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Trapped

Chapter fifteen

"Sammy? …Come on Sam don't do this to me." When Sam still didn't respond Dean knew what he had to do. He reached in the car and grabbed Sam under his arms and pulled him out of the car and into the motel room. He put him on the floor next to the bed and checked his pulse, it was barely there. Dean then went back to the trunk and took out the first aide kit and another small box.

He knew Sam needed blood and he was going to give it to him. They both had the same blood type and he had watched his dad take blood from him and give it to Sam before when Sam had been injured in an accident and there wasn't any hospital around for miles. He took tubing out of the small box and two sharp needles. He wiped Sam's arm down with alcohol then stuck the needle into a vein and taped it in place then attached one end of the tubing to it. Next he inserted another needle into his own vein and attached the other end of the tubing to it. He then lay down on the bed and began squeezing his fist causing the blood to flow down the tube and into Sam's arm. He prayed it wasn't too late. Sam was pale and cold, a sure sign he was going into shock from the blood loss. Dean knew his brother should be in the hospital, but a hospital meant cops and cops meant questions, something they could do without. Besides Sam needed help now and probably wouldn't survive a trip to the hospital.

Later

Dean was beginning to feel tired and weak from his own blood loss and he knew if he passed out there would be no one to take care of his brother. He waited for as long as he could then pulled the tube out of his arm and also removed the tube from Sam's arm. He was glad to see some of the color already returning to his brother's face. He tried to pull Sam up to the bed but he was too weak. There was nothing he could do so he left him on the floor and fell back onto the bed, within seconds he passed out.

The next morning

Dean woke up to the sight of Sam standing beside the bed looking down at him.

"Well at least you could have given me a pillow." Sam said smiling.

"Just be glad you're here at all." Dean grinned back. "I wasn't sure if you were going to make it last night."

Sam sat on the edge of the bed and looked at his brother.

"Thanks." He knew what Dean had done for him. "How are you doing?" Sam could tell by giving him blood Dean was now almost as weak as he had been.

"I'll be fine." Dean grinned over at Sam. "Just think, now that you got some of my blood flowing in you you'll have to fight the girls off….All that Dean Winchester charm just running through your body ….You better make good use of it."

"So that's why I have an urge for a burrito and a beer. God I think I'll shoot myself if I start liking your taste in music."

"You'd never be that cool."

"I hope not…Seriously though thanks, you probably saved my life."

"Hey, no need to get all touchy feely about it. I couldn't have you dying on me; you still owe me twenty bucks."

"Just deduct it from the fifty you owe me."

"By the way did I tell you, you look like hell?" Both of them were covered in bruises and dirt. "Who wants to hit the shower first?"

"You go ahead."

Dean got up slowly and swayed a little but quickly recovered. He removed his shirt and headed for the bathroom. Sam winced when he saw the bruises covering Dean's stomach and the jagged whip marks down his back. "You gonna be okay?"

"Yeah, once I get a shower I'll be as good as new."

Later

They both took showers then patched each other up the best they could. Dean then called his dad on his cell phone but as usual only reached his voice mail. He left a message telling him what happened to them and to beware of Keith, if that was even his real name. After Dean hung up he looked at Sam and could tell something was bothering him and he knew what it was.

"Sam I know you want to go after them, and if the cops weren't looking for them I'd say yeah, let's track them down. But you know we can't. If the cops find us with them and if they got a look at your face on the security camera we're history. I've warned Dad about him, when he gets back to us we'll figure a way to take them down together."

"When he gets back to us? Dean you know as well as I do Dad has his own time line. Who knows whether he'll get back to us… today or next year."

"We don't have a choice in this Sam. I want to get these bastards as much as you do believe me, but we got to stay away."

Sam knew that Dean was right, but after what those men put them through he hated the thought that they might go free.

"Well if we're not going to go after them what are we going to do?"

Dean turned the TV on to a news show.

"First we got to see what the cops know and whether they're looking for you."

TBC