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Trapped

Chapter twelve

On the drive to the bank Keith tighten the collar around Sam's throat as Rick held his gun to his head.

"Just remember if you keep everyone pinned down no one gets hurt and we all get out of this alive. But if you try to be a hero, your brother dies, then you die. All I have to do is press a button on my phone and Jerry shoots your brother. Understood?"

Sam nodded as his heart pounded in his chest. He had heard Keith say that Jerry wouldn't even have to open the door but would shoot Dean though the window in the door like a trapped animal. Oh sure Dean could stay out of sight for awhile but for how long? His only hope was that if Jerry was forced to go into the room Dean would at least have a chance to take him down. But Sam knew he had no choice, he had to go through with Keith's plan or his brother might die.

Back at the warehouse

Dean knew he had to do something soon. If the bank robbery went bad Sam could die. And even if everything went according to Keith's plan Sam could still hemorrhage inside his brain and die from the exertion of using his powers. He knew even though Rick said Keith was a friend of their dad's, he'd let either of them die as long as he got the money. Keith had told him that Jerry would shoot him through the door so he had to find a way to lure him into the room. He had an idea. Using his belt buckle he put two deep cuts on his arms near his wrists careful not to cut too deep. He then squeezed his arm till he had two small pools of blood on the floor, then began throwing furniture around the room to attract Jerry's attention. Dean then got on the floor and lay on his back smearing the blood on his wrists and positioning them over the blood on the floor. He then waited.

The Bank

The car pulled up in front of the bank and Keith looked over at Sam.

"When we go in there I want you to keep everyone under control. I'm going to make everyone lie on the floor and I want you to keep them down. Anyone tries to reach for a cell phone or weapon you rip it out of their hands. I also want you to destroy the security cameras, rip them off the ceiling and the walls."

"I don't know if I can do all that." Sam was being honest, he had no idea how his powers would react.

"Oh, you better be able to, because if things don't go the way I planned a lot of innocent people could get hurt…" He looked at Sam. "including your brother, and you don't want that do you?"

"Look…I'm going to do everything I can to make sure this goes smooth and no one gets hurt, but…"

"But nothing…This works or your brother's dead."

They then got out of the car and entered the bank. Sam was relieved that there were only a few customers in the bank as he took his position against the door while Keith and Rick walked up to the tellers. He took a couple of deep breaths trying to stay calm and stop from shaking. He was scared, more scared then he had been in a long time. It things went wrong he could be signing his brother's death certificate.

The Warehouse

Just when Dean was beginning to think his plan wasn't working he could see Jerry looking in the room through his half shut eyes. He heard him unlock the door then run into the room

"What the hell!!" Jerry said as he bent down to examine Dean wondering why he would slit his own wrists. He knew Keith would flip out if Dean died since they still needed him to control his brother. He was only suppose to kill him if something went wrong at the bank.

"Surprise!" Dean said suddenly springing up and grabbing Jerry by his throat. Jerry tried to reach for his gun but Dean twisted it from his grasp then spun it around and held it at Jerry's head. "Now you tell me what bank they took my brother to or I'm going to blow your brains out?"

When Jerry looked away and didn't answer. Dean backhanded him hard across his face.

"I asked you a question…Where did they take my brother?"

When Jerry still didn't answer him Dean threw him against the wall then spun him around till he faced the wall. He quickly tied his hands behind his back then put a rope around his neck and threw the other end up over a beam in the ceiling. He then grabbed the loose end and pulled on it causing Jerry to stand on his toes.

"You hung my brother, now I'm going to hang you if you don't answer me." Dean relaxed the rope then pulled on it again when Jerry still refused to answer. This time he pulled till Jerry's feet were off the ground. He held him there for a few seconds then released him again. "Where did they take him? Next time I'm tying the rope off and leaving you." When Jerry didn't answer Dean once more began pulling on the rope.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Jerry screamed realizing that Dean was serious.

"Where's my brother?"

TBC