A/N: Here's another chapter for all of you following this one so closely. Thanks to all who reviewed. You guys are great. More angst and hurt in this one as promised. Sammy needs a little more than a band aid, Kripke!

Chapter 5

Dean kicked up fine dust along the shoulder of the road and swerved back into his lane on the way back to the motel at breakneck speeds. Sam Adams… Flat liner… Colt 45. Sammy, my brother. Oh god what have they done to him? I know they were trying to mess with my head. It worked. Sammy, please be alive. Flat liner… Colt. "Dean, I have control now but I can't fight it when it wants to take it back. I can't live like this… Stop me when you find us… Flat liner… Sam…Colt… "Stop me, Dean." Dean slammed on the brakes when he realized he had turned off into the motel parking lot. He skidded to a halt in front of his door and got out, running inside.

"Bobby, I found…" Dean trailed off and took in the scene before him. Bobby was leaning against the chest of drawers that held the TV while Ruby was perched on Sam's bed, looking very nervous with her hands clenching the edge. "Ruby, what are you doing here?"

"I came as soon as I heard what happened. The demonic chat room is buzzing with news that three have Sam and a badass sonofabitch is about to join the party. No one tells me anything though. That red eyed bitch of a crossroads demon is doing a bang up job of spouting crap to anyone who'll listen that I'm in Sam's back pocket. No one talks shop when I'm around."

Thunder suddenly rattled the room as the sky turned pitch black, lightening forking between the churning clouds. Rain and hail began crashing to the ground, striking everything and leaving a coating of white in its wake. Ruby glanced at Dean and swallowed hard. "He's in town."

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The three demons ran quickly into the abandoned farmhouse, knowing by the ferocity of the sudden storm that their boss was pissed. The woman shrank back behind the big man and Joshua brought up the rear as the three made their way down the basement steps to face the demon they followed.

The demon dropped Sam's head with a snarl on his face as he sensed the others come into the room behind him. Sam gave a gurgling wince as the motion lit him up with pain through his head, neck, shoulders, and ribs. He tried to remain conscious, tried to hear what was said, but felt it blurring and slipping away. Blackness comforted him and dulled the aches.

The three demons skidded to a halt in front of the man possessed by the powerful demon that had them all cowering in their soft human shells. The man was tall and lean, yet muscular with chin length hair a few shades darker than that of the captive Winchester strung up behind him. His angular jaw clenched with a barely controlled fury as he looked down upon the other three demons before him.

"You're all idiots." He said quietly with a sneer. "I thought I told you I wanted him taken conscious and UNINJURED. I should send you all back to hell for this insolence!"

"No, please!" the possessed woman begged, stepping out from behind the others to come up to the demon before her. She reached a hand up to touch his arm and he reached out and gripped her blond hair in his fist, pulling her in for a punishing kiss. She struggled against the assault and the man growled. She stilled and he pulled back. Horror flickered in her black eyes as he sneered at her, his eyes flashing darker that hers. Her breath hitched and she clutched at her host's chest. A silver flash worked its way through her and black smoke began forcing its way out of her throat. The woman began convulsing as she dropped to her knees, black demon smoke now pouring from her. She gave one more silver flash before falling to her side on the cement floor. Her lifeless blue eyes landed on the other two possessed hunters but saw nothing.

"That will hopefully teach you that WHEN I TELL YOU HOW I EXPECT SOMETHING HANDLED THAT'S HOW I EXPECT IT TO BE!" The thunder rumbled loud enough to shake the farmhouse to its foundations and dislodge more of the mortar that held the beam Sam was fastened to. Lightening arched and lit up the dark night sky repeatedly.

The dust settled and the other two demons dropped their black eyes to the cement floor. "Yes, sir." Both men said.

"Get rid of that hunter scum. I don't want to look at her." He nudged the woman's body with the toe of his black boot disdainfully, and looked to the bigger hunter to dispose of her. "You help me with him. I want to have my playtime with the young Winchester and I want it uninterrupted." He locked black eyes with Joshua and then turned to Sam. He grabbed hold of the young hunter's abused shoulder and Joshua stepped up to support Sam's other arm. The demon gave a flick of his wrist and the chains disintegrated in front of Joshua's eyes. Sam fell towards the cement floor only to be roughly jerked upright by the two men. Sam grunted in pain and forced himself to wake. He looked at the people who now supported him.

"Jo-sh?" Joshua stilled and met the other demon's eyes over a sagging Sam's head. His eyes turned black in response to an unspoken question reflected in the other demon's black orbs under raised eyebrows. Sam raised his head a bit and caught the black shine of his friend's eyes. "No." He managed before his head slipped back to his chest and he went limp in their arms.

"So, he knows your host?"

"Yes."

"Good. You can use that body to help me bring him to his knees." The demon began dragging Sam towards the stairs. Joshua had no choice but to help support his young friend and try to take most of his weight to minimize the stress to the injured arm that the other bastard was pulling on. Oh, God. He wants me to hurt Sam. How am I supposed to do that to the boy I love like my own son? How the hell am I going to live with the knowledge that any scars he comes away from this with are going to be my fault? Dean, please find Ruby. Save Sam and kill me. Please kill me.

They dragged Sam upstairs. By the time he was on the first floor of the farmhouse his cuts had reopened on his arm and face from the rough treatment. A blood trail could be followed easily on their trek to the only room in the house with the door shut. The demon waved a hand and the door burst open. Joshua looked on from the doorway in horror. In the center of the room was a steel table that looked vaguely like a stripped down dentist's chair, perforated with small round holes about every two inches across the surface. It had leather restraints at the neck, wrist, and ankle area, along with two branches off the head of the table that had surgical looking arms on it with small rounded two prong 'forks'. The table angled to sit up or lie back. The demon turned Sam around and carelessly dropped him onto the table. His head hit with a hard crack. Joshua could see blood begin to drip through the holes in the steel seat. His stomach lurched.

"What are we doing with him?" Joshua said as the demon slapped Sam hard across the cheek. Sam's eyes opened and he moaned, blinking to bring the room into focus. The demon quickly fastened the restraints around Sam's limbs. Sam's head rolled to face Joshua.

"Josh, fight. Help…me. Don't let….him…..please…..De-dean, nee…" Sam swallowed hard, his eyes slipping closed.

"No you don't." The demon said as he got a grip on Sam's chin and forced his head back straight on the table. He tightened the restraint on Sam's neck and then gripped the top of the table near Sam's head. He then used his strength to lever Sam nearly upright and lock the table into that position. "You want to know what we're going to do to him? We're going to leave him so broken that he'll never lead his way out of a padded room, let alone lead an army. Tell the other one to stand guard. This is going to get messy and I don't want interruptions. Bring back some ice water. I want him awake for this."

A/N I know, I know. I'm messing with your heads. I'm posting this chapter early this morning but will be around this evening too. If enough people are interested I could do the next chapter this evening and you all can wish Dean gets his hands on this demon for how Sam comes away from this. Please drop me a line and let me know what you think!