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Double Trouble

Chapter 14 – Fighting Mad

Sam gasped and fell back as the blood began to flow from the knife wound once more. The shape shifter smiled as he advanced on Sam. "So, you want to play rough…well guess what…I like it rough Sammy boy!"

Sam rolled onto his feet and took a fighting stance. At least this time, he wasn't beating up his brother…of course, beating his own face in, well that definitely would make for an interesting nightmare. Sam may be injured, but even in his current condition, he was still a formidable opponent.

The shape shifter stopped a few feet from Sam, looking at him thoughtfully for a moment. "You know it's too bad that I had to kill your little friend back there…if you had just played along, you could have saved her life…but you had to play the hero!"

Sam smiled as he looked into a pair of his own eyes. "Good try, but you'll excuse me if I don't believe you…if she was dead, you'd have her powers…why don't you use them huh? I can feel your power weakening as we speak…you'll never get my power and you didn't get Missouri's…soon you'll just be an ordinary freak."

"I will have your powers, you'll see Sammy boy…but first, I'm going to enjoy taking you down!" The shape shifter did a round house kick, knocking Sam into the wall of the shelter. Sam grabbed his side, trying to staunch the flow of blood from the wound. He could feel himself getting weaker, but he still had some fight left in him. Using his own feet, he swept the shape shifter's feet out from under him. Jumping to his own feet, Sam headed for the stairs. If he could get out, he could lock the shape shifter in the shelter.

Sam made it up two steps before he felt himself jerked back into the room. The shape shifter once again targeted Sam's wounded side; knowing that each time he connected; Sam would get closer to losing. Finally, the shape shifter pulled back his foot and kicked Sam in the head. Sam groaned and fell to the floor unconscious.

The shape shifter wiped the blood from his lips as he looked down at the unconscious man in front of him. He needed to find another source of power before he could take on Sam. Luckily, he had already picked an easy target. Kicking Sam once more in the ribs, the shape shifter left to get something else to tie up his victim.

Sam jerked awake once more as he felt himself doused with ice water. Shaking the water from his eyes, he glared at his tormentor. "Welcome back Sammy…now that you have calmed down, it's time for us to have a little talk." The shape shifter knelt down beside Sam and grabbed his hair, forcing him to look into his eyes. "I'm going to give you one more chance here Sammy to play ball…all you have to do is let me in and all this pain will go away."

Sam screamed in pain as he felt the shape shifter attack his mind. The pain became worse each time, the shape shifter pressing harder to make the connection it needed to tap into Sam's powers. But once again, Sam pushed back with his own powers. He could feel the sweat on his body and the increased pain in his head as he used all his strength to repel the shape shifter.

Sam tried once again to enter the shape shifter's mind, trying to use the same tactics that had worked before. "You will never be strong enough to use my powers; I will die before I let you have them! Give it up…you can still get away…just walk away now before I really get angry!"

The shape shifter screamed and backed away from Sam once more. "NO, that will not work again Sammy…I'm onto your tricks…you cannot influence me to walk away. But now you've opened the door, I think I'll use it…see if you can leave my mind Sammy…you can't!"

Too late Sam realized his mistake…by entering the shape shifter's mind, he had left himself open. He felt the pain intensify as the shape shifter grabbed onto his mind. Sam suddenly saw himself through the shape shifter's eyes. The shape shifter had bound his hands behind him again, only this time he had used some type of wire that was cruelly biting into Sam's skin. His feet were also bound with the same wire. Sam struggled willing himself to leave the mind of the shape shifter. With a final burst of energy, he was back in his own mind, struggling to keep the shape shifter from getting in any further.

Sam finally opened his eyes and saw the shape shifter sneer at him. "You won't be able to get out of your bonds this time Sammy boy…but don't worry. I patched up your side for you. We can't have you dying before I'm ready. I have to leave you now…I have a date with a pretty psychic who really loves this body of yours. I have to say, I'm really going to enjoy tonight's festivities…and you know what? I'm going to let you watch…just remember, her death will be on your conscience…all you had to do was let me in and it wouldn't be necessary for me to kill her. Think about that while I'm gone!"

Sam closed his eyes, every bone in his body was screaming in agony. He knew that soon he wouldn't be able to fight the shape shifter. "God…Dean, please find me!" Sam sobbed as he let himself drift into darkness once more.

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Dean had just finished making another phone call to a local psychic named Beatrice. He looked towards Missouri with a question in his eyes. "I'm sorry honey, but I didn't feel anything" Missouri sighed tiredly, messaging her aching temples. "Look unless I'm in close proximity, I can't be certain, I'm only getting impressions. We need to visit some of these folks to make sure."

Dean patted Missouri on the shoulder. "Ok, if we need to see these folks, then that is what we'll do. I'll start setting up some appointments while you get some rest."

"Boy don't you start…" Missouri stopped, a look pain crossing her features as she placed her hands on her head.

"Missouri, what is it?" Dean knelt down in front of the woman, noticing that the signs were the same as Sammy. "Are you having a vision?"

Missouri looked at Dean with tears in her eyes. "Dean we gotta hurry, that poor boy is in such pain…I don't think he can hold out much longer!"

"You mean Sam…are you still linked to him? Can you talk to him…see if he knows where he is?" Dean stopped as he saw the misery in Missouri's face. "I'm sorry Missouri…I didn't mean to.."

"Shh, don't you worry your head about it none. I'm only connected to Sam in a limited way…sort of the same way that sometimes I can sense when you all are in trouble…which is almost every day!" Missouri added with a sad smile. "I don't get any specific details, just sketchy…I can try to reach Sam, but if he's fighting the shape shifter, I won't be able to break through and I might give us away. No, it's best to continue the way we are, just a little faster!"

"All right Missouri, but I mean it. Just lie down there for a few minutes and rest while I line up some people for us to see. I can't have you passing out on me!" Dean ducked as she aimed a slap at him…she must have seen the mental image he had of him trying to carry her to the car.

Dean started to dial the phone, but his mind was with his brother. "Sammy…just hold on little brother…don't you give up on me…I'll get to you!" Dean sighed and continued to do what he did best…hunt.

TBC

Raven524: Ok, here's a bonus chapter for all of you…hope you enjoy!