Hi yall, this is chapter 5. I hope I can post again soon, I try to get everything done during the weekend, so here it goes…

Disclaimer remains, this is very upsetting.

Chapter 5:

Dean wasn't sure if he could really trust this Alex guy, but he needed Sammy to think that he did because he needed to be reassured. Dean wouldn't let this guy near Sam with out him around, that was for sure, but Sam needed some help and this guy was giving them it for free.

Alex Walked back into the room with a first-aid kit. He looked over at the boys and walked over to them. "I'm going to need you to take off his shirt…" Dean had been dreading this moment the whole time, he leaned toward Sam's face and said, "Hey buddy, I am going to have to take off your shirt okay, as soon as we are done we'll put it back on." then he pulled off Sam's shirt. Sam woke up suddenly, his eyes were wide open and he was shaking really bad.

Alex backed away for a second and let Dean talk to his brother, " Hey kiddo, it's alright, we're going to patch you up, we just need to take off your shirt okay?" Sam nodded quickly, Dean signaled for Alex. He came over and looked at the kids back, it was real bad ,Alex sighed and reached into his little first-aid kit. He dressed all of Sam's gashes and put an ointment on his burns, Alex knew from personal experience that getting branded was not fun.

He then wrapped a ace bandage around Sam's mid-section. "Is there anywhere else that needs to be fixed?" Alex asked and Dean hesitantly pulled up Sam's shorts and showed Alex the burns there to. Alex nodded and also took care of that to, all the time Alex could see Dean's critical eyes watching him. After Alex was done patching up Sammy he asked Dean, "Is there anyone that you want to call?" Dean shook his head and sat back down next to his brother in a chair. Alex left the room to go make some food for them.

Dean looked at his shivering brother, Dean put Sam's shirt back on him and put a couple of blankets on him, but Sam wasn't shivering because he was cold, but because he was scared. Dean scanned the room and saw a couple of knifes laying around, he walked over to them and he picked them up, there were 3, he took 2 and stashed them on his ankle the other he stuck in his belt, Sam woke up and saw Dean doing that, he was instantly scared. "D'n? what's wrong?" He asked, Dean walked closer to him and said, "Nothing, I am just collecting them so nobody gets hurt." Sam nodded vaguely.

Dean sat in the chair he was in earlier and asked Sam one last time, " Sam, could you tell me what happened while you were up there?" Sam looked down at his hands, embarrassed, " well, I can't remember before you came… but after you were there he- he, the first time he electrocuted me, umm once dry and once wet, and then he choked me with his belt and hit me with it-" Dean looked at Sam's neck and saw the red marks around his scrawny little neck, Sam was starting to choke up now " and he also used this pipe to- he use a pipe to brand me where you saw." Sam told the events in a detached manner, Dean was pissed, some jackass had electrocuted Sammy?

Sam thought that Dean was pissed at him, "I'm sorry, I tried not to let him. I swear I tried." Sammy started sobbing after the last statement, Damn everything I do upsets him, stupid me. " Hey-hey, it's okay bub, I was just pissed that someone would do that to you. You did great, you were really brave, okay?" Sam looked up from the heap of blankets that were on him, "Really?" He asked, Dean chuckled, "Really."

Alex knocked on the door and walked in the room hesitantly, "I've got some food for you." Alex said and Dean walked over to grabbed both of the plates and handed one to Sam. Sam dug in, but Dean took his time eating, keeping an eye on Alex. "So, once Sam gets better, where are you two headed?" Dean glanced at Alex, what was he implying? "back to the motel we were staying at." Alex nodded, approving.

That night Sam was already asleep, Dean hadn't left his post the whole day. Sam started shaking and shivering, Dean crawled into the little bed and whispered, "It's alright buddy, shh you're okay, you're okay."

The days carried on like that, Dean watching his brother and Alex, Alex keeping hi bound, Sam sleeping, having nightmare and waking up frightened, Dean Crawling in his bed and telling him it was okay. Finally, about 2 weeks since they met Alex, Dean felt it was time to take Sam back, before Jon got back From his hunt. Dean walked up to Alex and handed him one of the knives he had taken, it was a measure of trust, Alex knew that. "Hey-uhh, you think you could give us a lift back to our old motel?" Dean asked quietly, trying not to wake Sammy up. Alex nodded and pointed to the table Sam was sitting at, his head slumped over, asleep, "I'll check his back one more time, okay?"

Dean walked over to his brother and pulled his shoulders back, he put his head close to Sammy's ear and told Sam what they were going to do. Alex looked over Sam and the gashes on his back were closing up and his ribs were doing better, and for the first time in forever, he could breath.

Once they got to the motel Sam was exughsted, Dean slung him over his shoulder, remembering when he wasn't able to do this. He stuttered and said, " Well, yeah- thanks for that, you know?" Alex smiled and handed Dean a small slip of paper, "That's my number, if you ever need anything, you could call me, alright?" Dean smiled and nodded, then he carried Sam into the motel, he found the key in his pocket. Once he got Sam in the bed he tossed his the other two knives into his bag, then he got some real sleep for the first time in a long time.

Dean slept in the same bed as Sam, trying to help with the nightmares. Sam woke up and Sam told Dean what Josh had said. The one part that rattled around in his mind was "Why would Azazel choose you?"

Azazel choose you.

Azazel?

Azazel chose Sam?

The End, sooo how was it? Was it really bad?