Hey! Wow! I'm really glad you guys love my story! LOL! Here is chapter 14…….(with a twist)…..

Trapped In A Nightmare:

Chapter 14: Evil Winchesters Minus One:

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"You are never going to get away with this," Sam said.

"I'll get my brother back."

Dean just smiled evilly.

"Whatever you say."

And without one more word, he backhanded Sam across the face and left the room.

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Hours had passed and Sam was still trying to get himself untied. It was very hard and having a broken arm didn't help either. Sam knew that he wasn't going to get out any time soon so he finally gave up trying.

"Having a little trouble, aren't we?."

Sam inwardly groaned. Another round with Jerimiah. Sam definitely was not looking forward to having another "talk" with Jerimiah.

"Where is my brother," Sam asked impatiently.

Jerimiah ignored him and started talking about his plans. Plans Sam rather not know about.

"Nightmare lives are fun, aren't they Sam? I, however, am not finished with you yet. Not even close. But since your nightmare life is over, I've decided to bring the nightmares to you."

Sam was confused but he couldn't help sensing that trouble was on its way.

"What are you talking about? Can't you just leave me----us—alone?."

Jerimiah laughed and his eyes flashed red.

"Don't you see, Sam? This trap isn't for your father. This trap isn't for Dean. This trap is for you and only you. I've been waiting for years to kill you. But not without a little pain and torture first."

"Why," Sam asked. "Why the hell would you want me?."

Jerimiah was losing all his patience with Sam. Sparks flew from his eyes and made a hole in the wall; inches from Sam's head.

"HOW CAN YOU BE SO OBLIVIOUS," he yelled. " I want your power Sam! I'm going to get your power. And you have no family to help you. You're all alone now."

Sam's eyes went wide. Did Jerimiah kill them? Were his Dad and Dean dead?

"Did you kill them?."

No answer came from Jerimiah.

" ANSWER ME YOU SON OF A BITCH! DID YOU KILL THEM?."

"No Sam," Jerimiah said. "I didn't kill them. But I did something far more worse."

Sam couldn't imagine what would be worse then having Dean and his Dad dead. But then again, Jerimiah's meaning of worse was probably way different than Sam's.

"I thought it was fun when Dean was possessed," Jerimiah said. "Wasn't it fun for you, Sammy? I think it was good for you. You finally know the truth."

"What truth?." Sam was in no mood for talking but this got him scared.

Jerimiah was very pleased with Sam's reaction. He was clearly enjoying Sam's pain. He was feeding off of it.

"The truth about how your brother really feels about you," Jerimiah explained. "The truth about how much he hates you and how much he blames you. Quite amusing, actually."

Sam was trying very hard to shut out everything Jerimiah was saying. He couldn't take it anymore. He wished that it was all over. He wanted his life back. And as much as he tried to ignore Jerimiah, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was right. Did Dean really hate him? He hoped to God that Jerimiah was lying. Because if he wasn't, then it would be too much pain to bear. Nothing could possibly happen that would make things worse. Or was there? Sam was lost in his thought of despair but Jerimiah's voice broke him out.

"I haven't shown you my surprise yet," said Jerimiah.

"What surprise," Sam asked fearfully.

"Well….," Jerimiah began. "I had so much fun making Dean possessed and watching him torture you. So, to make this more fun for me and more terrifying for you, I've made your father possessed too. Now you are all alone. Your family is after you and if you don't run, they might kill you."

Sam's face went white in pure shock. This couldn't be happening. Jerimiah couldn't do this to him. He's family was now against him. He saw what Dean did. But what would Dean and his Dad do? He didn't want to know. He just wanted to get out of there as fast as he could. Seeing as he was tied up, running wasn't an option.

"Time to go, Sam," Jerimiah said.

Jerimiah untied Sam and purposely dragged him up to a standing position with his broken arm. He gave Sam a shove toward the door.

"MOVE!"

Sam walked toward the door and bumped right into someone.

Dean.

Possessed Dean.

Right behind Dean was John. Both of their eyes were glowing dark red. Sam started backing away.

"Better getting moving, Sammy. You don't want to die. do you?."

Jerimiah put his hand on Sam's head and said a few latin words. Everything went black and a couple seconds later, Sam was standing in the woods.

"What the hell," he said to himself.

Sam looked around. It was dark and cold. Then, he heard a distant sound. Someone was coming. Sam quickly hid behind a huge tree.

"Where the hell is he," he heard Dean say.

"Don't worry. We will find him," John said.

Dean smiled evilly.

"Yeah. And then we'll kill him."

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A couple minutes after Dean and John left, Sam came out from behind the tree. It was quiet. Too quiet. Something wasn't right here. All of a sudden, Sam was tackled from behind. Someone was one top of him, holding back his arms. He's good arm, anyway. Sam looked up. It was Dean.

"Get of me," Sam screamed. "Get the hell off me."

"That's not the way to talk to your brother now is it?."

Sam looked up to see John standing over him.

"Time to sleep, Sammy."

Sam felt a sharp pain to on his head and then everything went black.

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