Chapter 23

John, after what seemed like an eternity, was finally able to free himself. He jumped up and ran over to Bryan.

"Hey, how ya doing," he asked. Bryan looked up at him.

"I'm ok. My arm is just dealing me fits," he said.

"You'll be ok," said John getting the cuff off Bryan's good arm. He grabbed the small sheet that had been used for a sling and made him another one. Bryan winced as John took his broken arm and fitted it into the sling.

"Better," asked John. Bryan nodded. "Yeah thanks. I appreciate it. How are you?"

"I'm ok, " said John. "I'm hurting all over but I'll be fine."

"I think I heard somebody scream," said Bryan. "I wonder what's happening?"

"Yeah, I heard it to," replied John. "It sounded close. It wasn't Sam or Dean. Lothos said Tony was hurt, so it must be Jack. We've got to get them out of here. I don't know for sure, but I've got a bad feeling that they're all hurt pretty bad."

"Yeah, me to, but how are we going to do that John. I'm not going to be much help right now and you can't fight Alanya and Lothos physically anyway. You'll just get hurt. Jack's really the only one that can fight them," said Bryan looking at John's face. There was no anger there for Jack at all and Bryan was glad.

"I'm sorry," said Bryan.

"For what," asked John walking over to check the door. When Bryan didn't answer he looked back. "Bryan," he said. "What are you sorry for?"

"I thought Sam and Dean told you about Jack," said Bryan.

"No, they didn't tell me that, but I believe him. I know that Alanya's not his old man." Bryan nodded.

"He really is a good man John," said Bryan still feeling that he had to convince the older man.

"I have no doubts about it Bryan, not after what happened in here. Him fighting for us like that kinda made me like him." John grinned and Bryan grinned back.

"We've got to get them out of here," repeated John.

"How?" asked Bryan.

"Well there is things you can do to slow them down. You can't stop them, but it could give us some time. What we need to do is to get everybody together in here. Tony, Dean, Sam and Jack. There's not a whole lot we can do when everybody is scattered all over the house," said John.

"How are we going to do that?" asked Bryan feeling hopeless. John looked at him and said, sighing, "I have no idea, but once we do we can use this." John pulled a small salt shaker out of his pocket and Bryan snorted. "You have a salt shaker in your pocket? I can hardly believe it." John grinned.

"I grabbed it, right before they grabbed us," he said and Bryan nodded.

"Of course you did," he said matter of factly.

"I also have this," said John taking out a flask.

"Whiskey?" asked Bryan.

John shook his head. "Holy water." He also took a couple of crosses out of his pocket, and Bryan just shook his head. "Got a beer in there," he asked and winced. John saw that Bryan was hurting bad and was sorry for him.

"No, but I have a couple of asprin," he said taking them out and handing them to Bryan.

"Thanks," said Bryan. John looked around for some water and found a bottle of it on the table. He handed it to Bryan who opened it and put it to his lips to drink. "Smells funny," said Bryan. John smelled it to.

"Yeah it does. Want me to try to find another one?"

"Nah," said Bryan and took the asprin. He downed the water in one gulp. After a few minutes he shook his head to clear his mind. He groaned and John looked at him, concerned.

"What?" he asked walking over to Bryan.

"God," said Bryan placing his head in his hand. He began to hurt all over.

"No," he said groaning again.

"What is it Bryan," asked John his worry increasing. Bryan stood up and walked around, trying to shake off the feeling, but it was getting worse.

"Bryan!" said John, now scared. "What the hell is wrong?"

"They drugged the water John," said Bryan. "The son of a bitch drugged the damn water." He swayed and John ran over to him, holding him up. "My insides are on fire. I can't see straight and I'm very dizzy." Bryan staggered.

"No," said John and Bryan fell. John caught him and carried him back to the bed. Bryan was unconscious instantly.

"Shit!" said John feeling for a pulse. He got one, so he covered him up and went to pick up the bottle, smelling the contents to try to decide what was in it. It smelled liked sulfur and John didn't like that at all. "Why didn't I recognize the smell before I gave it to him to drink," he thought.

"Terrific," he said in disgust. He looked down at Bryan and made sure to keep him warm. He wasn't entirely sure but he had a feeling that the drug was the one that people used when they were trying to brainwash somebody. It makes them very susceptible to mind control. He'd smelled it before on a job he'd been working. It had a strong odor and a distinctive one, but what John didn't like was that it was also a very powerful one, almost impossible to break free of. He knew that he was going to have to watch Bryan close now, because apparently they had left it in there for them on purpose. John knew that they had something up their sleeves.. He'd just have to wait until Bryan woke up, he thought, to see what would happen. He had a feeling that whatever they had planned though, couldn't be good.

Bryan groaned and opened his eyes. John knealt down. "Bryan," he said. Bryan looked at him. "What's happening to me John? I feel so funny. I feel strange," he said.

"Just rest Bryan. " That's what he was afraid of. The drug was beginning to work it's way through his system. John shook his head. He took the handcuff's and handcuffed Bryan's good arm back to the bed. Bryan stared up at him in shock.

"What...are...you...doing?" he asked, the drug spreading rapidly.

"I'm sorry Bryan. It's just for now. You've been drugged. I've got a feeling what the drug is and this is just a precaution."

"Precaution...for ...what?" asked Bryan. "Take these cuff's off," he said but passed out again.

"I will soon Bryan," said John to his unconscious form. "Just hang on son." He could kick himself for not recognizing the smell before he let him drink the water. Bryan had been drugged and it was John's fault. "I'm not going to let anything happen to you," he said, even though Bryan couldn't hear him right now. "I'm sorry, but I swear you're your going to be ok."