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Visions from Hell

Chapter fourteen

"Get away from him you bastard!" Dean screamed at the spirit. He couldn't believe he was actually watching the thing eat his brother alive. "You son of a bitch let him alone!"

The spirit looked at Dean then turned and walked back further into the mine shaft.

"Sammy! Sam!" Dean looked over at his brother who still had his eyes squeezed shut and was shivering in pain. "Sammy come on answer me!... Sammy you got to stay with me!" He knew he had to get his brother talking to keep him from going into shock.

"Dean….you got to get out of here…. I don't want you to watch this." Sam had watched in horror as Tony was slowly eaten in front of him and the thought that his brother would have to witness the same thing happening to him made him sick.

"We're getting out of this together…I have a plan."

Dean could see the shot gun lying near his legs…if only he could reach it. He stretched as far as he could and could feel the gun with the tip of his boot. He squeezed his eyes shut and stretched even further till he felt like his arms were going to be ripped from their sockets. When he could feel it with the bottom of his foot he pressed down hard and began to drag the gun slowly toward him. Finally it was directly in front of him.

"What good is it going to do us, neither one of us is getting free anytime soon." Sam said as he once more began struggling with his ropes, but each movement caused a searing hot pain to shoot up his injured side.

"Watch and learn." Dean gave Sam a reassuring smile.

He then put the rifle between his feet and flipped it so the barrel was pointing up. Then he flipped it up gently in the air and caught it between his knees. He then raised his knees as far as they would go raising the rifle with it. He winced in pain as he used his arms to pull himself up as high as he could then raised the rifle to Sam's hands.

"Can you grab it?" He gasped out as he tried to hold his position.

"A little more… just a little more." Sam reached out and could feel the rifle with the tips of his fingers but it was too far away to grab hold of it. He stretched as far as he could and just when he thought he had it, it fell from Dean's legs. "Damn! I almost had it." Sam said grimacing in pain from the effort.

"We got to make this work Sammy; it's the only way to get rid of that thing."

"Dean we're not even sure what it is, or what will kill it….It seems to be something between human and spirit."

"Well I'm betting rock salt will take care of the spirit side and a well placed bullet should end the human side." Dean looked over at Sam and could tell he was growing weaker by the second and looked about ready to pass out. "Sammy….Sammy you got to stay with me….you got to stay awake."

"S…Sorry….I'm just so damn tired." Sam looked over at Dean with eyes he could barely keep open.

"Sam, if I get the gun up to you, you have to grab it. If you pass out we're both dead."

Sam was scared he knew Dean was right, if he couldn't get the job done they both would die. But he also knew it was taking all his strength just to stay awake and he had little left to work with.

"I'll try Dean….but if I miss it this time….I don't know if I have the strength to reach for it again."

"Don't even think like that Sam...you're not going to miss, you'll get it this time."

"Dean…even if we take him down we're still tied up, how are we going to get out of here."

"I had your ropes almost cut through. I think if you work on them a little more they'll break."

Dean grabbed the rifle again with his feet and repeated the maneuver. He could hear Sam suddenly suck in a breath and looked over at him.

"Dean he's coming!" Sam watched as the miner materialized out of the darkness and slowly walked toward them.

Dean used all of his strength to pull himself up and twisted his body slightly putting the rifle right in front of Sam.

"Sam grab it!"

Sam stretched but it was just out of his reach. His eyes widened as the miner closed in on them.

"I can't reach it!"

TBC