Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. To be honest I have been a little discouraged with this story because of the little amount of response, compared to my other stories, but I really appreciate everyone reading and reviewing. Therefore, as long as people read I will continue to update because I have this whole story mapped out.

Well enough of my little rant, here is the next chapter.

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Sam had managed to cry himself to sleep in the room, as Jamie stood like a guardian angel of the younger boy as if to keep the evil away from Sam during his moment of innocence. However, that was all metaphorically speaking, because Jamie had no power when it came to keeping evil like his brother Tommy away from Sam.

Jamie wished with all of his might that he could protect Sam. He had seen so many younger siblings like himself endure the torture at the hands of their older siblings with the assistance of Tommy for far too long. Jamie just wanted for once to save a younger sibling.

Jamie could not help but feel like Sam was a younger version of himself. He could tell how close the brothers were. He could tell that Dean had practically raised Sam. He could tell how much Sam worshipped his older brother. He could tell that the brothers loved each other more than anything else in the world.

Jamie and Tommy had been the exact same way. Sure, they had good parents, but it had always been the undefeated team of Jamie and Tommy. They were inseparable. They had been best friends.

Jamie missed his best friend more than anything. He wanted nothing more than for him and Tommy to move on to the afterlife together. This evil monster was not his brother. Tommy was the nicest guy he had ever known. Dave had destroyed everything that made Tommy Tommy and all that was left now was pure hatred for what he had gone through in killing his own brother. His own flesh and blood that he loved more than life itself.

Jamie sat over Sam hoping that somehow, things would end differently this time, but he did not hold much hope for that especially when his brother returned with the same look of hatred on his face.

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Not long after Sam's much needed slumber commenced, Tommy entered the room and harshly shook Sam's shoulder to wake him. Sam's eyes sluggishly opened. Upon his return to unconscious he groaned in pain when he felt the extent of the injuries to his face.

The groan only brought an evil smirk to Tommy's face. Tommy then grabbed the chair and hastily brought Sam and the chair back out into the room Dean was in.

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Tommy set Sam down across from Dean. The two brothers avoided eye contact at first, but then in unison looked up at the other.

Sam offered Dean a smile and Dean reciprocated even though both boys knew they were completely screwed. The tender moment between the boys was short-lived however, as Tommy spoke up.

"Well, well, well boys. Both of your faces are much improved I must say."

Dean's stomach clenched as he looked at the dried blood and bruises mottling Sam's swollen face. Sam noticed the fresh bruises to his big brother's face as well.

"Well it is time to commence the second period. Boys there are only three rounds so I'm sure you are both very upset to know that this marks half way, but I promise we will have fun."

The brothers locked eyes with each other, both offering an unspoken 'I love you' to the other.

"First lets have story time. The story is called the adventures of Tommy and Jamie. My little brother was everything to me. He was my best friend. One day Tommy and I were playing in the woods. We were trying to scope out the area to build the best fort ever. We did not find a place though because someone found us first. I had run ahead of Jamie to see if there were any good trees up ahead when I heard my baby brother scream. I ran back to him and saw a man holding my unconscious brother in his arms. Blood was dripping down Jamie's face. That was when I met the man that ruined my life, Dave."

Dean actually was surprised to find himself feeling bad for Tommy. It made sense why Tommy could be such a pissed off spirit.

Tommy continued, "Anyway, he told me to either come with him or he would kill Jamie right then and there. I could not let that happen so I went. In all actuality, I should have let him kill Jamie. It would have been better for Jamie to be killed by a psycho than killed by his brother. Hindsight's 20/20 right."

"You didn't know Tommy. You did what you thought was best for Jamie. You are a good big brother Tommy," Dean said to Tommy. Dean hoped he could get through to Tommy. He knew it was their only chance; however, Dean was unsuccessful.

Tommy turned and glared at Dean. "Shut up Winchester. I became a bad big brother and so will you." Tommy than cackled a disturbing laught.

"The words you say are false. I killed my brother. There is not a worse crime in the world in my mind. But I'm going to give you the opportunity to feel how completely horrible it is to kill your younger sibling. The sibling you want to protect. The sibling you would do absolutely anything for."

"Wait Tommy, if you think the crime is so bad why would you make others do it. Tommy you can end this now. Just please let Sam and I go. Just let it go Tommy."

For a split second, Dean thought he had gotten through to Tommy. His facial expression softened, but in the next instant Tommy's face melted into a hate-filled glare. Without any warning, Tommy walked over to Dean and untied his arm.

"Because Dean-o, I have to make others feel the pain I felt," and in a flash Tommy viciously snapped Dean's arm. Dean unwillingly released a cry of pain and Sam yelled for his brother as the snapping of bone echoed through the room.

Dean was panting through the pain as tears involuntarily streamed down his face.

"What the hell was that for?" Sam yelled as he watched his big brother gasped for air as he tried to breathe through the agonizing pain.

"That Dean-o and Sammy, was to insure Dean here doesn't fight me when I untie the other arm."

"You bitch!" Dean yelled out in agony.

Tommy smiled at Dean. "You better keep the potty mouth in check kid."

Before Dean had a chance to react, Tommy spun around, grabbed Sam's right arm and viciously wrenched the ten-year-old's arm out of the socket. Sam screamed.

Dean stared in shock through tear-filled eyes at his brother's arm as it hung loosely by his side. Dean was overcome with guilt knowing that his brother's pain was his fault. This was all part of what Dave had done to Tommy. Make Tommy feel guilty for everything that happened to Jamie before making Tommy physically hurt Jamie himself.

"Now Dean I want silence. Not a peep from you, understand?"

Dean nodded his head yes as a tear rolled down his cheek. Tommy then untied Dean's right arm and pulled him to a standing position putting pressure on his broken arm. Dean moaned in pain. His feet were tied together so Tommy dragged Dean over to Sam.

Tommy then grabbed a hammer from the shelf on the wall. "Okay Dean it is time for you to practice for the grand finale. You see I had to practice on Jamie. We used a hammer too. You are going to break all of Sam's fingers on his right hand with this."

Dean violently shook his head no, as Sam squeezed his eyes and tried to suppress the sobs currently racking his body.

"Yes you will."

Sam met Dean's eyes for a moment. Each brother had tears in his own eyes.

The moment was destroyed in seconds when Tommy grabbed Dean's right arm and forcibly guided him through the process of swinging the hammer and smashing Sam's pinky finger. Dean could do nothing but sob and yell for Tommy to stop as Dean' hand was forced to break all five of his little brother's fingers. Dean's heart shattered as his little brother screamed and cried hysterically through the torture.

Dean screamed and yelled through the process. Each swing of the hammer and each crunch of bone were like someone ripping Dean's heart out repeatedly.

By the end of the torture, both Dean and Sam were hysterical. Sam was screaming and crying through the pain of his shoulder and fingers. The kid was ten and his body was being put through extreme torture. The worst part for Sam was however though, even though Tommy was guiding his hand, Dean was the one hammering. Sam had to keep reminding himself it was not Dean, but the pain was causing Sam to become confused, and all Sam could think was that Dean was torturing him.

Once the hammer was put down though and Sam was able to compose himself somewhat, the sounds of Dean's hysterical cries of sorrow reminded Sam, that this was not Dean's fault. Sam looked at his brother through the tears and whispered through the pain, "Dean's its okay big brother, and it's not your fault."

Sam was shocked at how broken Dean was. He had barely ever seen Dean cry let alone break down and sob. Even though Sam was in agony he knew he had to get through to Dean.

Sam continued to give Dean reassurances, but they seemed to do nothing for Dean and they just pissed Tommy off.

Tommy grabbed Sam's destroyed pinky finger and squeezed it. "Shut up!" he yelled as Sam screamed in agony.

Tommy laughed as more tears streamed down both brothers' faces.

Okay last part of round two," Tommy exclaimed.

"Dean, it's time to stab little brother."

Dean gaped at Tommy. He can't stab his brother. He just can't. "No, please, please," Dean sobbed.

Sam looked at Dean and yelled, "Dean it's not your fault, I don't blame you!"

Internally though, Sam was praying for salvation from this house from hell. Sam had always been a religious person and in times like this he was glad when all else failed he had his religion to turn to. Therefore, Sam said a prayer that someone would save them from this torture just as Tommy again guided Dean's hand. Sam squeezed his eyes shut and continued to pray. However, the next thing Sam felt was white-hot pain as the knife was driven into his leg and yanked out. The knife did not go in far but it still hurt immensely. Sam felt darkness claim him as he heard his brother's broken plea for forgiveness.

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