Two Hunters and a Baby.

Disclaimer: Sigh no matter how hard I try I just don't own anything to do with Supernatural or the characters of the show. Although anything that comes from my fevered imagination is ... kind of ... that's my excuse anyway!

CHAPTER 10

Dean sat behind the wheel of his baby drumming his fingers in time with Metallica's song Unforgiven as he waited for Azuraus to do her thing and pop back with further directions to where they're holding his little family. His brother and daughter.

He caught a glimpse of the empty baby capsule in the rear vision mirror and his heartbeat faltered. 'Snap out of it Dean.' He growled at himself as he turned the music up even more and closed his eyes.

'Dean.' Azuraus yelled right in his ear smiling when she saw him jump to attention. 'Man how can you stand that music so loud?'

'It helps me think, so whatcha got Az?'

'Okay keep going down the highway until you see the turn-off for Oaks Road, turn left and follow it until it becomes a dirt road, go over the bridge and turn right at the T-intersection and pull over wherever you can hide the car.'

'Got it, so Az are they?'

'From what I could see they're fine, they still have Sam alone with Issy so that's something.'

'Go back to them and watch over them, I'll ahh...'

'When you get there just call me with a thought and I'll come.' Azuraus smiled and disappeared again.

'Damn wish I knew how she does that.' Dean muttered as he turned the key and the impala roared to life.

Slowing down Dean turned the music off and pulled off the road hiding the car in behind a row of trees. He sat back after turning the car off and closed his eyes, running his hands over his face wearily, before he thought of Azuraus and called her with a mind. 'Man that so freaks me out.' He said surprising himself with the sound of his own voice.

'Dean we have to go now.' Azuraus said as she flickered into view and then started to fade again.

'Whoa, Az calm down your fading.' Dean said climbing out of his car and locking it before turning to face the spirit. 'What's wrong?'

'We have to go now Dean they ... they took Isabelle from Sam.' Azuraus cried as her shape started to morph into a large cat and then back into a young woman.

'What do you mean? Damn Azuraus take a breath and calm down you're making me dizzy.'

Azuraus closed her eyes and concentrated until she was one again a corporeal figure opening her eyes she stared at Dean her eyes wide and glittering with moisture. 'I was watching over Sam and Isabelle like I said when Merci came in and snatched the baby out of Sam's arms, he tried to stop them from taking them both coz he still don't know bout Merci but they ... they hurt him more Dean.'

Dean tried to assimilate the information mixed in the rambling of the animal spirit, 'they took Issy away from Sam and then hurt him again?' He said staring at her for confirmation.

'Uhhuh yep they did.'

'So what we doing standing here then?' Dean hurried to the boot of the car and opened his cache of weapons. Arming himself as much as he could he looked at Azuraus 'well what we waiting for let's get going.'

'Take too long on foot, do you trust me Dean?' Azuraus asked tipping her head to one side as she regarded him with a serious look on her pretty face.

'I'm gonna hate this aren't I?' Dean shuddered as Azuraus wrapped her arms around him and laid her face against his cheek.

'Close your eyes and think of Sam.' She whispered.

A swirling cloud of glittering sparks and mists surrounded them as they shimmered away from the impala. Seconds later they reappeared just outside a house, Dean kept his eyes closed as he fought to control his rebelling stomach and the dizziness overwhelming him.

'Dean you okay?' Azuraus whispered in his mind, Dean's eyes snapped open and he stared disbelievingly at her.

'What the?' He croaked out in a hoarse whisper.

'You don't have to speak out loud Dean just think my name first and well ...'

'Holy flying fuck!' Dean thought and he heard Azuraus' giggle echo through his mind.

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'Merci are you alright?' Sam cried out as he saw her stumble through the doorway, James and another man behind her. 'Leave her alone you bastards.'

Merci hid a small smile as she righted herself before taking Isabelle from Sam, 'I'm fine Sam,' she whispered.

'What are you going to do with them?' He yelled struggling against the wire holding his left arm prisoner against the bed head. 'Leave them alone.'

James winced when he saw the terror on the kid's face but he kept a stoic appearance fearing the repercussions if he faltered. 'Shut up and lie still and we won't have to do anything to ya this time.'

'Aw come on James we need a bit of entertainment.' Don grinned maliciously down at Sam, rubbing his groin suggestively he barked out a harsh laugh and shepherded Merci and her baby out of the room.

With a cry, Sam grabbed at Don with his free hand trying to stop him even though deep down he knew that it was futile. The man turned snarling and threw a hard punch into Sam's stomach winding the young man.

'Don, leave him alone we haven't got time for that.' James ordered but Don ignored the order and kept beating Sam, relishing the thought that Sam was completely helpless just like a deer caught in the headlights, just waiting to be hurt.

Twisting his hand in Sam's hair, he yanked the unconscious young man's head from the pillow and readied himself to deal the death blow when a strong hand gripped his freezing it in mid-swing. Growling he turned his head ready to get stuck into James when he saw the other man's eyes. Black orbs stared down at him and then they changed turning bright green with red and yellow flames burning bright. 'You have not got permission to kill Sam yet.' James spoke but the voice was not his.

'Master?' Don spluttered in shock, he dropped Sam back onto the bed unaware of the young man he walked out of the room in stunned silence.

James shook his head and blinked his heart heavy when he saw the damage done to the boy, old injuries reopened and the newest ones looked nasty. 'Ah kid when will you learn.' He muttered pulling Sam up a little until he lay against the pillow and then he released the wire and let his arm drop next to him. James paled taking in the ripped and swollen skin on Sam's wrist from the wire. Gritting his teeth, he pulled the thin metal from where the fragile flesh started growing over it. He felt Sam tense even unconscious, as he tugged the wire free, a soft moan of pure agony escaped from the cracked and split lips.

'I am so sorry kid, this shouldna happened.' James brushed damp hair from Sam's eyes tenderly, his thoughts drifting back to his own baby brother. Marc would have been the same age as Sam if he hadn't given his life to the Master. Bright, fun-loving, and intelligent Marc constantly searched for meaning in his life and thought he found it in the web of lies and deceit in the world of demons and black magic.

'Sorry kid you shouldn't have to be in this mess.' James whispered turning his back to Sam; he walked out and locked the door behind him.

Sam laid there with his eyes open with just enough to watch James without detection. Something didn't sit right with that man and he might be the one to help Sam get Issy back.

TBC