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End of Innocence

Chapter 5 – Sulphur

Dean yawned as he opened his eyes and immediately searched for his brother. He sighed as he watched the gentle rise and fall of Sam's chest. It had been a long night…Dean doubted that his brother got more than 30 minutes of sleep at a time. The nightmares were getting worse and Sam was getting harder to wake each time.

Dean flexed his muscles, a little stiff from where he had fallen asleep. Nick had taken the bed and Dean had opted to use the overstuffed chair in the room to grab some sleep. Looking at his watch, it was almost 6:00 in the morning…time to start the day! Dean groaned, so much for grabbing some sleep. Dean decided to try to head for the bathroom and take a quick shower before the others woke up.

As Dean felt the hot water course over his tired shoulders, he thought about what they knew about the case so far. It made him nervous that his brother was being affected and they hadn't even put a foot in the door yet. Turning off the water, Dean quickly got dressed. As he reached for the door, he heard Nick scream from the other room "DEAN...COME QUICK!"

Sam shuddered as he found himself back at what he now realized was the orphanage. This time, he found himself in a cell like room. There were no windows and the only furniture was a lone wooden chair. Sam looked closer and saw the straps on the arms and legs of the chair. He backed away, heading for the door. He wasn't sure what was happening, but he knew that he didn't want to be in this room.

As Sam examined the door for a way to escape, he felt a presence behind him. Turning, he saw another small child standing quietly in the corner. "You must have been bad…he only puts us in here when we've been bad."

Sam moved closer to the flickering image of the child. "Who put you here?"

"I'm not supposed to tell. If I tell, he'll hurt me again." The bottom lip of the small girl trembled as she looked at Sam with tear filled eyes.

"How did he hurt you?" Sam asked quietly, trying not to frighten the child any further

Suddenly the child's face went blank as she stared at him. "I'm sorry…I have to obey or he'll hurt me again!" Sam felt himself thrown against the far wall. As he staggered to his feet he could see the pain on the young girls face and the trembling of her small limbs.

"You don't have to do this…you can fight!" Sam yelled as he felt himself picked up and pinned to the wall. He could feel invisible fingers pulling him higher and higher until he was looking down at the young girl from the ceiling. "Please, stop!" Sam gasped, he knew what was going to happen but once again he was powerless to do anything.

Sam closed his eyes as he smelled the familiar odor of smoke…but this time there was something else…he thought he smelled…sulphur! Sam opened his eyes and searched the room, but the only other occupant was the young girl.

He heard her begin to cry softly and his heart began to break for the small child. "I'm sorry, but I won't kill…you can't make me!" The fire swept under the door, and soon engulfed the room in flames. As the young girl began to burn, she turned her terror filled eyes up to Sam. "Only you can stop this Sam…you have to save us!" Then she was gone as the flames consumed her fragile body.

Dean raced from the bathroom and stopped in horror as he saw his brother pinned to the ceiling in the middle of the room. Dean swallowed a few times as the vision of Jessica burning on the ceiling flashed into his mind. "Sammy! What the hell!"

Before Dean could move he saw his brother begin to jerk as if he was trying to fight some unseen force. "You bastard…I will find you and kill you for what you've done…leave them alone!" Sam cried as the tears streamed down his face. His breath was coming in gasps and the sweat was pouring down his face. "SAMMY!" Dean yelled as he saw his brother suddenly fall from the ceiling to the floor below. There was a sickening crunch as his brother's limp body hit the floor, he wasn't moving.

Nick and Dean both rushed to Sam's side. Dean carefully checked Sam for injuries before turning him onto his back. "Sam you're scaring me here…come on little brother wake up!" Dean carefully patted Sam on the cheek.

Sam opened his eyes and noticed two things at once. First, he was lying on the floor with both Dean and Nick looking at him with concerned faces and second, his head felt like it was going to explode. "What happened?" Sam asked as he tried to sit up. But the room began to spin and he quickly lay back down.

"Whoa take it easy there Sam; I think you hit your head pretty hard. Let me and Nick do all the work ok?" Dean motioned to Nick who helped him get Sam back onto the bed. Nick helped support Sam while Dean quickly went to get their medical supplies. A few moments later, Sam felt his brother putting a hand on his shoulder as something wet and soft caressed his face.

"Can you open your eyes for me Sam? I need to see your pupils." Sam slowly opened his eyes, but winced as the pain in his head increased again along with the swirling in his stomach that warned a trip to the bathroom was probably a good idea.

Dean watched as his brother grimaced in pain. "Well your eyes look fine Sam, but you have another bruise to add to your collection. Dean noticed that a bruise was forming along the hairline on Sam's face. "Does anything else hurt Sam?" Dean asked as he continued to wipe the sweat and tears from his brother's face. At least the road burn seemed to be healing; soon it would only be a bad memory…Dean still shuddered when he thought about Sam's quick exit from the car.

Sam groaned, "Where do I start Dean…I feel like I got hit by a car. What happened?" He asked for the second time.

"Well, you were sort of floating." Dean watched as Sam's eyes opened wider, the look would have been priceless if Dean hadn't had the picture of Jessica's death fresh in his mind.

"Stop kidding around Dean…what really happened!" Sam couldn't believe what he was hearing; his brother had to be pulling his leg.

"Seriously Dude, ask Nick. You were pinned to the ceiling…then you fell. Can you remember anything?" Dean watched as Sam closed his eyes, after a moment, his eyes flew open again, fear and disgust blazing in their depths.

"He tortured them Dean…he tortured them to use their powers for evil. God Dean, they were just innocent kids and he made them kill for him!" Sam could feel the bile rising in his throat, but this time he wasn't going to give in.

"Who tortured them Sam?" Dean asked quietly, trying to keep his brother calm.

"I think…I think Wendell was either a demon or possessed by one. I smelled sulphur Dean, just before…Oh God…just before she burned" Sam stood and stumbled towards the bathroom, his stomach would no longer obey him as he fell to his knees and once again vomited helplessly into the toilet.

"Nick, get me everything you can on this Wendell guy…I want to know where he was born, hell I even want to know his shoe size. We have to find out what he is and kill him before it's too late." Dean headed for the bathroom to help his brother.

"Too late for what Dean?" Nick called after him.

"The bastard is after Sam…he's using the kids to get to Sam! We have to stop him before he succeeds!"

TBC

Raven524: Ok, the baddie has appeared…sort of…well not actually, but he will be making his grand entrance soon ;p Poor Sam just can't seem to get a break, but then this is one of my stories! Hope you all are enjoying this one! You can always let me know by pressing the little button!