Ok. I think I like this chapter a little bit more than the last. Hope you all are still with me. Here you go. Enjoy.

Sheila

Chapter 17

The first thing that Jack saw when he entered the attic was Dean chained to a pole. The second thing he saw scared him.

"Tony!" he said and ran over to kneal down by his friend. Sam shook his head. Dean saw it but then focused his attention back to Tony.

Jack quickly assessed him. He was very pale and his pulse was weak and thready. He looked at Dean. "What happened to him?"

"Lothos put him in some razor blade handcuffs. Every time he lowered his arms they would slice him. How is he?"

"Well, most to the cuts will heal up ok, but there's about 5 that are pretty deep and needs stiches." Tony had blood all over him that had dried and caked over. He went over to a sink and filled a pan with water and came back over to clean him up as best he could so he could see the wounds better. "What I'm worried about is the blood loss Dean. He's lost a lot of blood. He should be ok as long as he don't go into shock. His body will make more blood cells, but he don't need to bleed out anymore. We're going to need to watch him." Jack finished cleaning him up and had to admit that he did look a little better. "We need to keep an eye on him."

"Yeah I know," said Dean. "Now for the other problem." He looked at his brother. He had the dazed look again. Jack also noticed.

"Sam," he said rising up to go over to him. "Be careful Jack. I don't know what he's going to do." Jack nodded. He approached him slowly, hands up. "You ok?" Sam looked at Jack and he didn't see any recognition at all on the younger Winchesters face. He took another step toward Sam and Sam stepped back . Jack looked at Dean.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"He's messing with his head Jack. I don't know what to expect. One minute he's trying to hurt himself and the next he wants to hurt me. It's like Lothos has him on some psychological roller coaster ride. Lothos is no longer in his body, he's in his head. I think he has been for awhile. He's acting the same as he did when we first encountered him. He's getting worse Jack. I don't know what he's going to do next." said Dean. "I don't know what to do."

Jack turned back to Sam.

"Sam," he said gently. "Can I come over to you? I want to check you out." Sam shook his head. "Stay away," he said.

"I need to check you out Sam. I'm not going to hurt you. Ok?" He took a step and then another one. Sam removed a gun from his pocket and pointed it at Jack. He stopped walking and kept his hands where Sam could see them.

"Sam I'm not the bad guy. I want to help you. I need for you to give me the keys to the cuffs, so I can let your brother go." Sam looked at Dean.

"Dean?" he asked in a childs voice. Jack looked at Dean and raised his eyebrows, then turned his attention back.

"Yes Sam, Dean. He's tied up and I need to let him go. You have the keys in your pocket. Will you give them to me?" Jack took a step again. Sam cocked the gun, then did something that Jack didn't expect. He placed it to his own head. Jack swallowed hard and stopped.

"Sam, why do you want to do that?" asked Jack. "Put the gun down."

"Dean told me to," said Sam. Jack looked at Dean who shook his head. "That's what I'm talking about," he said.

"Sam, Dean does not want you to hurt yourself, Ok?" He took another step. Sam stepped back again. "Don't come any closer." Jack stopped again.

"Sam," said Dean. Sam turned toward his brother. "Let me go. We've already been through this once. I don't want to hurt you. I want to help you."

"Dean said I was bad," said Sam in the same childlike voice.

"No I didn't Sam. I'm Dean. You're not bad. Put the gun down. You're suppose to listen to me. Right?" Sam nodded. "You're my big brother. Dad said you would keep me safe, but you want to hurt me."

"No I don't. That's not me. I'm not talking in your head Sam. I'm right here. I want you to put the gun down and come over here and take these cuffs off. Can you do that?" Sam nodded and lowered the gun but didn't put it down. He walked over and uncuffed Dean and then stepped back. Dean grabbed his arm and took the gun away from him.

Jack walked over, but when he lifted a hand to touch him Sam flinched and shoved him away.

"Don't touch me!" he said.

"Sam," said Dean grabbing his shoulders and turning him to face him. "That's Jack. He's your friend. He wants to help you, let him check you out, but Sam pushed Dean away to.

"Sam come on!" said Dean getting frustrated. Sam winced and Dean was sorry he yelled.

"Dean said I needed to die," said Sam in his own voice.

"Don't start that again Sam. I'm Dean. I did not say that to you. Lothos is talking in your head Sam, he's doing this to you. He's the one that wants you to hurt yourself. You need to fight him." Sam looked at his brother.

"Dean," he said, coming around to himself.

"Yeah," said Dean, "I'm Dean. I don't want to hurt you. I don't want you to hurt yourself either. Please let Jack help." Sam looked at Jack and nodded. Jack walked up and lifted his head to look in his eyes. Sam's pupil were dilated. Jack saw a flashlight on the table and went to pick it up.

"Sam I need to shine this light in your eyes ok? I need to see what will happen. It will only be for a minute I promise." Sam nodded. Jack shone it in his eyes but Sam screamed and grabbed his head, shoving Jack back.

"NO! Don't! It hurts!" yelled Sam.

"Sam!" said Dean grabbing him. "What's wrong?"

"The light hurts! Don't do that again!" said Sam and Jack knew what was wrong.

"Son of a bitch," he said.

"What?" asked Dean nervously. "What's wrong with him?"

"Lothos is using mind control on Sam," said Jack.

"WHAT!" said Dean, not believing it.

"Somehow Lothos is brainwashing him," replied Jack.

"How? I know he's controling him, but brainwashing?" said Dean looking at his brother.

"Has he been back in Alanya's light?" asked Jack.

"Not that I know of?" answered Dean.

"Has he left here at all?" asked Jack.

"Yeah, about 3 times," said Dean as realization hit him like a ton of bricks.

"Has he had anything to eat or drink?" asked Jack.

"Just water. Nothing to eat."

"Did you have any?" asked Jack.

"NO," said Dean not liking where this was going at all.

Jack walked over and grabbed a bottled water off the table and unscrewed the cap. He smelled it and jerked it away.

"What?" said Dean, his stomach turning.

"He's drugging him," said Jack.

"What! Why?" asked Dean.

"To brainwash him. To convince him that Lothos is you," said Jack.