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Missing
Chapter seven
"You better watch you don't juice him up too much you'll end up killing him and if he dies before we find out what he did with the CD Rodriguez will kill us."
"Don't worry, after a few more shots this boy will be begging to tell us anything we want to know. He'd even sell his own mother for another hit."
"Well let's give the drug time to take affect, we'll check back with him in a few hours."
Dean watched as they left. He then went over to a window and made sure they really did leave and weren't just waiting outside the warehouse. When he was satisfied that they had left he rushed to his brother's side.
"Sam! Sammy!" He said as he gently put his finger under Sam's chin and tilted his head back.
Sam began moaning softly.
"Dean?...Dean?..." He wasn't sure if he was imagining it or if his brother was really there.
"Yeah Sam it's me." He reached up and took off Sam's bloody blindfold. Sam squeezed his eyes shut then slowly opened them. Dean's winced when he saw his brother's dilated pupils and glazed eyes. "God Sammy what did they do to you?" He said softly as he put his hand on the side of his brother's face.
Sam's eyes slowly focused on Dean's face.
"Dean….no…" He shook his head back and forth weakly. "You shouldn't have come….you got to go…you got to get out of here…"
"We're getting out of here together Sam."
"They'll be back….they'll be back soon…just go…please…just go…"
Dean took the rusty knife he had in his pocket and cut Sam's arms free. They hung useless at his side, numb from being tied so tightly for so long. Dean rubbed them briskly trying to bring feeling back into them. He could feel the anger building in him when he saw the needle marks on Sam's arm; apparently they had been drugging him for a while. He then cut Sam's legs loose. After he was free Dean went to the cabinet and took a bottle of water out then held it up for Sam to drink. He gulped the water down, nothing had ever tasted that good before. But between the drugs he had been given and the length of time he had been without water he couldn't keep it down and ended up throwing it up, some of the water splashing on Dean.
"Sorry." Sam said shutting his eyes as the room began to spin.
"It's okay." Dean said as he continued rubbing Sam's arms. "Hey, what's does that CD have to do with this anyway?"
"Carlos…he worked for the DEA….He has names and addresses of his contacts on the CD." He shook his head slightly trying to clear his mind from the affects of the drug.
"He was a narcotics agent? …So then he was murdered and it wasn't a car accident."
"Yeah….Dean, we can't let them get the CD."
Now it was all beginning to make sense to Dean. Carlos had been murdered and these men must have found out he had given Sam the CD. The e mail had been a trap to lure Sam down there with the CD.
"Come on….we got to get out of here." Dean knew the men could return at any moment. He put Sam's arm over his shoulder and helped him stand up. But the drugs and beatings had weakened him and he could barely stand, his legs started to give out and he collapsed against his brother.
"I can't make it Dean….you got to go…you go to get out of here."
"I'm not leaving without you." Dean began dragging Sam toward the door.
"You got to get the CD Dean….it's in the seat in the plane…Get it and get out of here….I'll just hold you up…. If they get the CD…they'll track down and kill everyone whose name is on it."
"Sam, they told me you were killed in a plane crash…" Dean swallowed hard as he remembered the pain he felt when he thought Sam was dead. "And now that I found you there's no way in hell I'm going home without you. So just shut up and let me get you out of here."
Sam's eyes filled with tears. He knew Dean might be able to make it out without him, but with him it would be next to impossible and he didn't want his brother to die trying to save him.
"Dean….please….leave me…you got to leave me." Sam said weakly as he tried to fight the affect of the drugs that were burning through his body but it was impossible. All he wanted was to lie down and get away from the pain.
"No way pal." Dean pulled Sam over to the window and looked out. He was worried, he knew Sam had been drugged and could tell he was weak and about ready to pass out and if he did there would be no way to get him out of there. "Sammy you got to stay with me Bro! You gotta fight the drugs!"
"Dean…go….please….just go…" Sam's entire body felt numb. "I …I can't…I can't make it….I…" Sam, unable to fight the drugs and exhaustion any longer, passed out in his brother's arms.
Dean tried to hold him up but he was dead weight and he gently lowered him to the floor.
"Sammy! Come on Sammy you got to wake up for me Bro!" He patted Sam's face but he didn't respond.
Dean tried to think of someway to get Sam outside and away from the warehouse but it was too late. The four men were returning earlier then expected.
TBC
