Chapter 10 - Revealed

'Where were we?' schmoozed Katie, wrapping her arms around Dean and looking up at him, a naughty smile on her face.

'Er…look, I hate to be a part pooper…but we don't have time for this baby,' replied Dean, trying to sound disappointed. 'That's fresh meat there…I want all the fun I can get.'

He kissed her gently on the cheek.

'C'mon…we can have some fun.'

He strode off in the direction Sam had gone. His main objective at the moment was to make sure Sam was ok, and then find out exactly how many people were in this building. And how many were demons. Katie strode alongside him, excitement shining on her face. Winchester was going to hurt so bad for what he had done…

'Katie…where did Aaron come from?' asked Dean, puzzled.

'While you were gone,' she said. 'I gathered up some troops…it was to help save you, but it looks like you saved yourself.'

'Yeah…' said Dean, thoughtfully. 'How many did you gather up?'

'About ten. We have our own little army now babe.'

'Yeah…that's…great.'

They burst through the basement door, in time to see Aaron finish securing Sam. Seated on a wooden chair, hands cuffed behind him, feet bound to individual legs of the chair; Sam was not happy. He glared darkly at Dean who sniggered slightly.

'Having fun Sammy?'

'It's Sam,' he replied through clenched teeth. He had such an urge at that moment to punch his brother…but he obviously wasn't in a position to do so.

'Do you mind if my "brother" and I have a moment?' Dean asked Katie.

'Of course not,' she said, pressing a knife into his hand. 'Have fun sweetie.'

She left, Aaron at her heels.

'Dean,' began Sam. 'I hate you!'

'Aww…c'mon, you don't mean it,' grinned Dean.

'Yes I do…I could kill you right now!'

'Looks like you're a little tied up at the moment…what a pity.'

'Shut up,' mumbled Sam. 'How long do I have to stay like this?'

'Um…well, there's a slight problem,' said Dean slowly. 'You see…while I was gone, she went out and converted ten guys to help save me…'

'Ten? There's ten guys out there…all who probably want to kill me?'

'Yeah…' smiled Dean sheepishly. 'And the other problem…Katie expects me to have some fun while I'm in here with you…I mean, I don't wanna hurt you Sam, so what am I supposed to do?'

Sam was silent for a moment, realizing what Dean was saying. This could blow his whole cover.

'C'mon Dean…hit me,' he said. 'Right across the jaw…I can handle it.'

'Sam…no. That's ridiculous. I would never hit you.'

'Didn't stop you in the Asylum,' Sam shot back. 'HIT ME!'

So Dean swung, hitting Sam across the jaw with an agonizing crack. A large bruise appeared immediately.

'Oh shit…what have I done!' Dean cried out.

'Dean…shut up! They can probably hear you if you yell that loud. I'm ok…it's not like you broke anything.'

The sound of someone opening the door hit their ears.

'Dean! STOP! Please man…it's me, it's Sammy…don't you remember!' Sam yelled.

'I know who you are,' snarled Dean as Katie appeared beside him. 'But your against me…against my master. So I don't like you.'

'Everything all right here babe?' Katie asked casually. She studied Dean carefully. His eyes were still black…but something just wasn't right.

'I'm fine…I guess I don't feel like having fun after all,' mumbled Dean.

'Oh c'mon babe…just draw a little blood,' she whispered. 'Just a little.'

She watched in anticipation as Dean approached Sam, the knife glistening brightly in his hand.

Sam stared directly into his brother's eyes. He knew that Dean had to do this…he had to. Otherwise escape would virtually be impossible.

'Go on Dean…just a little…just slice him,' encouraged Katie.

Dean raised the knife, his breaths deep and controlled, his eyes never leaving Sam's. He suddenly spun around, throwing the knife at Katie, catching her in the stomach.

'NO!' Dean yelled at her, his fists clenched.

'That's what I thought,' Katie said darkly, dragging the knife out of her stomach. 'Aaron! David! Get in here!'

The two men rushed in, grabbing Dean harshly and handcuffing his hands behind his back. Katie walked right up to him, her face inches from his, and touched his eye, frowning darkly as the black contact moved, showing Dean's perfectly colored eyes. She slid it back into place.

'If you won't do it,' she whispered in his ear. 'I will.'

She spun around in the same manner Dean had, letting the knife go when she faced Sam. His face was gritted in pain as it lodged itself in his shoulder.

'You bitch!' yelled Dean, as the blood began trickling down Sam's shoulder.

'Take Dean to my room,' Katie ordered. 'It's time we had some fun.'

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sorry it took so long to get up, i didnt have computer access last night. but two chaps, like i promised.

hope you enjoyed them :)

Nikki