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*First off, my apologies for the late update!My job has me working 6 days a week!Im exhausted!*

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*ATTN:The reasons I have not been updating, now goes beyond me working a lot.I found out a few months ago that I am pregnant!My third child!It is indeed a happy occasion.We now have two boys, and I am currently pregnant with a girl!Leia Amethyst is due Oct. 1st!As many of you know, pregnancy brings sickness, which Ive been having a lot of.Plus with my 4 year old and soon to be 2 year old, I'm exhausted.So instead of writing, I get sleep.Of course. Haha.

Now on a sad note, my best friend from work who was only 17, took her own life June 7thof this year. (2017).My boss called me up, and delivered the horrible news the morning of.I talked to her family (Mother, father, younger brother) and they said there were no warning signs that she was going to take her own life.I have obviously been distressed about this, since it hasn't even been a month yet.Since her death, The panic attacks have tripled, and I have been concentrating on my kids, as well as NOT going into pre-mature labor at 6 ½ months from the stress.I blamed myself a lot, thinking I could have been there for her more, but I do realize that if she wanted help that she would have reached out to me.May I say that he her parents did inform me, that this was from an ongoing bullying issue at her school.They think that's what made her snap.Can everyone please keep me and my friend's family in their thoughts.I never believed more in Jared's AKF campaign and Jensen's 'You are not alone' campaign then I do now.

So as everyone can see, my plate has been full.I do wish to finish this story, as well as "Hunters and Heros" before my due date.

I also plan on the next chapter to be the last.

Enjoy!

Everyone met in the motel room Dean and Bobby shared. They were mostly quiet, looking over the blue prints Dean had laid out on one of the motel room beds. They all knew now more than ever not to second guess Dean or his mission. Any and all questions were to be directed to Bobby, and he was to take care of them. They all understood Dean's mission was to find Sam and rescue him, while everyone else was to take out the monsters in the White House. Sure Dean would love nothing more than too kill Roman himself, but he had to get Sam to safety first. Once he was safe, he could worry about everything else.

The plan was going to be simple.

They knew not to long after the terrorist attack, that everyone left the hospital, and left for the White House. They had a tale on the limos. The guy was amazing at keeping himself out of sight, yet keeping up with where they were going. He staked out the place, and even managed to somehow kidnap a leviathan. Dean had no idea how he managed it, but he was glad that he did. They didn't get a lot of information out of him, but after cutting off the head and holding it over a raging river, they did manage to get where Sam's room was going to be located, as well as hidden hide outs and tunnels that Roman could hide during an attack. They were lucky to get that much out of him, before throwing the bag holding the head into the raging river. Once they got back to the motel, they checked, and double checked the blue prints, and even was able to find 'underground' blueprints, which matched exactly where the leviathan head said all the hidden tunnels and rooms would be. Dean learned not all Leviathans were so keen on Roman's plan, and would much rather see the monster dead than a world leader.

Now that they had bullets made of every kind 'monster killing' substance they could think of, they memorized the maps, had silver, iron, and 'blessed' daggers on their bodies. They made sure to have handmade bombs, as well as five huge TNT bombs, that are to be strategically placed and set off at exactly the right time.

They all had to have gone over the plan a hundred times before Dean decided it was time to head out. Not one hunter slept the night before, as they were all getting ready to head out, and attack the White House.

Dean's mission was personal, and he swore he was not going to fail. With fierce determination, they got into their respective cars, and headed out.

~*SPN*~

Sam had a slight concussion from the whole terrorist incident, not to mention some cuts and bruises, but other than that, he's been through worse.

Currently he was being guided through the one of the grand hallways of the White House. If he wasn't being held captive, he would have been fascinated by the history and architecture. Unfortunately for Sam, he was currently being guided down a hallway by his bodyguard, wearing nothing but a white t-shirt and jeans. They gave him a jacket and shoes after leaving the hospital, but once they got into the bullet proof limo, they took those away.

Now he's walking with this giant Leviathan, who seemed to really enjoy causing Sam pain when given the opportunity. So right now with his head still throbbing, while the various cuts and bruises he received during the random terrorist attack still ached, he made sure not to make any sudden movements. The last thing he wanted right now was more of a headache then he already had.

Finally they got to his room, which he was surprised was in fact an actual room. It was spacious, with nice big windows. Of course those windows were already hidden by the dark navy blue curtains cascading down them. The only source of light was a single light bulb on the high ceiling.

He also noticed a bed against the far wall, furthest from the giant window. It was simple, just a mattress. And embedded on the wall next to the bed, was a metal ring. Attached to the metal ring, was a thick chain. He already knew what that was going to be used for.

Right away he was shoved into the room. He lost his footing and went tumbling towards the bed, but managed to catch himself. He stared daggers at his captor.

"Get on the bed." The Leviathans voice was always so deep, so demanding. It was something you here from a nightmare. And no matter how brave of a face he put on in front of his captors, he knew his expressive eyes gave away his fear every damn time.

Knowing there was no way too escape, he swallowed his pride, and slowly made his way to the bed. He sat down, defeated.

The leviathan put a wide smile on his face, and made his way over to where Sam sat on the bed. He took great pride in knowing he had such power over this so called 'famous' hunter. Not only that, but Dick promised him that he was the one to kill Sam when the time finally came.

Sam saw the smile on his captors face as he neared the bed. Sam wanted to make himself as small as possible, yet at the same time punch this monster right in the jaw. He hated himself for feeling this scared, but for right now? He was alone.

The leviathan pulled a thick heavy duty padlock out of his pocket. He kneeled down by Sam's feet, and reached for the end of the chain. He was about to wrap it around Sam's ankle, when he had a better idea. He smiled as his hand holding the chain made its way up to Sam's face. He took in the horror on Sam's face, as he started putting the chain around his neck.

Sam froze the second he knew what the monster was going to do. He hated knowing that fighting back wasn't an option. He closed his eyes, and tightened up every muscle, as the Leviathan wrapped the thick chain once around Sam's neck.

'Why do they always go for my neck?!' Sam thought.

The leviathan tightened it enough so there was no way Sam could wiggle out of it, and put the thick padlock in place. Sam flinched at the sound of the lock clicking into place. He opened his eyes and looked at the monster, this time full of hate. Satisfied, his captor stood up, and was walking backwards away from Sam, satisfied with how the hunter looked in the chains.

"There's a bathroom just off to the side. You can reach it with the chain. Don't even think for a minute there's anything in there that you can use to escape with."

The leviathan turned around and started walking towards the door. Before he closed it, he made to add a smile in Sam's direction.

The second Sam heard his heavy wooden door close he struggled with the chain around his neck. His hands made their way to where the heavy padlock sat. He knew pulling at the chain was going to cause angry red marks and just more bruising, but all his pent up anger and frustration was getting the better of him.

Sam accidently pulled the chain in the wrong direction, and it pulled at his Adam's apple, making him scream in pain. He decided to give up his struggles for that moment, for he was having trouble swallowing. For the moment he decided to concentrate on evening out his breathing. A panic attack wasn't going to help him right now. Instead he closed his eyes, pulled his legs up to his chest, rested his head against the wall, and kept taking breaths. He had to be logical, and try to think of a way to get out of this mess, or wish harder about Dean coming to the rescue.

*The next chapter is the final one. It will have more Roman interacting with Sam, then of course the huge rescue! Now since the next chapter is the last, it will be the longest.*