Hey folks. Just wanted to let you know that after this chapter there is only one more chapter to Thunder Rolls but don't panic. The fourth and last story of the Lightning Strikes series is called Demon's Blood and I will be getting up just as soon as I finish this one. Enjoy everyone. Thanks for all the reviews and all the people who've read. I would like to personally thank cruzin4jensen and jendeana because you never fail to review. I also want to thank Jackie because you never fail to send and email. You guys are great. So, without further ado here is the next to the last chapter of Thunder Rolls.

Sheila

Chapter 57

Sam paced back and forth in front of Dean making him very nervous. Was it enough, he thought. Was it enough blood to change Sam back. His questions were answered however when Sam Slammed his head back agains the wall for what felt to Dean to be the millionth time. He had a pounding headache and every time Sam slammed his head it sent sharp pains through it.

Dean grunted what sounded to Sam like his name, but it was hard to make out seeing as how Dean's lips were still sewn shut. Sam smiled at that. He almost wanted to take the stitches out just so he could do it all over again. It looked to Dean that his mouth was going to stay that way for awhile and he wasn't happy about it. He was still trying to figure out how to reach Sam, but he couldn't do it if he couldn't talk. Sam picked up an electric screwdriver and pressed it to Dean's right temple.

Dean began to pant hard and Sam heard his muffled "NO!" and thought how funny it sounded. Sam traced the screwdriver to his neck then over to his right hand and grinned. Dean shook his head pleading for him not to do that to him and then he silently thanked God when he put the screwdriver back down.

Alanya stormed into the room and Sam jumped. Alanya glared at him.

"Why did you jump?" he demanded.

"I don't know uncle," said Sam. Alanya looked at Dean. "Why isn't he hurting yet!" he asked. Sam didn't take his eyes off Alanya. He was very angry and that wasn't good.

"I thought I'd wait for you," said Sam a little nervously. Alanya cocked his head to one side as he looked at Sam.

"Come over here!" he demanded and Sam walked over to Alanya. He grabbed his head and stared deep into Sam's eyes. Sam winced as something came over him. He stared at Alanya, unable to move. Alanya shook his head, rared back and backhanded him, sending him skidding across the floor to land by his brother. Alanya rushed over and jerked him to his feet.

"What have you done?" he asked Sam. Sam shook his head.

"I don't know what you mean uncle," said Sam.

"Did you feed off his blood." asked Alanya menancingly," gesturing toward Dean. "Don't lie to me either!"

"Just a little," said Sam and flinched when Alanya grabbed him and pulled him up nose to nose.

"Didn't my brother tell you not to do that!" asked Alanya. "Didn't he say that you could not feed off human blood?"

"Yes, but he did it. I'm sorry. I won't do it again," said Sam. Alanya let him go.

"See that you don't," he said more calmly. "Know this Sam, When my brother disciplined you it hurt you, but if I do it, it won't compare to the pain you'll feel. Family or no family, I will not tolerate disobedience. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes uncle," said Sam. "I'm sorry." Alanya nodded and looked at Dean. If looks could kill, Alanya would be dead twice over. He turned his attention back to Sam and said, "Why don't you go rest. Me and Dean here need to talk about some things. He glared back at Dean.

"Yes uncle," said Sam and went to sit down. Alanya grabbed a knife and walked over to Dean, who tried to shrink away, but chained up spread eagled like that he didn't get far. Alanya grabbed his face and cut his mouth opened, jerking out the stitches.

"Son of a bitch!" yelled Dean. He winced and glared defiately back at Alanya, then he looked toward his brother, but Alanya grabbed his face in his hands and forced him to look him in the eyes.

"Do you know how angry I am right now," said Alanya. "Do you know how much pain I'm about to cause you?"

"I got a pretty good idea," answered Dean nervously.

"You and your father and your stupid little brother," seethed Alanya looking over at Sam, have been a thorn in my side for long enough. I am sick to death of all of you. Tony, Jack, Bryan and now Brad, I'm going to kill them all. I've already killed the girl."

"What! Why?" yelled Dean. "What did she do to you?"

"Nothing," said Alanya. "She was just there and Brad didnt want to do what I said. Bryan's not a demon anymore, either. He's been set free."

"Thank God," said Dean and Alanya hit him in the stomach. Dean grunted. "I taught them a lesson with Kira," said Alanya and paced back and forth in front of Dean like a caged animal.

"I'm about to teach them another one," said Alanya and patted Dean down removing his cell phone. He scrolled down, and found daddy Winchesters number and hit the green dial button.

John grabbed his phone and answered it.

"I'm here," he said.

"Put Brad on the phone," said Alanya. When John didn't, Alanya screamed.

"Are you deaf! Put him on the phone now!" he yelled and John handed the phone to Brad.

"What? You son of a bitch," said Brad. "What the hell do you want?"

"Bryan. I want Bryan." said Alanya.

"Bryan is free now, you bastard. Kira's blood changed him back. You're not getting him!" said Brad and Alanya cursed.

"I know that you fool. I know he's free. I felt him leave me, but I want him, over here in the next five minutes or I'm going to do something really bad to Dean!" Brad paused and bit his bottom lip nervously.

"NO!" yelled Dean. Brad heard him yell. "Don't send him over here!" Alanya kicked Dean in the stomach and he doubled over in pain as the wind was knocked out of him. He grunted at the imapact of Alanya's foot to his abdomen, and began to cough, spitting up blood. Sam looked at him and shook his head again as a slight memory flashed.

"Wait a minute," said Brad. "What about me?" he said. "You wanted me earlier. Bryan was going to bring me. Take me!" Alanya thought a minute. "Fine," said Alanya. "Get the hell over here. I'll have something waiting when you do?" Alanya hung up the phone and turned on Dean. After an hour Brad still hadn't made it over and Alanya figured they were just stalling, well he'd had enough.

"Looks like they'll need another lesson. Alanya picked up the electric screwdriver and waltzed over to Dean.

"NO!" yelled Dean and swallowed hard when Alanya placed a large screw to his right hand and turned on the screwdriver.

"PLEASE!!!"yelled Dean again in fear. Alanya placed it to the screw and Dean screamed bloody murder as he drove the screw into his hand and into the wall behind it pinning him there. Alanya grinned as Dean began to pant heavily, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, tears springing to his eyes. He picked up a second screw and placed it on his other hand.

"Don't!" said Dean pleading. Alanya looked over at Sam.

"Come here boy," he said and Sam walked over.

"Yes uncle," he said.

"Drive this into his hand." Alanya handed the screwdriver to Sam and held the screw to Dean's left hand. Sam looked up to Dean chained and now pinned to the wall. Another memory flashed and Sam blinked against it.

"Sam please!" said Dean. "Don't! Oh God, don't!" Sam placed the head of the electric screwdriver to the screw that Alanya was holding and turned it on. Dean screamed in agony as Sam screwed his brothers left hand into the wall. Some blood splattered on Sam's hand and he unconsciously licked it off not really paying attention to what he was doing. He staggered backwards and blinked rapidly several times. Flashes of memory shot through his head. Memories of him and this person riding together in a car, laughing together, talking together and fighting together. He shook his head and looked at Dean.

Dean locked eyes with his brother, the pain in his body becoming second place to him. "Sam?" he asked. He had seen what happened. What had taken place when he licked his brothers blood. He saw Sam trying to remember. So did Alanya!