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Trapped

Chapter eleven

Three days later

For the next three days the men kept conditioning Sam to respond to the electrical shock. Finally all they had to do was give him a little shock and his powers would be unleashed. They then told him their plan. He would be stationed inside the door of the bank and he was to make sure no one tried anything. He was to rip the security guard's gun away and shatter the security cameras by using his powers. Hopefully when the customers saw what he could do they'd be too frightened to try anything. Or if anyone did try anything it would be Sam's job to stop them by pinning them down. Keith and Rick would then be able to gather the money and escape with Sam and no one would be hurt. They only wanted the money and didn't want a murder rap hanging over their heads. While they were at the bank Jerry would stay with Dean and if he didn't hear from Keith at timed intervals it would mean something went wrong and he had orders to kill Dean.

Their room

They had been left alone for the last few hours while the men went over their plans and Sam had finally collapsed from both exhaustion and blood loss. Dean sat next to him on the floor worried but also glad that Sam was finally getting some much needed rest. The men had been programming him for the last few days with little rest and now they were fairly certain they could control Sam's powers well enough to get them in and out of the bank with no problems. They had hoped to be able to stop the nosebleeds but in fact they were only getting worse and Sam was growing weaker each time he was forced to use his power. Dean knew if the bleeding didn't stop Sam would become too weak to be of use to them, and was worried about what would happen to his brother when that happened. He heard a soft moan and looked down as Sam began to wake up.

"Sammy?"

Sam only moaned in reply.

"Sam, just go back to sleep, try to get some rest."

"Dean?" Sam slowly opened his eyes but then quickly shut them again as the bright light from the room caused a sharp pain to shoot through his head.

"Sam listen to me…. I think they're going to take you to the bank today or tomorrow, and if they do….I want you to do whatever you can to get away from them. Once they get to the bank just walk away, don't let them take you inside. They're not going to go after you and draw attention to themselves in front of a bunch of witnesses."

Sam weakly pulled himself up with Dean's help and sat against the wall. He kept his head back and his eyes squeezed shut as he pinched the bridge of his nose trying to lessen the pain.

"They'll kill you if I do that."

"Let me worry about that." Dean could tell that he was building a resistance to the drugs they had been giving him. He was no longer as weak and confused as he had been. If he knew Sam was safe he figured he could take on whoever was left behind to watch him, or even all three of them if he had to. But he knew if they attempted to escape right now Sam would be of little use, he was way too weak and he couldn't take the chance of his brother being hurt.

"Dean." Sam said softly.

"Yeah."

"Dean I'm scared ...I'm scared something's going to go wrong at the bank and I'm scared I'm going to hurt someone."

Dean swallowed hard as he looked at Sam. He flashed back to when they were little and Sam had a nightmare. His brother had started coming to him instead of their dad and he would try to comfort him. Their dad would always tell him it was just a dream and to go back to bed, but he never told him that, he'd listen to Sam's fear then sit next to him and stay with him till he fell asleep. That's what it felt like now….that Sam wanted him to comfort him and this time he wasn't able to.

"Sammy it will be alright. We've gotten through worse then this before." Dean said the only thing he could think of at the moment.

"But what if I can't control my powers Dean? They think I can but what if I can't? What if people get hurt because of me? What if it all goes wrong and people die…because of me?"

"That's not going to happen Sam, everything will be okay, and we're going to get out of this somehow, you'll see.

Their conversation was suddenly interrupted when the door opened and the three men walked in. Jerry and Rick both kept their guns trained on the brothers while Keith walked over and stood in front of Sam. Both Keith and Rick now wore disguises which consisted of glasses, wigs, and fake moustaches.

"Today's your big day boy. And you better do exactly what I tell you to or Jerry's going to be putting a bullet in your brother and then I blow you away." Keith threw a clean shirt down in front of Sam. "Put that on, we can't have you going into a bank all bloody."

Sam looked at Keith but didn't say a thing as he took off his shredded bloody shirt and put on the clean one. Keith then reached down and yanked Sam to his feet.

"Come on kid, you're going to make me a lot of money." He pushed Sam toward the door.

Dean jumped up and glared at Keith but with two guns trained on him there was little he could do. Keith turned and looked at him.

"You better hope your brother cares about you because if he doesn't perform, Jerry's going to put a bullet in you. He won't even have to open the door, he'll blow you away right through the window." Keith had already told Jerry to just open the window in the door and shoot Dean, then to abandon the building. If things went wrong they were all going to meet later at a designated area.

Dean watched as Sam was pushed out of the door and it was slammed behind him. He blinked back tears as he stared at the door and prayed Sam had listened to him and would somehow break away from the men before going into the bank. But he knew his brother, and now that Sam had heard them threaten him he knew Sam would do everything possible to make sure everything went smooth so he wouldn't be hurt. He knew he had to get out of there somehow and find out where they were taking his brother before it was too late.

TBC