Hey Michele. There is a story before Payback. It's called The Cult. You should check it out. Lithifix the story had 75 chapters originally but they were short so I've combined a lot. There wont be 75 on here. Sorry. LOL. Here is the update.

Chapter 26

Victor hung up the phone after talking to Michael and went in to Sam. He was still strapped down on his stomach, and his whole body hurt. Victor walked over and grabbed him by his hair, forcing his head back. Sam cried out.

"Your brother's been captured again Sam. Just thought you'd like to know."
Victor shoved his head back down to the mattress. Sam shook his head but didn't say anything.

"Your friend Bryan's been captured to. I've told Michael to bring them both here. We all have some things to discuss." He looked down at Sam. "Not very talkative are you? Tell me Sam, want to be buried again?" Just the thought of it terrified Sam.

"No please," he said.

"Don't worry," said Victor. "Apparently my master wants to use you for food. He'll do that until he drains you dry."

"What?" asked Sam. He couldn't believe what he was hearing.

"He's going to feed off you Sam. Why do you think that he hasn't clamped down and took? Why do you think he only drinks the blood? Do you know that my Master has been known to feed off somebody for days before he kills them? That's what he's going to do to you."

"Why," asked Sam in fear.

"Because you taste good." Sam's head snapped up at the sound of the voice change and he saw the soul collector take control. "NO Please!" said Sam as the collector walked up to him. Sam struggled but he couldn't get away. The collector ran his hand down Sam's back. Sam winced and cried out because it hurt to be touched.

The collector bent down to his ear and said, "Don't worry Sam. I'm not thirsty. Not yet." He became Victor again and took out another syringe.

"No," said Sam. "Don't give me anymore of that stuff." Victor just laughed and inserted the needle into Sam's arm, delivering the contents into his vein. He had gotten so many shot's that it didn't take long before he was unconscious once again. "Your brother will be here soon Sam, and then we're going to have some fun." Victor left and locked the cell door behind him.

Michael walked back into the warehouse and instructed the men to bring Dean out of the cell. He began to struggle as they pulled him out, but Michael shoved him up against the bars. "Don't fight me Dean, or you'll be sorry." Dean went still.

"That's better," said Michael. "Victor wants me to bring you to him, so turn around." Dean did as he was told, and Michael cuffed his hands behind his back and blindfolded him, then he handed him over to the men with him. He gestured toward Bryan, and he came out of the cell. "Turn around," said Michael. Bryan turned around and was also handcuffed and blindfolded, then handed over to two other men.

"Let's go," said Michael and they shoved them toward the door and outside. They shoved them again, over to a van. Michael opened the door to the back and pushed them inside. "You ride with them," he said to the men. "If they so much as breathe wrong, shoot them, but don't kill them."

"Yes sir," they said and climbed in beside the two bound men. Michael climbed in the driver's seat and sped away.

Tony and Jack saw them bring Bryan and Dean outside. They saw them being shoved into the van. "What do you want to do?" asked Jack. "What's the plan?" Tony handed Jack a 9 mm automatic pistol.

"We're going to follow them to where they're holding Sam, and we're going to get all three of them the hell out of there," answered Tony. He was angry and couldn't wait to get a piece of these bastards.

Jack nodded. "I'm with you. Let's go." He was just as angry.

"Nobody's dying tonight Jack, understand? We use whatever we've got, to get them back." Jack knew what Tony was talking about, and nodded.

"I know you don't want any part of those powers of yours. I know you want to get away from them, but Jack..."

Jack stopped Tony by putting a hand on his shoulder. "I'll use them if I have to, ok?" Tony nodded. So did Jack. He was glad to see that Tony was back to normal."

The van pulled up in front of this two story house. Michael got out and opened the back. He pulled Dean and Bryan out and shoved them toward the door. When they entered the house, their blindfolds were removed. They both blinked to let their eyes adjust and was led over to a study, where Victor was waiting. He was sitting behind the desk, and the men pushed Dean and Bryan down onto the couch.

"Where's my brother," said Dean in a low voice. Victor grinned.

"He's around," he said. "You just don't learn do you? What happened to Sam is because you wouldn't listen."

"What do you mean," asked Dean suddenly afraid. What did they do to Sam? Victor ignored the question and turned to Bryan. "Where are the others," he asked.

"I don't know," said Bryan. "I left them at the motel." Victor told the men to search the grounds for any signs of the intruders and then turned back to his prisoners. He looked at Dean and saw the hatred in his eyes toward him. He couldn't resist, so he got up and walked over to where they were both sitting. He got down in Dean's face and said, "Do you want to threaten me Dean? You got something to say? Come on, son," he continued to taunt, "Give me a reason."

Dean wanted to. He wanted to so bad, but he knew that Victor'd just hurt Sam again, so he shook his head. "No," he said. "Good," said Victor. "I didn't think so." He looked at Bryan.

"Where are the other two," he asked again.

"I have no idea," said Bryan. "I told you I left them at the motel." Victor backhanded Bryan, snapping his head back. Bryan grunted and gritted his teeth against the pain that exploded in his face.

"If I find out you're lying to me Bryan, so help me, you will be sorry."

"I'm not lying," said Bryan as he tasted blood in his mouth. "Dean snuck out of the motel and I followed him. I don't know where Tony and Jack are."

"Please," said Dean. "Let me see Sam."

"You want to see Sam, fine." said Victor. He turned to Michael and the others. "Take them to his brother."

"Let's go," said Michael. Bryan and Dean rose and went with him. He led them both upstairs to a room that had bars on the doors. It looked like some type of cell. He shoved them inside and removed their cuffs, locking the door behind them.

Dean gasped in horror and fear at the site before him. "Oh my God," he said. "SAM!" He rushed over to his brother. Sam was still tied down on his stomach, legs and arms spread wide, and Dean cringed as he saw all the cuts and bruises all over Sam's body. He saw the large "X" that had been carved into his back also, as well as the small holes where the nails had been. It looked just like Dean's back.

"Sam," cried Dean. Bryan ran over and felt for a pulse. He had a strong one. He noticed the needle tracks on Sam's arm where he'd been drugged repeatedly.

"Sam," said Bryan. Dean touched his brothers head, brushing the hair out of his eyes. Bryan took some cuff keys that Michael had missed when he had been searched, and uncuffed Sam's hands and feet. "Help me," he said and him and Dean gently rolled him over on his back.

Dean knealt down beside him and touched his chest. "Sam. Wake up man, come on." Sam moaned and opened his eyes. He immediately began trying to struggle. "Easy, Sam, " said Dean quickly, getting closer to him. "It's me. It's Dean. Calm down."

"Dean," he said weakly and looked at his brother. "I'm here Sammy. Don't talk, ok? Bryan's here to. Are you ok? Just move your head, and let me know." Sam shook his head.

"It hurts," said Sam in a barely audible voice.

"I know it does," said Dean. Bryan looked at Dean's face. He saw that he was barely suppressing the anger, that was just under the surface, waiting to boil over. He had seen Dean angry before, but never like this. He looked like he could kill. Bryan touched Dean' shoulder and said to Sam, "We're going to get you out of here."

"We haven't got away?" said Sam weaker than before. He was having a hard time staying awake.

"No," said Bryan. "They've still got us, but we're going to get out of here. We will get you out of here. I promise." Sam nodded.

"Listen to me," said Dean as he watched Sam struggle to stay awake. "Close your eyes and rest. Ok? I'm right here." Sam nodded again and closed his eyes. Dean grabbed a blanket to cover his brother up with. He also found a pillow and placed it under his head.

He looked at Bryan, rage, hurt, and fear all playing on his face. It was so intense that Bryan actually took a step back from Dean. "I'm going to kill him," said Dean, barely able to keep from screaming. "He did this to my brother, and I swear I'm going to kill him." Bryan shook his head, and slowly approached Dean, hands up. He had never seen Dean like this before, not even when they faced Alanya 5 months ago.

"Dean, listen to me," said Bryan. "We're going to get him out of here. Sam's going to be ok. I promise."

"If you had let me stay at the warehouse, he wouldn't have been beat this bad. Victor said if I got away, this would happen." He took a step toward Bryan, who stood his ground.

"No, Victor said, if you got away, Sam would die, but he didn't. He's still alive."

"Barely!" said Dean, taking another step. He popped Bryan in the mouth, and Bryan's head snapped back, as his lip started to bleed.

"Shit," said Bryan and ducked as Dean threw the next punch! He grabbed Dean by the arm and spun him around, bending one of his arms behind his back, and placing the other one around Dean's neck, so he couldn't get away. "Will you stop that," said Bryan, and Dean began to struggle. "Be still!" Dean couldn't get away from Bryan's grasped, so he just went still.

"Now listen to me, he would have done that anyway, whether you got away or not. That's what he does. He did it to you, didn't he?" Dean nodded.

"Now, if I let you go, are you going to pop me in the mouth again?"

"No," said Dean. Bryan let go, and Dean turned back around rubbing his arm. He'd have to use that move one day, he thought. He looked at Bryan. "I'm sorry. I'm scared Bryan. Sam's been through a lot. Hell, we both have, but he's never been beat that bad before, he's never been buried before."

"We're going to get him out of here. I mean it. Tony and Jack should be outside now. We will get out, I promise."

"I won't leave Sam again," said Dean defiantly.

"None of us are going to leave Sam again. OK?" said Bryan and Dean nodded. Victor opened the door and came inside the cell. "So," he said. "How's your little reunion with your brother Dean?" Dean just glared. Victor looked at Sam.