would be to get him out of here without running into any of the vampires. Unfortunately, they stood between them and the truck. He'd deal with that problem later…for now it was enough that Sam was breathing quietly beside him.
It felt like Dean had only been sleeping for a few hours, when he heard his brother begin to moan in his sleep. Coming awake, he reached over a comforting hand, hoping to let his brother know that he was not alone. He wasn't surprised that Sam was having a nightmare…most people would after what he had experienced.
"Come on Sammy…it's ok, you're safe!" Dean crooned, but Sam continued to toss and moan in his sleep. "Oh shit Sammy" Dean said as he noticed the tell tale signs of another vision…this wasn't just a nightmare…Sam was have a vision. "Not now…why can't you give him a rest…just once!" Dean said into the night air. A few moments later his instincts proved to be on target as Sam sat up and grabbed his head.
"Oh God…No….Sheila!"
TBC
Raven524: Sorry for the cliffie (well actually not too sorry)…for those who wondered when Sheila would come back in…here she is! Hope you like the latest chapter in the story. Just R&R!