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Chapter 5

"Tony, Jack," yelled Bryan banging on the door. He had come up to get a couple of beers and had no idea what was going on inside the house.

"Open the door. I'm thirsty," said Bryan. This caused something to snap inside Jack, because that's what Lothos always said. He ran up and grabbed Tony around the throat and placed a finger to his own lips, telling Tony to keep quiet.

"Jack," yelled Bryan. "Open the damn door." He shook the the knob. He knew they were both inside and alarm bells started to go off in his head.

"Tony," yelled Bryan. "You ok? Open the door!" Jack glared at Tony, warning him not to say a word. Tony bit his bottom lip nervously but kept quiet.

"Jack," yelled Bryan again. "What's wrong?" Bryan shook the knob again. Jack kept Tony pinned to the wall and picked up the machine gun that they had gotten from one of the men a couple of months ago.

"Open the door Jack or I'll kick it in," yelled Bryan. "What the hell's going on?" Bryan knew something was wrong and the alarm bells started screaming in his head. He knew he should probably go get the others, but he had a feeling that he wouldn't have time.

"JACK!!" He heard footsteps and backed up a little. He heard the lock being turned. The door opened by itself and Bryan took out his weapon and slowly entered the house. He walked into the living room and froze when he saw Tony pinned to the wall.

"Tony," cried Bryan running over. "Are you ok?"

Tony took a deep breathe. "You just had to say you were thirsty didn't you?"

"What? Are you ok? Where's Jack?" said Bryan. Tony shook his head.

"I'm right here," said Jack and Bryan felt the gun at his head.

"Jack what's going on," asked Bryan.

"Drop the gun," said Jack. When Bryan kept holding it, Jack pressed his gun harder into Bryan's head.

"DROP IT!!!" yelled Jack.

"Ok!" said Bryan, "just take it easy!" He dropped the gun and Jack spun him around.

"What's going on," said Bryan again.

"Who are you," asked Jack. "Who is he," he said gesturing toward Tony. Bryan looked into Jack's eyes and saw that he had no recognition of either one of them . He shook his head. "I'm Bryan Jack. That's Tony. We're your friends man." Jack shook his head.

"No your not. You said you were thirsty."

"I meant beers Jack," said Bryan. "We went out on the pier so you could rest. I was thirsty and I came back up to get something to drink. When did the collector get a hold of you again? You've been right here with us. Did you dream again? Is that it? Did Alanya take you back to where he is?"

"Shut up," said Jack grabbing his head.

"Jack, we're your friends. Come on. Let us help you," said Bryan gently.

"Shut the hell up," yelled Jack and pushed Bryan back with the machine gun.

"Sit down," said Jack.

"Ok. Ok Jack, but please let Tony go, ok? We won't try to get away. I promise. We want to help." Jack looked at Bryan and Bryan thought he saw a memory flash across his face. Jack released Tony and he fell in Bryan's arms.

"You ok," Bryan asked his partner. Tony nodded.

"Yeah," he said.

"Sit down!" yelled Jack and both Tony and Bryan sat down like they were told. Jack rubbed his head again and looked at Bryan. "Who are you talking about?"

"What," asked Bryan not understanding the question.

"Who is at the pier? You said that you all went to the pier so I could rest and you were thirsty so you came back up to get drinks. Who are they," asked Jack. Bryan was trying to figure out if he should tell him or not then decided he'd be honest.

"John, Dean and Sam," said Bryan.

"Who are they," asked Jack.

"They're all your friends Jack. Nobody here wants to hurt you." Jack got dizzzy and leaned against the wall to keep from falling down.

"Jack listen to me. We're your friends. Please let us help you. Think. You know who we are. Focus Jack. Look at us," said Tony and Jack shook his head. Tony attempted to get up and walk over to him, but he was pushed back down in his seat. Jack grabbed his head.

"Ok, so now what are we going to do," asked Bryan cautiously. Jack walked over and pulled Bryan to his feet. He turned him around, searched him, removing the cuffs. He pushed him back down. He got Tony and did the same. He shoved Tony back down and swaying again, he grabbed the wall.

"Jack," said Dean. Jack spun around and pointed the machine gun at him. "Don't move," he yelled.

"I won't ok? I'll stay right here, but you don't want to hurt anybody. This is not you Jack." He walked over to Dean who raised his hands. "Jack, if you think, you'll remember. We're your friends. Nobody here wants to hurt you."

Jack shook his head and backed up. He took the safety off the gun and pointed it right at Dean's head. "Who are you," said Jack. He was having a hard time staying on his feet. "What the hell have you done to me?"

"Nothing Jack. I'm Dean. I'm your friend. We didn't do this to you. The soul collector did. Please put the gun down." Jack backed up some more and John came up behind him and grabbed him.

"NO!" yelled Jack beginning to struggle. Dean ran up and got the gun away from him. "Easy Jack. Easy!" said Dean, but he threw Dean back across the room. He landed hard on his back, and the gun flew from his hands. John hit him in the head, knocking him out. Jack fell unconscious at John's feet. Tony and Bryan ran over to check on him as Dean got to his feet and also came over.

"He's not a bad guy dad." he said.

"I know that Dean. Is he ok," said John.

"Yeah," said Bryan. "You just knocked him out." They picked him up and even though they didn't want to, they cuffed him to the chair, just in case he was still under the soul collectors control when he woke up. John looked around. "Where's your brother," he asked Dean.

"I don't know," said Dean. "I'll go find him." He walked back down to the pier. Sam was unconscious at the bottom of the stairs.

"SAM!" yelled Dean and ran down to him, knealing by his brother. "Hey, you ok?" Dean shook his brother but didn't get a response. "Sammy," he said. "Not you to Sam." Dean picked him up and carried him back to the house. "You're going to be ok, Sammy. So is Jack." He carried him inside and laid him down on the couch.

"SAMMY!" said John running over to his son. He shook him but Sam wouldn't wake up. They had no idea that he was back with Alanya.