Thanks once more for your kind reviews. I hope you're not disappointed with the rest of the story. I write these so quick and then tend to get bored and want to move onto the next story before I finish the one I'm on so I tend to leave out a lot of details that I probably should add but I like to hurry the story along so I can start my next one. Hmmm I hope what I just said made sense. :- ) Anyway, I hope you like the rest of it.

Fight or Die

Chapter six

"Dean." Sam knew Dean had tried to protect him all his life and was worried he would try to now. He also knew if Dean fought the guards he'd end up in a death match himself, or worse get himself killed. "If they come for me I don't want you to try to stop them."

"Sam…"

"I mean it Dean."

"Sam I'm not going to let them take you out there to be slaughtered, not without a fight. You're still hurt from yesterday and I know you Sam, you won't fight to the death. You won't kill him…and if you don't he'll kill you."

"That's my decision Dean, not yours. Besides these men need you, if we both die who's going to get them out of here?"

"Sammy, don't ask me to sit back and watch you die."

"Dean…I'm sorry…but…."

Nick walked over to Dean.

"Don't worry they're not coming for your brother. They'll have him fight a few practice matches before the death match."

Dean breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then who are they coming for?"

"Bob." Nick nodded toward a man who had walked away from the window and was now nervously pacing the shed knowing that today he'd either have to kill or die himself. As his shirt blew open Dean could see the faded X on his stomach.

"We got to do something. We can't just let them go out there and try to kill each other."

"There's nothing you can do. You try anything and a lot of people could get hurt."

Dean walked over and stood protectively in front of Sam as the door to the shed opened and two guards came in and motioned for Bob to follow them outside. He hesitated for a few seconds as he looked over at the brother of the man he was going to fight. He then took a deep breath and followed the guards outside knowing there was nothing he could do to stop what was about to happen.

For the next half hour the men in the shed watched as the two men fought, both fought hard and neither held back. Randy's brother kept shouting to him encouraging him to fight harder but Bob was the stronger of the two and soon had Randy on the ground unable to get back up. One of the guards walked over to Bob and handed him a knife while another guard pulled Randy up to his knees and pulled his head back by his hair exposing his neck.

"No! Please no!" Randy's brother shouted to Bob as he watched in horror.

Bob knew he had no choice, if he didn't kill him they both would die. He walked over to Randy and quickly slit his throat then tossed the knife to the ground sickened by what he had just done. The guards let go of Randy and he fell to the ground his eyes wide with both pain and fear as he clawed at his throat gasping for breath….within a minute he lay still. His body was then tossed back into the truck and the guards exchanged money then drove off.

All eyes in the shed turned to the man's brother who walked back over to the corner of the shed and sat down as tears ran down his face. Dean glanced over at Sam knowing in a few days he himself might be the man in the corner mourning his own brother's death. He shut his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose trying to get the image of Sam lying there with his throat cut out of his mind. He wasn't going to let that happen. He was going to get Sam and hopefully the other men out of there before they forced his brother to fight to the death. Dean watched as Sam walked over to the man and knelt down beside him.

"I'm sorry." Sam said softly as he put his hand on the man's shoulder. "I'm so sorry." He blinked back tears as he looked at the anguish on the man's face.

"He was my little brother." The man finally managed to get out. "I always watched out for him but…they separated us when they found out we were brothers and …there was nothing I could do…they took him away and…" Tears flowed down the man's face. "Oh God I can't believe he's dead... What am I going to do without him?" The man began to sob and Sam sat down next to him and put his arm around his shoulder as he looked up into his own brother's worried face.

TBC.