Thanks again for the kind reviews. I'm not sure if I'll be able to post the next chapter till after the holidays but if I get near a computer I'll try. Hope everyone has a good 4th of July!

Missing

Chapter eight

"Damn!" Dean said as he watched the four men approach. They had said they'd be back in a few hours not a few minutes. He knew if he left now by himself he might have a slight chance of escaping, but he also knew there was no way he was leaving without his brother. The bastards had drugged and beaten him and he knew they would kill him once they found the CD. Dean pulled Sam behind some crates, he knew the only thing he could do was attempt to take all four men down then somehow get Sam out of there before reinforcements came. He knew all he had on his side was the element of surprise, but that would have to be enough. Both he and Sam had been well trained in fighting and normally four men wouldn't be much of a problem but he knew things could always go wrong. He knelt by Sam and squeezed his shoulder, hoping he somehow knew he wasn't alone and that he was still there with him. He then gently picked up Sam's arm and looked at the four needle marks on it and shook his head sadly. What they hell are they giving you? He wondered. He knew the men were trying to get Sam addicted to the drug so he would tell them where the CD was in order to get another fix. So far Sam had fought off the drug's affects but Dean knew it wouldn't be long before they got him hooked, and once he told them where the CD was they would have no reason to keep him alive. Dean looked out the window; the men would be there any second now. He quickly looked around for something he could use as a weapon and picked up a pipe. He knew the knife he had was rusty and dull and wouldn't be of much help in a fight. He'd kill all of them if he had to in order to protect his brother.

The four men entered the building and walked over to where they had left Sam.

"What the fu…..!" The one man shouted as he noticed Sam was missing from the chair.

"How the hell did he get loose!"

"Hey!" Dean shouted as he snuck up behind them.

The men spun around and were met by an enraged Dean who swung the pipe at them and took down two of the men almost instantly.

"That's for Sam!" He screamed as he turned on the other two.

He easily took down the third man and was about to finish off the fourth when he heard a noise behind him. He glanced back and saw that a fifth man had entered the warehouse and had pulled Sam out from behind the crates and now stood over him pointing a gun at his head.

"I suggest you drop the pipe or your friend dies." Rodriguez said as he pulled the hammer of his gun back.

Dean froze, and then slowly turned around toward the man. Rodriguez as if to prove that he meant what he said leaned down and grabbed Sam's hair pulling his head off the floor. He then put the barrel of the gun at the side of his head.

"Drop the pipe or I'll blow his brains all over the floor." He ordered.

Dean had no choice; he tossed the pipe to his side.

"Who are you?" Rodriguez asked as he released Sam's hair and his head fell back to the ground hitting the floor with a dull thud.

"Me…Oh I'm just the pizza delivery guy." Dean nodded toward the four men behind him. "They refused to tip me."

"Oh, so you think you're funny."

"I have my moments."

"How do you know this boy?" He kicked at Sam with his foot.

"Kid owes me a tip too. I just came to collect it." Dean gave the man a small cocky smile.

"So you like to joke?...Let's see if you think this is funny." Rodriguez looked over at the four men who were slowly getting to their feet. "Tie him up." He ordered.

Dean considered fighting the men again but when a gun was once more put at his brother's head he reconsidered.

He was taken over and tied to the same chair Sam had been tied to. Sam was then drug over and dropped in front of him.

"Where is the CD?" Rodriguez asked Dean.

"What CD?"

Rodriguez nodded toward his men. Dean braced himself waiting for someone to throw the switch and for the current to shoot through his body. But instead the men pushed over an open container and put it in front of Dean, it was filled with water mixed with gasoline. They then drug Sam's body over to it.

"I'll ask you again. Where's the CD?"

"Look, I told you I don't know what you're talking about."

The men rolled Sam over onto his stomach and then grabbed the back of his hair; they then pulled his head up and put the container underneath. When Rodriguez nodded they shoved Sam's face into the mixture and held it there. The liquid woke Sam up and he began to panic and struggled in vain to free himself.

Dean watched in horror as Sam began to drown in the few inches of water. He could tell his brother was getting weaker, but he also knew if he told them where the CD was they would have no reason to keep either of them alive. He watched in horror as Rodriguez lit a match and held it over the container. He knew if he dropped the match Sam's face would go up in flames.

"Look I don't know anything about a damn CD! I came here looking for him because he's a friend of mine! I don't know what the hell's going on, only that he was missing! You kill him and where the CD is dies with him!" Dean didn't tell them they were brothers, if they knew that they'd know they could break him by watching them torture Sam. He struggled to free himself then watched in horror as Sam's body suddenly went limp. "You're killing him!" He screamed

TBC