Supernatural: Lovely Ladies in Black
Chapter 12: The Man Behind the Mask
Sam woke up in to find that his hands were tied behind his back. He thought he felt dried blood on his head and his body ached. He didn't know how long he had been unconscious and there were no windows in the room so he didn't know if it was night or day. He figured he must be in some sort of cellar, the floor was damp and it smelled musty and stale. The air was also cooler than it should be. Sam struggled against the ropes around his hands but all he managed to do is tire himself out. He now knew he must have lost a lot of blood.
He tried to look around the room and saw a small shaft of light that looked like it might be a door. He turned around to see what he was tied to and realized that he was tied to a post in the center of the room.
Sam looked over at he door again as he heard the creak of hinges and craned his neck to try and see who was coming in. He heard the sound of footsteps and then nothing. He looked around the room but it was shrouded in darkness again. He sighed, the situation was not going well.
Dean threw his phone against the tent wall and lay down on the bed. He didn't know who had Sam and if it was the "higher power" he might end up having a chipmunk for a brother.
He got up off the bed and grabbed his phone from the ground before going to find Earl. He wandered around the camp for awhile before he finally found Earl's tent on the edge of the clearing.
Dean slapped the canvas a couple of times before he heard Earl's voice from inside tell him to come in. He entered the tent and the first thing he saw was a series of maps on the table in the center before he heard Earl's voice from the back of the tent.
"Hey, Dean." Earl said as Dean went to the back of the tent. "Has Sam come back yet?" Dean sighed and shook his head.
"That was kind of what I wanted to talk to you about." Dean said as he took a seat across from Earl. He told Earl about how Sam had been gone for way to long and the phone call he got from him before the line went dead.
Earl stood up when Dean had finished and paced the room. Dean watched him for a moment before Earl finally said anything.
"You know this is not good, Dean." Earl said when he had finally stopped pacing. Dean sighed.
"I know, Earl. But he's my brother, there's got to be something we can do!" Earl looked away and sighed.
"It's not that simple Dean." Earl said as he continued to look away.
"Like hell it's not!" Dean said as he stood up from the table.
"You've got to understand my position, Dean." Now it was Dean's turn to look away. "I've got about 40 women and children to protect here. I can't just jeopardize their safety by going on a fool's errand for one man!" Dean looked him straight in the eye and saw Earl flinch slightly at the intensity of his stare.
"That one man is the only one who knows who's behind this and how to save your sorry asses so you better help me save him or you can fend for yourselves!" Earl sighed and rubbed his temples.
"I'll send Bud and Max with you to check the motel room." Dean smiled slightly.
"Thank you." And with that he walked out of the tent and back to his.
He grabbed his guns from the table and met Bud and Max on the path back to the parking lot. Dean looked them over and noticed they were both heavily armed and Bud looked scared, he couldn't tell if Max was or not.
"So how are we getting to the motel?" Dean asked as the group started down the path. Bud and Max exchanged grins and continued walking. Dean sighed; he didn't like the sound of that.
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