Ties that Blind Chapter 18 – Mini Escape
"Ok, I'll come." Sam didn't have any choice. He had to obey or he knew that the demon would kill Clinton. He just hoped that Dean would figure out where they were being taken.
Jo got down to the front desk and waited impatiently in line. The least they could have done was have someone available to talk to her instead of making her wait. She looked around the lobby and was surprised at the number of people who were milling around. She guessed it was from the convention. Finally it was her turn.
"What can I do for you Miss?" The clerk politely asked.
"I received a call to come down here to straighten out a problem with our credit card…can you pull up our room charges?" Jo watched impatiently at the clerk pulled up their records.
"I'm sorry Miss, but everything seems to be in order here…we show that you have the rooms rented for the next three weeks and they have been paid in full. Who called you?"
"I didn't get their name…you mean no one called my room?" Jo didn't wait for the clerks answer as she headed for the elevators. A few moments later her worst nightmare was confirmed. The hotel door was ajar and Sam was no where in sight. "Damn it…I can't believe I fell for that."
Jo sprinted out the door and headed back down to the lobby. As she exited the hotel, she caught sight of Sam's tall figure walking next to an older man and a small boy. She was going to call out, but they were too far ahead. Jo sped up and tried to close the gap. As she rounded the corner, she saw Sam get into a black Lexus. She quickly memorized the plates as she frantically looked around for a cab.
Jo managed to grab a cab and jump in just as the Lexus exited into traffic. "I'll pay you an extra hundred if you can keep that Lexus in sight…but don't let them know we are following. I think my ex has my son in that car."
The cab driver nodded and pulled out after the Lexus. Jo quickly pulled her cell phone from her pocket and started to dial Dean's number when the taxi suddenly screeched to a halt. "What's a matter?" Jo asked as she watched the Lexus turn the next corner and disappear.
"Sorry lady, but there's an accident ahead of us…I can't get through."
Jo jumped from the cab and ran around the corner hoping to see where the Lexus was heading. But the car was gone and so was Sam. "Oh God…Dean is going to kill me!" Jo knew that she needed to get hold of Dean, but first she placed a call to Ash.
"Ash…you need to trace a license for me and make it quick. Someone just took off with Sam and I think he was with Clinton. Call me as soon as you have the information." Jo hung up and began to dial Dean…she just hoped he wouldn't kill her when he found out that his brother was gone.
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Dean and Ellen had found the apartment complex that Virgil Hampton had lived in prior to disappearing. After talking to a number of his neighbors, Dean had a pretty good idea of what had happened. "Well it sounds like our friend Virgil became possessed right after he took in Clinton." Dean said as he and Ellen exited the complex.
"You would think that with such a radical change in personality, people would have done something." Ellen shook her head. A number of the neighbors had mentioned that Virgil had been a friendly man, always helping out others. But then suddenly he became a hermit, rarely leaving his house.
"Most people just figure it's none of their business. This whole trip has been a bust. I just hope that Jo and Ash have been able to find out something more." Dean climbed into the Impala.
"Dean, what about his ex-girlfriend. She might know more about where Virgil might hang out…her apartment is less than 10 minutes from here."
"Where did you get that information?" Dean asked surprised.
"The little old woman that slammed the door in your face. I circled back and spoke to her while you were with those young ladies at the end of the hall." Ellen grinned as she saw Dean blush.
"Sam usually handles the little old ladies…one look at his puppy dog eyes and they are ready to serve him milk and cookies." Dean smiled sadly. He missed having his brother with him.
"Don't worry Dean; I'm sure Sam will be back riding shot gun with you in no time."
Dean heard his cell phone ring. He pulled it out of his pocket and frowned when he saw the caller ID. "Ellen, it's Jo" Dean answered the phone. "Jo what's wrong!"
"I'm so sorry Dean…it's all my fault." Jo was sobbing softly.
"Jo, I need you to calm down for me and tell me what happened." Dean swung the wheel of the Impala and began to head back to the hotel.
"Sam is gone Dean…I'm not sure what happened, but I think he's with Clinton and Virgil." Jo quickly related what had happened at the hotel and her attempt to follow Sam. "I lost him Dean…I never should have left him alone."
Dean took a deep breath. "Jo, listen can you get back to the hotel?"
"I'm on my way back now…Dean, Ash is tracing the license plate. Maybe we'll get lucky."
"Let's hope so Jo…otherwise Sam and Clinton are both in a world of trouble." Dean hung up the phone and looked at Ellen. "The demon has Sam."
"Oh Dean…I'm so sorry."
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Sam sat rigidly in the front seat of the car. He tried to keep track of the sounds and turns in case he got a chance to contact Dean. He also heard Clinton sobbing in the back seat. As the car continued down the busy streets, Sam wondered what the demon had in store for him and Clinton. Some how he didn't picture his next meeting with the yellow eyed demon would be when he was blind and helpless.
"Dad, what did I do wrong?" Clinton finally asked softly from the back seat.
"Nothing really, as I said you may eventually be of use to us. It depends on how quickly your abilities can be developed. If you become as powerful as your mother, the world will be at your feet Clinton. We will just have to wait and see."
Sam stayed quiet, still trying to keep track of where they were headed. After about 30 minutes he felt the Lexus slowing down. "Don't worry Sammy; this is just a brief stop. We wouldn't want that brother of yours to find us too easily now would we. Not when we have so much to discuss."
"When he does find you, you'll be sorry. Why don't you let Clinton go…you said that he isn't any use to you right now? You've got the big prize." Sam flinched as he felt himself being yanked from the car.
"You don't tell me what to do Winchester. Clinton stays now move it. I have to get some things together so that we can move you to your new home. In the meantime, I'm afraid you and Clinton will have to be locked up. Now move it or you'll regret it."
Sam felt himself being forced to the back of the car. He heard the trunk open and then felt his arms being pulled in front of him. He gasped as a rope was roughly tied around his sore wrists. He then felt his legs being tied together as well. "You don't have to do this…at least don't do this to Clinton." Sam wasn't begging for himself but for the young child that he could feel shivering beside him.
"Quiet or I'll gag you as well." Sam felt himself shoved into the trunk. He had to fold his legs to fit and groaned as he felt the small body of Clinton pushed in to the small space. "Remember, any noise and I'll gag you both."
Sam heard the sobs of Clinton as the trunk lid closed. "Clinton, are your hands tied?" Sam said in a calm voice.
"Yes, but he didn't tie my feet. Why is he doing this Sam? I thought he loved me. He told me that I was important."
"Clinton, I know that this is hard to understand. But Virgil is a bad man. You need to get away from him. Do you understand?" Sam knew that the boy was too young to understand the truth and he needed to get him to work with him.
"But how?" Clinton shifted and bumped up against Sam's burned arms. Sam hissed but tried not to upset the boy any further.
"Clinton are your hands tied in front of you?"
"Yes."
"Ok, I'm going to try to open the trunk. When I do, I want you to run as far away as you can." Sam felt near the front of the trunk, knowing that there had to be a handle to release the trunk from inside. He was banking on the demon thinking that his vision would prevent him from finding it. But Sam was determined. After a few moments, he found what he was looking for. Gritting his teeth he pulled the handle and breathed a sigh of relief as he felt cool air on his face.
"Ok Clinton, do you see Virgil?"
"No Sam, but I can't leave you here. He's going to hurt you." Clinton said in a small voice.
"Don't worry about me Clinton. Now look, can you reach into my front jean pocket?"
"Yes, I think so."
"Good boy, now I want you to reach into my pocket and pull out the cell phone. Once you have gotten far enough away, I want you to press the number 2 and then the green button. My brother Dean will answer and he will help you. Do you understand?" Sam felt Clinton pull his phone from his pocket.
Sam then felt the young boy reach forward and untie his hands. "Thanks Clinton, if you can put your hands here I think I can get your ropes off." Sam felt the knots and quickly had the ropes off the young boy. "Now go Clinton. I don't know how much longer Virgil will be away. You have to run and don't stop. Don't trust anyone except my brother Dean Do you understand?"
"I can't leave you Sam…it's not right."
"You can help me by getting away from here Clinton. Try to remember where you are now and then tell Dean. That's the best thing you can do to help me."
"Ok, Sam…I won't let him catch me. I'm a fast runner." Clinton said solemnly.
Sam smiled as he heard the sound of Clinton running down the driveway. He just hoped that the boy could get away. Sam sat up and began to work on the ropes on his legs, but his fingers were stiff and made it difficult. Finally, the ropes fell away and Sam crawled from the trunk. His hands and arms were killing him, but at least he was free for the moment.
The driveway under Sam's feet was made of gravel. Sam stooped down and made a symbol in the road under the bumper of the car. If he got caught, then at least Dean would know that he had been here. The symbol was one that only Dean would understand.
Sam stood and tried to get his bearings. He figured that Clinton would have headed towards the road, so he started in the same direction. He had his hands out front feeling his way as he shuffled his feet. Suddenly Sam heard a low menacing growl coming from behind him. He turned to face the source of the sound and stopped. "I see you've met Prince. Tsk Tsk Tsk…my you have been a bad boy Sam. Where is Clinton?"
"He's safe Virgil…besides as I said before, you have what you really wanted. The kid would only slow you down." Sam tried to buy more time so that Clinton could get far away.
He felt a hard slap across his face causing him to fall to his knees. "I'm going to ask you again. Where is Clinton?"
"Well, I'd be glad to tell you…but I couldn't really see where he went. You forget I'm blind." Sam groaned as he felt another fist hit him on the side of the face.
"You know what, you're right Sam. I don't need Clinton. It will just give us more time to get acquainted." Virgil grabbed Sam by the arm and pulled him back towards the car. He ignored Sam's gasps of pain as he shoved Sam into the back seat of the car. Sam cried in pain as his arms were pulled roughly behind him and tied. "We can't have you jumping out the car now can we…I wouldn't want you to get hurt Sammy…at least not yet."
Sam shuddered as he felt the car begin to move; his last thought as he lost consciousness was of the boy that he had sent off alone into the city. He just hoped that Clinton would be able to find Dean before it was too late.
TBC
Raven524: Well Sam managed to get Clinton free, but will the boy be able to find Dean? I'm thinking that they better find Sammy quickly, but then the story would be shorter…so maybe it should be delayed a little. Guess we'll just have to see where the next chapter takes me. Thanks for the reviews…I am getting some alerts and am responding as quickly as I can. But in case anyone gets missed, please accept my heartfelt thanks!