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Missing

Chapter nine

"So you no longer joke?" Rodriguez laughed.

"You're going to kill him!" Dean screamed as he watched the bubbles from Sam's breath stop coming to the surface of the water and knew his brother was dying. "You're drowning him!" Dean struggled against his bindings but it was hopeless, he couldn't free himself. "Sam!"

They waited a few more seconds then pulled Sam from the container and dropped him unconscious in front of Dean who could tell he wasn't breathing.

"You got to give him CPR he's not breathing!" He shouted at the men as he looked at Sam's lifeless body.

"Let him die…we have you now." One of the men said.

"I swear I don't know anything about a CD! If anyone knows he knows and if he dies the location of the CD dies with him!" Dean said hoping it would be reason enough to keep his brother alive.

"He could be telling us the truth. If the boy dies, we may never find the CD." Rodriguez looked at his men. "Bring him around."

The men looked back and forth at each other shaking their heads. They had no idea how to perform CPR.

"You fools!" Rodriguez said as he went over to Sam's body and turned him onto his back. He took his foot and kicked at Sam's chest then put his foot on top of him and rolled his body back and forth with the pressure of his foot trying to bring him around but he remained unconscious. "You stupid idiots, you killed him!"

"He's not dead! I can save him!" Dean's eyes were wild with fear as he looked at his brother's still body.

"Cut him loose." Rodriguez ordered as he trained his gun on Dean. "You try anything, your friend will die."

Once Dean was free he quickly went to Sam's side and knelt down beside him. He tilted his head back and gave him two quick breaths.

"Come on Sammy! Breathe!" There was no response other then a little water that trickled out of Sam's mouth. "Damn it Sammy breathe!" He screamed as he gave him two more breaths. "Don't you pull this crap on me Sammy! Don't you do this to me!" He pressed down hard on Sam's chest then gave him two more breaths.

Finally Sam spit up some of the liquid and started coughing.

"Oh thank God….thank God." Dean said as he leaned back and gently turned Sam onto his side. He patted him on the back. "Get it up Sam…get it up."

Sam continued coughing for a few minutes spitting up water then moaned and rolled onto his back. His eyes slowly opened and he looked up into Dean's relieved face.

"You okay?" Dean asked as he put his hand under Sam's head.

"Yeah." Sam looked from Dean to the other men, then back at Dean. "What's going on?" He started to panic and tried to get up but Dean put his hand on Sam's chest and held him down. He could tell that the drugs Sam had been given and his near drowning were making him confused.

"Take it easy….just take it easy."

"What's going on Dean?"

"You didn't come back to the motel so I came looking for you. These guys are asking about some kind of CD or something. I have no idea what they're talking about, do you?" Dean gave Sam a little wink.

Sam saw the wink and hesitated for a few seconds trying to think clearly before answering.

"Carlos had given me a CD …but …I'm not sure where it is….It might still be in my room back at college….I don't know…They think I have it with me, but I don't."

Rodriguez looked back and forth between the two brothers his anger growing. He then looked over at his men.

"Tie them both up side by side. We'll give them the night to think about changing their story….and if they don't… one of them will watch the other die tomorrow."

Dean and Sam were both tied up next to each other. This time their arms were stretched high above them and they were forced to stand. Dean looked over at Sam whose head hung down on his chest and could tell he was getting weaker. He looked at Rodriguez.

"My friend needs some water. If he dies you'll never find that CD you're looking for."

Rodriguez walked over to Sam and pulled his head up by his hair.

"Thirsty boy aren't you?" He said then gave a little laugh. "All you have to do is tell me where that CD is and I'll give you a drink."

Sam slowly shook his head.

"I don't have it…."

Rodriguez released Sam's hair and his head once more dropped onto his chest.

"Maybe you can get him to talk. If you don't …tomorrow one of you will die." Rodriguez said to Dean then turned and walked away with his men following him.

Sam glanced over at Dean.

"You shouldn't have come looking for me." He looked down sadly, now his brother would die with him. "I never should have called you."

"Sam I thought you were dead…They told me you were killed in a plane crash….Do you know how I felt when I heard that?...And then I heard them say you might be alive…Of course I'm going to look for you…you're my brother." Dean struggled with his ropes as he talked.

Sam gave Dean a small smile.

"I thought after we escaped from that Bender family you said you'd never look for me again if I was missing."

"Well, I lied."

"You should have meant it Dean…Now we're both going to die."

"Then we both die… " Dean looked over at Sam. "Look Sam it's not your fault."

"I should have known when I got that e mail about bringing that CD that something was strange."

"Why? There's no way you could have known what was on the CD….You didn't know Carlos was a narcotics agent did you?"

"No. We were good friends but I had no idea. … But when he asked me to hold onto the CD for him till he got back from Mexico…I thought it was odd. I didn't understand what was so special about it; it was just a CD with songs on it I thought. We could have made another one if something happened to it. And then when they wanted me to bring it to his funeral…I should have …I should have realized something was up."

Sam shut his eyes and shook his head slightly, he could tell the drugs he had been given were making him tired and confused.

"How could you have known Sam? A lot of people put pictures, letters, or music the person liked in the coffin with them when they die. There's no way you could have known." Dean tried to keep Sam talking. As long as he was talking he'd stay awake and wouldn't pass out.

Sam just shook his head and looked down. He felt lousy and almost wished he could die just to get away from the pain and his thirst.

"Oh God Dean… I'd kill for something to drink right now."

Dean looked over at him, he had to keep Sam's mind off of his thirst.

"Were there other people on the plane with you?"

Sam nodded.

"What happened to them?"

"When we landed…they shot them in front of me and …" He shook his head sadly as tears filled his eyes as he remembered. "They made me watch them bury them behind the warehouse."

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