Time, Tattoos and Trouble.

Third in the Decebal Trilogy

Disclaimer: Not mine never was and never will be...sigh just my own fevered imagination and the odd original character.

Author's warning:Nastiness of the extreme in this chapter

Author's Note: We have another heat wave hitting here and coz of that we had a blackout here lasting nearly 4 hours last night. Naturally, it had to happen while I was working on this chapter. Sigh then to top it all off, my file recovery doesn't want to work so needless to say I lost five pages of work. So I am rewriting the chapter and hoping that I can do it justice. I loved what I had done but the save didn't go through and now with recovery not working. Oh welz not like I am going out anywhere today as we're heading up to the low 40's again today, (Celsius that it, not too sure what that is in Fahrenheit).

CHAPTER 19 Till Lust Do Us Part

Dean opened his eyes and groaned audibly, his body ached and his injured shoulder was now numb right down his arm to the tips of his fingers. Resting his head against the cool wall, he glanced down to where Sam was lying to find the mattress empty. Confused Dean tried to force himself to remember exactly what happened, after stitching up Sam, Decebal disappeared, Sam's confession about what Ruby did to him and then his brother blanking out. Dean scowled and started to bang his head against the wall, why can't he remember anything else?

'You will do yourself some damage doing that dear one.' Decebal tutted as he appeared in front of Dean, 'and I can't have that.'

'Where's Sam?' Dean demanded pushing himself upright, he had to balance his weight on one leg, his injured ankle flared to painful life again when he attempted to stand on it.

'Very funny Dean,' Decebal's smile vanished as he stared at the bloodstained mattress, 'where oh where did your brother go?'

'You tell me you freak, what have you done to him now?'

'This is not funny Dean why would you test me with such frivolous behaviour? Surely you have realised that it is impossible for either of you to escape.'

'What happened to my brother?' Dean yelled fury distorting his handsome features, Decebal took an involuntary step back in shock as he regarded the older Winchester, 'I'm not asking Deci ... tell me what I want to know now.'

'What is the last thing you remember happening?' Decebal asked his voice low and controlled.

'Sam passing out and my sitting next to him.' Dean's eyes narrowed and his glare sharpened as he watched his captor carefully, 'what is it that you're not telling me?'

'Damn it.' Decebal waved a hand and a small monitor appeared, 'this is the security vision for this room.'

'You have cameras on us?' The incredulous look on Dean's face would have been comical if it wasn't such a serious situation. Without answering him, Decebal flicked on a switch and a grainy image came into focus on the screen. With a heavy heart, Dean watched himself sewing up the damage done to Sam's lower back, nausea rolled in his stomach and he swallowed thickly. The conversation buzzed in his ears as he listened to Sam's description of what happened to him once again, surreptitiously he glanced over at Decebal while Sam spoke and saw the darkening of the demon's eyes and the fury written across his face. Obviously, even Decebal didn't know the extent of the abuse Sam had suffered. Turning back to the screen Dean watched Sam lose consciousness and then he saw himself sit back against the wall, his shoulders shaking with his tears. Embarrassed Dean kept his burning face turned away from the demon next to him intent on watching the screen, where two shadows appeared but no actual bodies, he saw himself jerk and lift his head in surprise before tumbling silently to the left, then the two shadows took shape one becoming Ruby the other into a male demon Dean didn't recognise. They bent over Sam with the male quickly tying his wrists and ankles together while Ruby gagged and blindfolded him. horrified Dean watched as the demon male effortlessly picked Sam up in a fireman's carry position and then the two of them vanished leaving Dean unconscious on the floor: alone.

'What the fuck is going on Decebal?' Dean demanded turning his rage on the demon, 'what was with Ruby?'

'I-I don't understand.' Decebal frowned ignoring Dean's temper, with a wave of his wrist he pinned his prisoner against the wall giving him a chance to put things together. He knew that Ruby was in league with the Big Guy but for them so blatantly steal Decebal's pet like that was ... unbelievable.

'Let me down so help me Decebal let me down...' Dean spat the words out straining to free himself from his invisible bonds.

'When you can control yourself Dean I will let you down.' Decebal said clearly distracted as he spoke.

Confused Dean forced himself to calm down and watch the demon carefully, 'what Decebal? A little palace coup going on huh?'

'She betrayed me by taking my pet.'

'Your what? Last I knew Sam was his own man and my brother.'

'Semantics, so Dean here is the thing I will let you down and you will behave and help me find your brother.'

'And if I don't?'

'I will have you killed slowly while I find Sam, and then I will take his mind from him and make him my bed warmer for the rest of his life.'

'How do I know that you won't do that anyway?'

'I have no desire to ruin either one of you beautiful specimens of human men no on the contrary I have learnt to curb that side of me, the side that screams vengeance for the trouble you have caused me over the years. Now, now I know as long as I possess the two of you I can do what I like.'

'I am going to kill you Decebal.'

'Been there done that, don't care for it. So Dean do we have a deal. I promise I won't hurt you or umm have you pleasure me until after we find Sam. Truce?'

'Truce.' Dean ground out, his inner warning system screamed loudly in his head but he knew in his current position he didn't have any other choice.

'Your tattoo is back.'

'Okay random.' Dean shook his head as he felt the force leaving him and he slumped down, just stopping himself from falling forward.

'When did your tattoo return?'

'When we got here.' Dean glared at Decebal, 'why what's it got to do with Sam?'

'The sigils that Ruby carved in your brother's skin?'

'Yeah,'

'They are the last part of your tattoo, she is summoning a dragon demon.'

'Don't understand, dragons are mythical creatures.'

'Yeah but the demons are the fact behind the fiction.' Decebal explained like he was talking to a five year old. 'Dragon demons are reptilian in appearance, they do produce fire balls though not from their mouths. They are virtually impossible to kill and have huge appetites.'

'For what?'

'Human meat and blood for one and ... let's just say that they have insatiable lust for another.'

'Sam?'

'She has taken him as a sacrifice.'

'Why Sam?'

'It is personal in the fact that she wants me to suffer and I guess well ... she did enjoy breaking your brother.'

'What does she get out of it?'

'Control of dragon demons, very potent power and abilities.'

'Fuck.'

'I will not let her ruin my pet.'

'I am so not going to say anything to that ... what I want to know is if the sigils on Sam are the end product of the tattoo then why do I have the tattoo and not Sam?'

Sam tried to open his eyes once again, his eyelids felt so heavy and sticky, like they had been glued shut. Bit by bit he did an internal inventory of his injuries, his back though still sore, was no longer breathtakingly painful, the various bruises scattered over his body joined in with the ache but that was all. His head hurt and throbbed unmercifully, he guessed yet another lump to add to his growing collection. His nose blocked with dried blood and mucous itched and he wanted to scratch it so badly but with his arms outstretched and his wrists tied tightly to the bed frame there was no chance in that. All in all, he felt miserable, achy and itchy, not one of his better days.

Licking his dry lips Sam tried to open his eyes, this time he succeeded in slitting them open, the bright light assaulted his sensitive retinas immediately making him slam his eyes closed, so much for looking around.

'Oh dear Sammy, your eyes bothering you?' Ruby's voice cut through the silence and he turned his head in the direction it came from.

'Ruby?' His voice sounded dry and rough even to him, 'where? What?'

'Oh poor baby, here let me give you something to drink,' Ruby slid a hand under Sam's head and tilted a bottle of water towards his lips. Greedily he gulped the cool liquid, a small moan of protest came when she pulled the bottle away. 'Uhhuh not just yet too much will make you sick.'

'What happened?' Sam asked testing his voice again, he jumped startled when he felt something on his face, silently berating himself when he realised it was a wet cloth.

'Hold still baby I just want to wash your eyes a little help sooth them.' Ruby gently wiped his face and eyes, turned the lights off and left a lamp burning next to the bed, 'you can open those gorgeous eyes for me now baby.'

Sam blinked and waited until everything stopped swirling around him and came into focus. 'Thanks.'

'My pleasure baby, now want some more water?' Ruby held the bottle up to Sam's lips once again, a gentle caring smile on her face as she watched him sip the water this time, savouring each droplet.

'Ruby ... I – I don't remember ... what happened? Where's Dean?'

'Decebal has your brother.' Ruby sniffed, 'I was able to rescue you.'

'Rescue me? Why?'

'Oh poor baby he was going to sacrifice you to the dragon demons.' Ruby picked up the cloth and continued her gentle ministrations, washing Sam's broad chest and shoulders, 'I tried to save your brother but ... at least I could get you out.'

'Wait ... what do you mean dragon demons?' Sam stared at Ruby his face filled with confusion and doubt, 'there are no such things as dragons.'

'Well not per se ... the dragon demons are the fact behind the fiction.' Ruby explained as she moved further down Sam's torso, wringing the cloth out with fresh water she continued to wash him as she spoke, 'they are reptilian but have human shapes, they are very violent and aggressive. They live on human blood and flesh and enjoy ... Hmm how can I put this delicately they enjoy violent fucking, usually fucking a human to death, completely sadistic and dominating.'

'You sound so enthused.'

'Oh I am not even in their league.'

'So ... what do they bestow on the one that makes the ... the sacrifice?'

'Strength and loyalty, the length of time depends on how impressed they are with the offering. You my darling, would bring about a lifetime of loyalty. You're strong, beautiful, sexy, and psychic. Your brother, a warrior they hunger for warriors.'

'I don't understand why would Decebal go to these lengths only to sacrifice us? I mean he is a sick freak but he has only wanted to own us, and crap like that not ... not offer me and Dean for sacrifice.'

'Are you questioning me? What I am telling you?'

'Ruby ...'

'You are! You don't believe me!' Ruby shrieked her hand struck Sam's cheek with blinding speed, splitting the skin open. 'I saved your life and you do not believe me?'

'Why did you carve those symbols in me then?' Sam snapped his head thrummed with a growing migraine, his face stung now and trickled blood and past experience with the Dominatrix often proved her a liar.

'They are to protect you.' Ruby said after a moment's hesitation, a moment too long.

'They are summoning symbols aren't they.' Sam stared at her with growing anger and hatred flaring in his eyes.

'Damn you Sam ... you could have had it all with me, I would have treated you so ... even better than my other subs, but you had to go and ruin it all.' Ruby stamped her foot and threw the bowl of water against the wall. 'Perhaps you should learn your place.'

'Ah here is the Ruby I have come to know and loathe.' Sam spat at Ruby, 'not the caring and sharing bitch from earlier.'

'Why Sam? Why can't you submit to me?'

'Because I belong to no one and I will never submit to anyone. I am no one's submissive pet.'

'Famous last words Sammy.'

'Ha! Dean will rescue me and then I can send your ass back to hell where you belong.'

'You are never to mention that name ever again!' Ruby hissed her face contorting with anger showed her true appearance for a fleeting second before the coldly beautiful features settled again.

'Why? You so afraid of my brother? Dean! Dean! Dean!' Sam taunted her, he knew it was irrational and probably not going to end well for him but he couldn't help himself, he hated being so weak and didn't care anymore.

'Stop it now Sammy.' Ruby warned her voice low and steady, 'do not push me.'

'Dean!' Sam smiled and winked, 'ya know my brother don't ya, he goes by the name of Dean and he's gonna kick your ass just for touching me.'

'That is enough Samuel do you hear me!' Ruby snarled spinning on her spiked heels she strode to the other side of the room, keeping her back to Sam as she searched for something in the cupboards lining the far wall.

'Dean Winchester, hunter and brother.' Sam called out to her, wanting her to react irrationally, perhaps loosening his bonds slightly. 'Ya know Decebal chose him over you don't you. Chose him, Dean over you Ruby.'

Ruby turned keeping her hands behind her back she walked back to the bed, smiling pleasantly, 'you really don't know when to shut up do you Sammy?'

'Nope not when I know I'm annoying the shit out of you.' Sam taunted her even more, 'Dean, Dean, Dean, Dean, oh and Dean.'

Ruby climbed onto the bed and straddled Sam's waist, digging her knees in against his sides. Reaching over him, she placed a vial filled with black fluid on the bedside cabinet. 'So Sammy do you want to apologise to me, for being so hateful?'

'In your dreams.' Sam hissed as Ruby slid over him running her hands along his taut outstretched ones, feeling the quivering in the muscles from so long in the same locked position. She licked along his bottom lip letting her long hair cascade over her shoulder, curtaining him with it. 'Oh you do taste good Sammy.'

'Bite me.'

'Oh my pleasure.' Ruby sunk her teeth into his lower lip drawing blood, gathering the crimson liquid on the tip of her tongue she lapped at the cuts until the bleeding stopped. His blood still glistening on her lips. 'What? Got nothing to say now?'

'You are a fucking bitch but hey that's an insult to dogs.'

'Wrong thing to say Sammy, if you apologise now I will forgive you.'

'Oh Ruby I am so sorry, sorry that I can't kill you now.' Sam smiled sweetly.

Ruby snarled and slapped him hard, she grabbed the vial and moved up until she sat on his chest her knees slamming into his armpits. 'You are a disrespectful dog Sam, and you have to be punished.' With her free hand she gripped Sam's jaw with surprising strength, popped the top from the vial and tipped the contents into Sam's open mouth, pushing his chin up before he could spit it out, 'swallow.' She hissed keeping the pressure on his chin she pinched his nose closed, lifting his head up she slammed it against the mattress until he could do nothing but swallow the poisonous liquid.

The reaction was instantaneous, his back arched as the poison made its way down his throat and oesophagus, coating everything it touched with an acidic burn. Gasping for breath, Sam felt like he was drowning, each gasp for oxygen burnt even more. He opened his mouth to scream but no sound came out, not even a soft whimper.

As sudden as the effects hit they subsided and Sam fell back limply, his head lolling to one side as he forced oxygen into his labouring lungs. Ruby smiled and ran her fingers down his chest a few times before cupping his cheek in her hand and made him turn his head to look at her. 'You see Sam, I have made some new friends since we last played together. One in particular is a scientist, yep a demon scientist go figure. Anyhoo he made this wonderful little toy for me, it adheres itself to any internal organ and effectively freezes it. In your case, your vocal cords and everything lining your throat, your gut and stomach. The numbing should be starting now, I can force you to drink boiling oil and you wouldn't feel the damage or make a sound. You should have stopped talking Sam I did warn you.' Ruby slid off the bed, picked up the wet cloth and wiped the remnants of the poison from Sam's lips, then she lifted the bottle of water and poured some into his mouth, 'rinse baby, can't have any in your mouth when I want to kiss you can I?'

Trembling with shock and feeling dazed Sam did what she wanted while he tried to workout exactly what she did to him. 'Ah poor silent Sammy, oh and if you are wondering yes there is a cure, but if I die it dies with me.'

The door opened then and a large man stepped in, his bulk filling the doorway completely, 'so this is Sam Winchester.' His voice rolled like thunder, 'funny I expected someone ... taller.'

Sam glared at the new arrival, he tried to concentrate on his breathing but that was even impossible under the scrutiny of the demon.

'Master, I had to silence him but he is primed and ready to go.' Ruby said sliding herself around her Lord and Master, 'we can do whatever we like and he cannot make a sound.'

'Hmm interesting Ruby, you have done well child. Tell me the summoning ritual?'

'Almost complete Master, we will be ready for the full moon in two days.'

'Excellent, you are truly my pet.' He bent down and placed a kiss on the top of Ruby's head. 'I am sure that you have lots of questions Sam, oh but that's right you can't speak anymore can you.'

Sam sharpened his glare and willed the demon to burst into flames and die there and then, but so intent on the latest demon to harass him, Sam didn't notice the two silent men approach either side of the bed, he didn't see the syringe in the hand of one of them, all he saw was the amused look on the demon's face and the strange glittering in Ruby's eyes. A sharp prick in his neck made Sam jump and he turned his head to stare up at the man holding the now empty needle. His body felt light, floating and a buzzing took up residence in his ears blocking out everything else.

He felt the hands unlocking the cuffs around his wrists and he tried to fight back but his body wouldn't respond. Without a thought for his wellbeing, they dragged Sam to his feet, propping him up between them. The demon covered the distance between them in two easy strides, he gripped a handful of Sam's hair tightly and yanked his head back, forcing Sam to focus on him. 'Listen to me little boy, you are to do what you are told, when you are told, anything else will result in punishment and believe me when I tell you Ruby's punishments are like a walk in a park compared to mine.' He let Sam's head drop forward as he let go of his hair and then the demon turned his attention to the men holding Sam. 'Take him to the bathroom, clean him thoroughly he reeks of sweat and sickness. Tend to his injuries and check the symbols carefully. Make sure he is clean and coherent, bring him to your Mistress' dungeon when finished.'

'Yes Master.' The two men answered simultaneously, then they dragged Sam towards the only other door in the room. They pulled the remains of the harem pants from Sam's body and then shoved him face first against the shower cubicle wall. One of them pinned Sam against the tiles while the other attached a short chain to the metal collar around his neck. Suspended from the chain Sam felt his knees give way but he couldn't fall properly the collar cut into his neck forcing him to keep his footing. The shock of the water, icy cold, hitting his burning skin took Sam's breath away and for a few seconds he saw tiny black dots dancing in front of him as he fought to remain conscious. Rough hands scrubbed him with hard soap and a scrubbing brush, taking a layer of skin along with it.

Finally, the relentless scrubbing stopped but before Sam could take a breath the needles of water hit him again, silent tears ran down his face, his raw skin oversensitive to the cold water.

As abruptly as the shower started it stopped, towel dried with rough wandering hands, one of the men stood at the door while the other molested Sam while still chained in the shower cubicle, unable to cry out, and unable to fight back. He retreated into his mind, escaping into memories of his childhood with Dean, his superhero brother.

The other man took his turn this time he unlocked the chain and let Sam fall to his knees, gripping the chain tightly, he made his hapless victim remain upright, then fisting his hand in Sam's hair forced him onto his erection. 'Suck it good boy.' The man uttered, 'or you will be punished.'

Choking Sam struggled to free himself, earning a cuff on the side of his head, two hands gripping his head tightly pushing him harder against the man's groin, 'suck it deep boy, I got all day.'

As he started to slide into oblivion, Sam felt himself dragged out of the bathroom and down a set of stairs, he tried to take notice of his surroundings but his dazed mind couldn't take any details in. The slamming of the door behind him, startled Sam enough to lift his head and squint around the room. The dungeon.

'On your knees, whelp.' One of the men holding him pushed Sam from behind and he stumbled falling hard onto his knees, wincing with pain Sam wavered as the pain spiked through his body. His battered ribs shifted with the force and added to his agony, gulping at the oxygen evading his tortured lungs, Sam willed himself to die there and then.

'Oh no you don't.' Ruby snarled watching Sam deciding to give up, 'no dying on my watch.' She lifted a cold stare at the men waiting their next orders, 'put him on the bed, and use the leather thongs to tie him down.'

'Yes Mistress.' They replied dragging Sam over to the satin covered bed, easily tying him down with loops of wet leather thongs, knowing as they dried they will cut viciously into Sam's wrists and ankles.

Sam blinked and tried to focus on what was happening but it was becoming too much for him to comprehend. Silently he stared up at Ruby, large tears rolled down his face, he looked so lost and so fragile that Ruby almost felt sorry for what she had inflicted on him, almost sorry.

Feeling the movement on top of him, Sam watched Ruby straddle him, his heart started to thud painfully against his broken ribs as he watched her produce a silver cock ring. The terror built inside of him as the memories came flooding back, as she slid in onto him, pushing his flaccid penis through fastening it tightly around the base. Then she sat up and reached across him this time producing a hammer and silver nails.

Sam felt the white light explode in his head, his terror gone replaced with rage, and she was not going to do it again to him. 'Dean!' He screamed with his mind as unconsciousness finally claimed him, giving his tortured body and soul a brief respite.

The remains of the dungeon settled around his still body, Ruby lay lifelessly across Sam, her eyes wide and unseeing. One of the male slaves skewered through the chest by a sharp spear protruding from the weapons rack, and the other one lay under a pile of rubble, his face crushed beyond recognition.

The demon appeared and stared around at the carnage, roaring with fury his last chance to trap the dragon demons lost, the bitch unable to control herself must have forced the boy to use his abilities. Now they were all useless.

In a flare of flames, he disappeared leaving the three bodies where they lay. Sam's eyes fluttered open and he watched as the demon vanished before sliding back into the pain-free, coolness of oblivion. 'Dean?' he soundlessly called, he let his eyes slide shut with the knowledge that Dean will find him. One day.

John limped up towards Josh, pulled his fist back and let fly hitting his friend squarely on the jaw sending him sprawling backwards. 'John what the hell?'

'Did you really think that you were going to leave me behind? Let you go searching for my sons alone?'

'John ... you're not strong enough too ...' Josh started but was silenced by another hard punch this one dazing him.

'I can keep it up all day Joshua.' John panted, he stood over his fallen friend but swayed drunkenly as his last reserves of strength started to ebb away.

'John ... alright I'm sorry for taking off without you.' Josh put his hands up in surrender. John bent down and helped Josh stand up, 'good glad we understand each other.'

'How?' Josh winced as he fingered his jaw, 'how the hell did you find me?'

'I aint no hunter and tracker for nothing.' John mumbled, 'we're wasting time.'

Leaving the stolen car on the side of the road, John joined Josh in his truck, easing his aching body onto the passenger seat, thankful to sit down, but feeling good with himself for getting mobile and active in finding his sons. 'Hang on boys, I'm coming.'

TBC