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Double Trouble

Chapter 7 – Discovered

Sam tossed in his sleep, moaning as the pain hit him once again.

"Sam…you must listen to me…I…I…don't have much time. I need you to let me connect your mind with mine so that you can see what has happened…can you do that for me baby…you just need to relax and allow yourself to flow into my mind…that's it…easy now."

Sam felt himself being drawn into Missouri's mind. He was surprised that he wasn't afraid, in fact he felt a calmness that he hadn't felt in a long time. Soon he began to see images playing before his mind, like watching a movie. Only this time, the players were Missouri and…Sam felt himself getting angry as he watched the last couple of days of Missouri's life. He felt the horror and the violation as if it were happening to him. As the movie came to its conclusion…one word echoed in his mind….shape shifter!"

Sam felt himself leaving Missouri behind. He could sense her weakness and knew that he needed to get to her quickly if he was going to save her. "Hold on Missouri…I'm coming!" Sam said, hoping the psychic could still hear him.

Sam's eyes opened as another wave of vertigo hit him. He blinked rapidly, as he got slowly to his feet. He glanced at Dean sleeping peacefully in the bed beside him. He gently tapped Dean on the shoulder, trying to wake him. He knew he didn't have much time if he wanted to get past the shape shifter.

"5 more minutes Dad…please, too tired…" Dean mumbled as he fell back into a deep sleep.

"Damn it Dean, I need you to wake up now!" Sam spoke into his ear, but realizing that Dean was too drugged to wake, he decided to leave him a message. He would need to be careful, in case the Missouri clone came in while he was gone.

Grabbing a sheet of paper he quickly wrote out a message in a code that only Sam and Dean knew. It was a code they had developed as kids…he just hoped that Dean would find it when he woke up. Placing the note in the sling on Dean's broken arm. Sam hoped his brother would find it.

Sam quietly walked out into the living room. The house was quiet as if it was holding its breath. He moved quickly to the door, and going outside, went to the trunk of the Impala to get what he needed. Looking at the garage…Sam decided that he needed to take a chance and get a weapon into Dean…just in case.

Grabbing another gun loaded with silver bullets, he quietly entered the house once more. He placed the gun gently under Dean's pillow. He knew that when Dean felt threatened, he automatically reached under the pillow when sleeping. Hopefully he would find the gun and figure out that something was wrong.

Sam crept once more through the quiet house, breathing a sigh of relief when he managed to enter the garage undetected. He stumbled slightly as his body reminded him that he was still feeling weak from whatever had attacked his body earlier. Gritting his teeth, Sam shook his head and continued towards the crates he had seen in Missouri's mind. He moved the crates aside and lifted the trap door. Pulling out his flash light and the gun, he entered the cellar, hoping that he wasn't too late to help his friend.

Sam swept the light around the cellar, satisfied that he and Missouri were alone, he moved forward to release Missouri from her prison. "Hey Missouri…it's Sam…are you ok?"

"Sam…you shouldn't be here, you should have gotten you and that brother of yours out of here!"

Sam walked towards Missouri and knelt down beside her, he could see the bruises and cuts on the woman's face and body. Sucking in his breath at the damage, he reigned in his anger to attend to the task at hand. Pulling out his lock picks, he began to work on the padlock that was keeping Missouri chained to the pillar.

"Hush Missouri, as soon as I get you out of here, I'm going to take care of the shape shifter…just hold still while I get these chains off of you."

Missouri suddenly stiffened as Sam heard a slight sound behind him. He whirled, pulling the gun from his waist band, firing in the direction of the sound. He heard the shape shifter yell in pain, but unfortunately, the beast was only wounded. Before Sam could get off another shot, the gun was knocked from his hand and he was in hand to hand combat with the beast.

Sam tried not to think about how ridiculous he felt as he landed a punch on the face that looked just like Missouri. He was having the crap beat out of him by a woman for crying out loud. But then he remembered from his last encounter with a shape shifter, they tended to have super human strength. The battle continued for a few more moments when Sam felt himself thrown against the wall, his breath temporarily knocked out of him.

A shot rang out and Sam clutched at his shoulder, gasping in pain. He looked up and blinked as he saw the shape shifter heading towards him with a smile on its' face. "You wanted to play rough Sammy boy…well, this is just the beginning for you!"

The last thing Sam saw was the butt of the gun as it slammed against his cheek bone.

ooooooooo

In the house, Dean tossed in his sleep. He could have sworn he heard gun shots. Trying to open his eyes, Dean noticed that Sam wasn't in his bed. "Sammy?" Dean called as he tried to get his eyes to focus. But the drugs in his system were too strong for him to fight. Dean's eyes slowly closed again, his brother's name still on his lips as he fell back into blackness.

ooooooooo

The shape shifter was furious. This wasn't suppose to happen. It should have been able to drain Missouri's powers by now, yet the woman continued to fight it. It was tempted to just kill the woman and be done with her. As the shape shifter removed Sam's clothing and chained him to a lead pipe that ran the length of the cellar, it calmed down.

"You think you have won Missouri…but all you have done is move up my time table a little. I can still siphon off your powers just before you die. But I can tap into Sam's powers for now. Killing you would be too easy for you. Now you can watch as I destroy the boys that you have sworn to protect!"

Missouri watched in horror as the shape shifter began to shed her skin and reform into a perfect replication of Sam. The shape shifter dressed in Sam's clothes and grabbing the gun left the cellar. It needed to make sure that Dean had stayed asleep…if not, well then Dean's death would be moved up as well.

ooooooooo

A short time later, Dean struggled towards consciousness once more. He could still hear the echo of gun shots in his mind. He had to get to Sam. As Dean opened his eyes, he immediately looked towards Sam's bed. "Sammy?" Dean called confused as he saw the lump in the other bed move at the sound of his voice.

"Mmmmm…yeah Dean…do you need something?" Sam asked sleepily, trying to clear the sleep from his eyes.

"Ah…no, I'm good. Did you hear anything earlier?"

"No, Dean…why what did you hear?" Sam asked as he began to sit up on the bed.

Dean just shook his head. "Nothing I guess…these drugs are really playing havoc with my mind Sam…I don't want to take them anymore."

Sam stood and walked over towards his brother. "Ok Dean, but the moment you start having too much pain, you have to take them…agreed?"

Dean looked up at his little brother and realized that Sam wasn't going to back down. "Sure, whatever…you're looking a little better. How are you feeling now?" Dean was glad to see some color back in Sam's face.

"Actually Dean, I can honestly say, I've never felt better in my life. Why don't you finish sleeping off the drug in your system while I go check with Missouri to see what's for supper." Sam patted Dean on the shoulder as he watched his brother's eyes close again in sleep.

"Like taking candy from a baby!" Sam thought as he left the room. He had some things to do before Dean woke up again. It was time he and the real Sam had a little heart to heart talk.

TBC

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