Jackie this one's for you. Hope you enjoy. LOL. You asked for more Dean angst and you got it.

Sheila

Chapter 53

Brad made his way through the hallways of the clinic, checking for any sign of the others. He peered in one room and gasped when he saw a man chained to the wall, arms and legs spread wide. He entered cautiously and looked around. When he didn't see anyone he slowly made his way over to the man. There was no easy way to do it, he thought so he just did what he could. He took a deep breath, and touched Tony's back, shaking him a little. Tony woke up screaming.

"NO!" he yelled.

"Easy," said Brad. "I'm here to help!"

"Who the hell are you?" asked Tony.

"I'm Brad, and I'm a doctor. I'm a friend. Are you okay?" Tony looked into this man's eyes and when he saw they were clear he relaxed, but only a little.

"Yeah," said Tony. "I think so."

"Okay, just hang on. I'm going to get you down." Brad unchained his feet first and then his arms. Tony fell down to the floor, his legs not wanting to hold him up.

"Oh yeah," said Brad. "You're doing just great. I want you to take it easy, while I check you out, okay?" Tony nodded and just laid there while Brad looked into his eyes and at his skin. He knew when he finished the exam that Tony wasn't fine.

"How long have you been without fluids?" he asked.

"Five days, I think," said Tony trying to remember.

"I thought so," replied Brad. "You're very dehydrated. What's your name?"

"Tony," he said weakly.

"Well Tony, you need a hospital, along with your friends in the other room."

"Not..without...the others." said Tony.

"Okay, but I need to move you in there with Jack and John. Can you walk?" asked Brad but Tony shook his head and said, "I don't think so."

"Alright. Come on." said Brad. He got Tony up and pushed him against the wall. Tony was right. His knee's were already beginning to buckle.

"Easy Tony," said Brad again and put him over his shoulder in a fireman's carry. He carried him to the other room. Kira had moved 4 more beds in there to make room for everyone. Brad carried Tony over to one of them and laid him down. Kira took his vital signs.

"He needs IV fluids," said Brad. "He's dehydrated." He went over to get a cup of water and brought it over to Tony. He lifted his head and helped him to drink it. Tony drank hungrily. His mouth was so dry. He wanted to drink it all but he began to cough.

"Not to much all at once," said Brad. "It'll make you sick. That's enough for now. Try to get some rest." Tony nodded, to weak to argue.

"Watch out for Bryan," said Tony. "He's changed."

"What do you mean," asked Brad but Tony had already fallen asleep. Brad shook his head. "How are the others," he asked Kira.

"Okay for now," she said. "I'll start an IV on Tony and get him started on some fluids." She walked over to get the supplies she needed.

"Okay, but I'm going to stick around here for awhile," said Brad.

"There's three more people missing Brad. Sam, Dean and Bryan.."

"I know and I'll get them, but I want to make sure that these three are okay, plus I need to know what we're dealing with."

"You called that demon by name Brad, where did you know him from," asked Kira.

"We've met before. He almost killed me. He's going to come after me again because I made him leave John. I want you to get out of here," said Brad. "We need to get these three to a hospital and come back for the others."

"I'm not leaving anybody behind," said Kira, "you can forget it."

"Kira this demon is bad news," said Brad trying to reason with her. He had forgotten just how hard headed she could be.

"Most demons are," said Kira.

"Not like this one. His name means destroyer. That's what he does. He don't mind who he hurts and he don't like to be defied. I don't want him to hurt you," said Brad.

"I'm staying," said Kira. "You're going to need some help." She had her mind made up, and she was right. Brad couldn't do this alone. Reluctantly he nodded his head.

"Ok," he said, " but we need to prepare the room."

"Already done," said Kira pointing her finger. She had placed salt over the threshold of the door and over each window sill. Alanya couldn't pass through. They should be safe or else she hoped they would. Brad smiled.

"You did good," he said.

"I had a good teacher," said Kira.

Dean stared at his baby brother in shock. Sam no longer had that innocent face that was him, now it was hard, cold, and mean. Dean wasn't thinking about how much trouble he was in. He wasn't thinking about how he was now in the room, alone, with three, demons, all he could do was think about his brother, and Bryan, and how to get them out of there. He was furious and scared all rolled into one. Sam approached Dean on one side, and Bryan on the other, waiting for directions from their father. Dean looked from one to the other and then back again. Lothos stood in front of him tall and arrogant. It made Dean madder than hell.

"What the hell did you do to my brother! What the hell did you do to Bryan!" yelled Dean, not caring at all if he was about to piss Lothos off again. "How could you do that, you son of a bitch!" Dean couldn't believe what he was seeing. He could not comprehend the fact that both Bryan and Sam were demons and called Lothos father. He tried desperately to reach his brother.

"Sam please!" said Dean. Sam knealt down and got in his face. "Don't call my father names, Dean." he warned. "It'll be the last thing that you ever do. Do I make myself clear?" Sam slapped Dean hard across the face. Dean just stared at his brother. "How can I reach you Sammy, if you're not even there anymore?" Dean was scared to death. He didn't know what to do for his brother. Still he decided that he would keep on trying.

"Sam listen to me," said Dean. "I'll make you better. I'll give you a transfusion myself. I'll get you back, I mean it. You hear me Lothos, I'll get my brother back." He looked back at Sam and said. "You'll be okay. I promise." Sam answered by hitting him again.

"Stop hitting me!" yelled Dean angrily. Bryan came up on his other side and held Dean's head while Sam just hit him over and over. When Sam got through he was dazed, but still consious. Bryan released Dean's head and swiped a thumb across the blood on his face while Sam just glared. He was about to lick it off when Lothos grabbed his hand and wiped off the blood. Bryan was shocked. He wanted food. He needed food.

"Let us feed father," said Bryan.

"What!" yelled Dean.

"What the hell do you mean, feed. NO WAY!!! FORGET IT!!!! IT'S NOT GOING TO HAPPEN!!!!!!!!!!." yelled Dean.

"You can't my sons. You can't feed on him because you can't taste human blood. If you do, it will take you away from me." Dean looked at Lothos. He just gave him and idea. He had to wait until the time was right, and then he would do what he had planned. Lothos took a knife and cut his wrist and offered it to his two sons. They each fed off their father hungrily. When they finished they felt so alive. It just made Dean sick.

"Stop it Sam!" he said. "That's sick. You're drinking blood man, have you lost your mind. Bryan don't do this. How do I reach you!" he cried out. He had never felt so helpless in his life. When they were possessed, at least the person is still in there, but not now. Bryan and Sam were totally changed and Dean didn't know what to do.. Lothos, Sam and Dean left the room to go check on everyone else. They left Dean alone promising him that they'd be back soon. As soon as they left Dean began to struggle frantically to get away. He pulled and tugged and was almost loose.

"Shit!" he said and pulled some more.

"Hey!" said Sam as he came back into the room. Dean's head shot up as he looked at his brother. He was finally able to get free and stood up. Sam approached him angrily. Dean backed up, hands up.

"Sam look!" said Dean backing up some more. Sam barreled over toward him, furious that his captive would defy him this way.

"Shut Up!" yelled Sam. Dean prepared himself. He was about to jump Sam, tie him down, and give him his blood, but Sam had other idea's. Dean looked right in Sam's eyes and said, "You can't have my brother, you bastard. Lothos can't have you Sam. I won't let him. He's not your father man. He's evil. I'm going to get you back. You hear me you son of a bitch. I'LL GET MY BROTHER BACK!!!!" Sam glared at Dean and Dean lunged for his brother. Sam threw him back with his mind and sent him crashing into the wall!

"Oh shit!" said Dean and looked up at his baby brother, dazed.

"Where the hell did that come from!" yelled Dean. Sam didn't answer. Dean gasped when he was picked up off the ground and hurled all the way across the room to crash into the other wall. He hit hard and the blow knocked the breath out of him. He couldn't move for a few minutes. After a bit though, Dean struggled to his feet to face his brother. Sam placed his hand around his throat and picked him up again sending him crashing for the third time.

"Son of a bitch!" yelled Dean but decided he might need to stay where he was. Sam walked over and glared down at his brother prepared to throw him yet again. If he did, Dean had no doubt he'd break something, so he threw his hands up, palms out.

"Okay Sam, Okay!" Sam jerked him to his feet, and forced him to lie down on a bed, on his stomach. He ripped Dean's shirt off and tied his arms and legs down spread eagled and waited for Lothos and his brother Bryan to come back. Dean winced. He felt blood run down the side of his head, the pain in it increasing with every move.

"Sam please, " said Dean weakly. He didn't know how he was going to get Sam back. He didn't know how he would get his brother out of this. He didn't know what to do. Dean was scared. Sam had always been afraid of his powers, as a human but now it seemed to Dean like he embraced them and was going to continue to use them against him.

"Sam!" yelled Dean. Sam walked over and pressed Dean's head down to the mattress and said, "I want you to shut up Dean. Don't talk to me! Do you understand me!"

"Sam please!" yelled Dean but Sam hit him hard in the back of the head causing him to see stars.

"DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!!!!!" he yelled.

"Okay Sam. I understand," said Dean and shut his mouth. Bryan and Lothos came back into the room, and walked over to where Dean was tied.

"You know what," said Lothos angrily.

"You're friends have gotten away. Your father is now free of my brother and they have barricaded themselves in a room and circled it with salt.

"Thank God!" said Dean, and grunted when Lothos hit him hard in the back.

"You won't. You won't get away. He leaned down to Dean's ear and said,

"You're going to die Dean. You know that? When we get through with you, you're going to die. You're brother is going to kill you."

"No way." said Dean. "That is not Sammy. He has been changed. Sam is not doing this to me. Bryan is not doing this to me. You and your damn brother are the ones that's doing this. I will not blame Sam or Bryan because they can't help it."

"Who are you going to blame then," asked Alanya as he came into the room.

"Shit!" said Dean. "You! Not them. Never them! I blame you!"

"You're a fool, Dean, do you know that? You have 4 demons in here all circling you and you still want to be a smart ass! Just want you to know that since I no longer have John, and I can't get in that room, I guess I'm just going to have to play with you. Oh Dean we're going to have so much fun."

"Yeah," said Dean sarcastically. I can't wait.