Supernatural

Things I'd Do For You

AN: Yeah, it took longer than usual. I was suppose to update yesterday but noooo... I had to go babysitting. Didn't even get any choice. But hey, better late than never, right? So here's the next chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural

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Chapter eight

"Okay, uh... So I guess we can drop the theory of traps..." Dean said. The water was rising quickly and the boys didn't have any idea of what to do next.

"I guess so. How are we suppose to get out of here?" Sam asked.

"Duh! By opening the door, you stupid!" Dean answered. sarcastically.

"Wow. Thanks Dean. So tell me: how do we open the door?" Sam asked.

"Well..." Dean said and went to the door. He tried to push it and the pull and then he tried to do them both at the same time but the door remained closed. "Huh. Aren't you a bitch. But trust me, when I do get you open, I'm gonna find an axe and make you into firewood."

"Would you cut the crap, Dean! We need to get out of here!" The water had reached his ankles which made it hard to walk.

"Thanks, Mr. Obvious. I don't feel like drowning either so now would be a really great time for a great idea. You have any, Sammy?"

"It's..." Sam started but stopped before he said 'Sammy'. It didn't really matter right now. "No, I don't", he said instead. "But there has to be a way to open this door. The queen said there was and she wants us to get out of here. She wants us alive."

"Well then... Hey! You people out there? Care to open this door?" Dean yelled through it. Sam shook his head, not at all amused. He looked around once again as if he was hoping to see a key hanging on some of the walls. But there was no key and now that Sam thought about it, he hadn't seen a key hole in the door either. He turned to look at it more carefully. Suddenly he noticed writing on it. It was hard to make anything out of it, but it was there.

"Hey, did you see this?" Sam asked and touched the letters.

"No. What does it say?" Dean said.

"Uh... 'hguorht ti ekam cinap fo epats a ni lufecaep traeh rieht ekam nac taht seno ehT. Long live the queen...'" Sam read.

"What the hell? What does that mean?" Dean asked.

"I've got absolutely no idea", Sam replied as he looked at the text. It didn't look Latin or any other foreign language but then again, Sam didn't know them all.

"Could this situation get any worse?" Dean mumbled. As soon as the words left his mouth the hole got bigger and the water came in even faster. "Oh. Great. Son of a bitch!" Dean yelled in frustration.

"It's obviously trying to give us some kind of hint of how to get out of here", Sam said, more to himself. The water reached his waist so fast he wondered if there was something supernatural in it.

"You think you can make it out?" Dean asked.

"You're not gonna even try?" Sam asked back.

"I leave it up to you, College Boy. I try to look for more simple way, you know, in case the text doesn't mean anything", Dean answered. He was doubting his own words but he wasn't taking any chances. Not when Sam was with him.

Sam turned his attention fully on the floor. He was in hurry cuz the once the water covered the words, it would be even harder to read them, not to mention getting anything out of them. "Think, Sammy..." he told to himself. He read the words over and over again but just they just didn't make any sense.

"Any faster, Sammy? I'm losing my touch with the floor", Dean informed. Sam nodded, not looking at Dean. He was using everything he had in his brains. Hidden words? An Anagram? A code? Backwards? Backwards!

"The ones that can make their heart peaceful in a stape of panic make it through... Dean, we have to calm down!" Sam yelled just before his toes lost the touch with the floor, too.

"Calm down?! Are you freaking kidding me?!" Dean yelled back.

"I made out the words, Dean. It says that ones who can make their heart peaceful in a stape of panic make it through. So we have to calm down and then try the door!" Sam said.

"I wasn't panicking when I first tried it, why would it work now?" Dean asked, eyeing the ceiling. It was still quite far away but Dean didn't like the fact they were reaching it at all.

"We have to make our hearts peaceful. It's not the same as the mind", Sam said. He was trying his best to take his own advice but wasn't being successful.

"Oh for Heaven's sake..." Dean groaned. What Sam had just said sounded like a major girl thing. Make his heart peaceful? Hell, last time it had been peaceful was when he was like five.

"Oh, no..." Sam suddenly said.

"What?" Dean asked. 'God, the queen is smart!' he thought as his heart started to race when Sam winced in pain. The it hit him. "Oh no... Not now, Sam! Don't tell me you're having a..." Dean didn't even get to finish his question when Sam grabbed his head with his both hands. He stopped kicking the water and sank under the surface. "SAM!" Dean screamed. He swam to his brother, took a hold of his arm and pulled him back up. "Sam, you gotta keep swimming, k? The vision will be over soon, I promise, but please, keep swimming."

"Dean..." Sam whispered, pain edging his voice. The vision was starting to fade away and he started to kick the water. "Dean we... have to calm down..."

"Yeah... Calm down. Right", Dean said. Even if Sam was swimming on his own now, Dean didn't make any effort to let go of him.

"You have to try, Dean", Sam said. Dean looked at him. He was pale, maybe still in pain, and putting all of his faith in his big brother. Dean took a deep breath and let go of Sam.

"Stay beyond the surface, okay? I'll go open the door." And without saying anything else, he dove. 'Calm down, calm down. Make your heart calm down. For Sammy... Do it for Sammy.' Dean went to the door and pushed. Nothing. 'Son of a... no! Something... So close no matter how far...'

If Dean's hear was racing, it started to slow down as soon as the words of Metallica's Nothing Else Matters came to his mind. He kept repeating them to himself, thinking about the times when they had been kids... thinking about everything he remembered about the time his mother had been alive... her touch, her voice. Thinking about his father telling him not to be scared... Thinking about Sam's laugh when he was really, truly, happy.

Dean pushed the door again and this time it did open up. The water stopped rising and instead the surface started to get lower as the water went through the doorway, taking Dean and Sam with it. It disappeared into holes of the corners of the next room, leaving the boys lying on the floor, wet and exhausted.

"You okay?" Dean heard Sam's breathless voice asking.

"Super. You?" Dean said.

"I'm fine..." Sam answered. Dean didn't buy that for a second.

"What did you see?" he asked, sitting. Sam didn't even try to get up, too tired to even think about it.

"I..."

"Oh, I'm so glad to see you both alive!" the queen, who had come into the room, said. Dean looked at him. She actually looked truly happy, but Dean saw that it was more because she hadn't lost her potential servants than for the boys themselves. "Take then back to their room. Let's give them a little time to gather some strength before the next challenge. And give them some food, too."

Two black cloaked men who Sam and Dean hadn't seen before motioned them to get up and started to take them back to their room. The other one went to pick up some food for hem before closing the door. Once they were gone, Dean turned back to Sam, who was not even looking at the food.

"So? What did you see? Care to share?" Sam swallowed nothing and sighed.

"A fire. Nothing but fire", he said, turning his gaze to face Dean.

"Fire? In the middle of all of that water you saw fire?"

"I don't know what it was Dean! I don't was it here or somewhere else, I don't know when it's gonna happen or was it even real! I... I don't know..."

"Sam, it's okay. We'll deal with it when it's the time for it. But now we're gonna eat and get some rest and maybe even sleep. And don't look at me that way!" Dean said when Sam looked like he was gonna say there was no way he was gonna get any sleep. "I will even sing you a lullaby if that's what it takes. It's been rough couple of hours for both of us. And I don't think the queen is gonna show us any mercy."

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AN: And that would be the end of chapter eight. Please let me know what you think. The boys will get some answers about the queen and her group in the next chapter and their get away plan is gonna get some unexpected help. I hope that you keep reading.

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