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Fight or Die
Chapter four
Dean knew they had to get out of the camp before the death match. He couldn't imagine Sam fighting an innocent man to the death, and he wasn't about to sit back and watch his brother sacrifice himself in order to save his opponent. He knew with their extensive fight training they could take on anyone in the camp and win, that wouldn't be a problem, but the men they would be forced to fight were innocent and he knew neither he nor Sam would want to hurt them. Sam walked over to him.
"I'm sorry."
"For what?"
"For getting us involved in this."
Dean looked at him confused.
"What do you mean?"
"I should have realized it was a trap and I never should have ran up to that downed driver the way I did." He shook his head disgusted with himself. "I was a jerk; I was tired and just wasn't thinking."
"Sam I would have done the same thing."
"No you wouldn't have. I heard you yell that it might be a trap and I still went over to him….I was just plain stupid, and now look at the mess we're in."
"Well at least we found out what happened to the missing men." Dean smiled trying to get his brother to ease up on himself a little.
"Yeah…and now instead of rescuing them, we're stuck here with them."
"Yeah, but just think, what better way to find out how to help them then by being right in the midst of it."
Sam gave a little smile.
"You know Dean, you don't have to make up excuses for me anymore, Dad's not here…I screwed up big time, end of story."
"Well let's just say your judgment was off a little."
"More then a little I'd say."
"Well….actually a lot more, but who's keeping score." Dean smiled back at Sam. "Don't worry … we'll get out of this, we've been in worse spots before."
Later that night
After they were fed the men settled down for the night. Some slept sitting up, their backs to the wall, the rest found a place on the floor to stretch out. Dean and Sam sat next to each other with their backs to the wall facing the door alert to any possibility of escape. When Sam began to shiver in the cool Colorado night Dean removed his jacket and put it over his brother's shoulders being careful of the whip marks on his back. Sam looked down at his burn and traced the X with his finger.
"You better not touch that, it might get infected." Dean said remembering how painful the burn was that he had received from the Benders a few months back.
"What am I going to do Dean? I can't kill an innocent man." He looked at his older brother who he always counted on to come up with a plan but knowing this time he didn't have one.
"He's going to be trying to kill you."
"Yeah but…"
"Look, we're going to get out of here before you have to worry about it. But if we don't…I want you to fight like your life depends on it, because it does."
"Dean…I talked to Nick and he said I have to kill my opponent or we both die. I honestly don't know if I can do that. How can I live with myself knowing I took a human life because of some stupid fight?"
"Sam, I know how you feel, but I don't want you to just sit back and let him kill you…You do that and I'll kick your ass myself."
"That will be a little hard to do if I'm dead." Sam gave a little smile.
"Sam, I'm not kidding…Someone is going to be trying his best to kill you even if you're not trying to kill him. I want you to fight back; if you don't …you're dead."
They spent a sleepless night waiting for whatever the morning would hold.
The next morning
The door to the shed flew open and two guards walked into the room, both carrying rifles.
"You and you, let's go." One of the guards pointed to Dean and another man.
Sam stood up next to Dean.
"We can take these guys." He whispered to his brother. He was determined not to let his brother go without a fight.
"We can't take the chance." Dean whispered back. He knew if the guards got off a shot they could hit one of the men in the shed. Dean glanced over at Nick hoping to get some kind of idea of what he was in for.
"They're taking you out for a practice fight. They just want to see how good you can fight….Make it good."
"Keep an eye on Sam." Dean said as he started to follow the men outside. He hated to leave his brother but he knew he had no choice.
"Dean…" Sam reached out and grabbed his arm not wanting to let him go.
"It'll be okay Sam. Just take care of yourself till I get back, and don't cause any trouble." Dean followed the men outside and the door was shut behind him.
Sam walked over to the window and watched as the guards led Dean and the other man to a roped off area that served as a fight ring.
TBC
