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Trapped

Chapter seven

"I can save him…he's not gone yet. But if you kill him, the power dies with him."

Keith lowered the gun, he still wasn't convinced that Sam was the one with the power; his brother could be lying in order to save him.

"Damn it Sammy breathe!" Dean pounded on Sam's chest and gave him another breath. This time it worked, Sam finally gasped in a breath on his own. "Oh thank God….thank God…." Dean leaned back but kept an eye on his brother as he breathed a sigh of relief. Sam's breathing improved slowly and in a few minutes he was breathing normally.

Dean gently patted Sam on his face.

"Come on Sammy….I need you to wake up for me." Dean knew that even though his brother was now breathing on his own he really wouldn't relax until he was awake and talking. "Come on Sam...open your eyes."

Sam moaned and then slowly opened his eyes. It took awhile but slowly Dean's worried face came into focus.

"Dean?"

"Yeah Sam it's me. How are you feeling?"

Sam shut his eyes for a few seconds and took a few deep breaths.

"Like I got run over by a train." He said as he opened his eyes.

"Yeah, I bet." Dean winced as he looked at the rope burn around his brother's neck.

Sam looked around.

"What's going on…what's happening?" Sam struggled to sit up. He had momentarily forgotten what had happened to them, but began to panic when it all came back to him and he realized they were still being held captive.

"Just take it easy Sam…just take it easy." Dean put his hand on Sam's chest and held him down.

Keith walked over and kicked at Sam with his shoe.

"Your brother told me you were the one with the powers….Is that true?"

Sam glanced at Dean wondering if Dean really had said that or if Keith was lying. Dean gave his head a little nod. So Dean had told him, but why Sam wondered.

"Is it true?" Keith repeated.

Sam wasn't sure what to say. If he admitted it, what would happen to Dean? Or what if they wanted him to demonstrate it….he couldn't, he had no control over it. His power was as useless to them as it was to him. He said the only thing he could come up with to try and protect Dean.

"My brother lied…he's the one with the power, not me."

"Oh, so now we're going to go back to playing games are we?...Your brother didn't use them to save you, let's see if you'll use them to save him." Keith looked over at Jerry and Rick. "Take them back to the other room and string that one up." Keith said indicating Dean. The two men started to reach for Sam to pull him up but Dean stood up blocking their path.

"My brother almost died, he needs to rest."

"Get out of my way." Jerry said pointing his gun at Dean, when he didn't move he then pointed it at Sam. "I'll blow his knee cap off if you don't move." Dean had no choice, he stepped back. "Okay, that's more like it. Now help your brother up and take him back to the room you were in." Jerry ordered keeping his gun trained on them.

Dean gently helped Sam up then put Sam's arm over his shoulder and helped him walk down the hallway back to their room. Once there Dean was once more strung up by his wrists and Sam was tied to a chair directly in front of him.

"What are you going to do to him?" Sam swallowed hard as he looked up at Dean.

"We're just going to have us a little fun."

Keith walked over to Dean and backhanded him hard across his face. Dean's head snapped to the side and when he looked back a stream of blood ran out of the corner of his mouth.

"Go get it." Keith said glancing over at Jerry then smiling at Dean, he was going to enjoy this.

Sam could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he wondered what Jerry was going to bring back. He pulled on his ropes but he was helpless and there was nothing he could do to help his brother, only watch.

A few minutes later Sam's eyes widened in horror when Jerry walked back into the room holding a welding torch which he then handed to Keith. Keith switched it on then pulled out his lighter and lit it. He adjusted it till a blue flame shot out of the end of it. He then walked over to Dean and stood in front of him smiling, he then glanced at Sam.

"You can save your brother a lot of pain, just use your power and throw this thing out of my hands."

"I can't! Please! It doesn't work that way!" Sam pleaded as tears filled his eyes. He felt totally helpless. "Don't hurt him! Please!"

Keith drew the flame quickly across Dean's stomach causing him to cry out in pain, but not enough to cause him any serious damage.

"No! Stop!" Sam shouted as he struggled with his bindings.

Keith then held the flame up to Dean's face.

"Your brother can still be of use to us even without a face." He said as he slowly lowered the torch.

TBC