Chapter 27

"No," said Dean jumping up. He lunged at Victor. "You son of a bitch!!" he yelled. Bryan grabbed him and held him back. Victor walked over to Sam.

"Stay away from him you freak!" yelled Dean, but Victor just grinned and touched Sam's head. Dean struggled against Bryan's grasp. He wanted to kill this son of a bitch that did this to his brother.

"Get your hands off of him," said Dean.

"Dean stop," said Bryan, and shoved him back, but it was too late. Victor's eyes went cold and Dean shook his head.

"Come over here," said Victor in a dangerous voice. Dean didn't move.

"NOW Dean!" said Victor and Dean walked over.

"Look at him." Dean looked down at his brother.

"My master is going to use your prescious little brother for food, but all the cuts and bruises are your fault."

"What," asked Dean in disbelief. He grabbed Dean and slammed him up against the wall. "I told you not to try to get away, but you wouldn't listen. This happened to your brother, because you escaped. It's your fault." Victor became the soul collector.

"No," said Dean as the collector grabbed him around the throat, and picked him up off the ground with one hand. "You did this to him!"

"No I didn't," choked out Dean. "You did." He could hardly breathe as the collector kept on squeezing, his grip getting tighter and tighter.

"Dean," said Bryan. The collector stopped and put Dean back down on his feet. "I'm going to feed off him Dean." Dean gasped as he tried to catch his breathe. "I'm going to use him for food, but the beating he took was because of you!" He became Victor again and grabbed Dean by the shirt, shoving him hard. "I beat him personally. I took a metal pole and I beat the crap out of him as he screamed for mercy!"

"I'll kill you," said Dean. "I am going to kill you!"

Victor slammed him again. "Your not going to do anything. From now on you will do what I say or I will make his front look like his back, and I will tie you down and make you watch. Do you understand me?" Dean just glared.

"ANSWER ME!!!!!" yelled Victor, picking up the metal pole.

"Ok, I understand." said Dean. Victor turned to Bryan and held out his hand. "Give me the cuff key." he said. Bryan handed it over. Victor left, locking the cell door behind him. "Enjoy your little reunion," he said. "It will be over soon.

Dean paced back and forth in the cell.

"Bryan, we've got to get him out of here. He's not going to be able to take much more," said Dean nervously and went back over to check on Sam.

"I know, " said Bryan. He was just as nervous as Dean. Sam didn't look good at all, and it wasn't just the cuts and bruises he was talking about. He was so pale, and he actually looked like death warmed over. Bryan figured that the drug that he'd been getting had to do with some of that.

"Tony and Jack should be here by now," he said. He was afraid that something had happened to them to. If it had, they were all in serious trouble.

Bryan heard a knock at the window and turned to see his partner standing there. "Tony," he said and both he and Dean ran over.

"Hey," said Tony. He had climbed up a tree and now stood on the little balcony outside the window. He grabbed the bars to see if he could loose them then hit them in frustration when he found out they were stuck tight. They wouldn't be able to get them out that way.

"Where's Jack," asked Bryan.

"He's looking for another way in. How's Sam," asked Tony, looking over to where Sam lay.

"Not good Tony. We have to get him out of here," said Dean.

"We will. Just hang on." He ducked as the door opened and Michael came inside with a couple of men. Dean shot daggers at him as he ran over and stood between him and his brother. Bryan did the same.

"Don't touch him," warned Dean.

"He's not the one I want. Not this time." Michael looked at Bryan. The men grabbed him and he began to struggle against them. Dean charged, but two other men came in and grabbed him, holding him still.

"How many damn men do you have here," yelled Dean as he also struggled.

"A lot," said Michael. "Most of the men in this town is under my masters control. All of them will do his bidding." He grabbed Bryan by the hair. Bryan winced as his head was forced back. "Like I said before Bryan, you and me have some unfinished business to take care of." He let him go. "Bring him!"

Bryan fought as they dragged him out the door and Dean was knocked to the ground as he tried to help. Michael locked the door back. Tony jumped up and looked inside the cell again. Sam hadn't moved.

"Where'd they take him," said Tony afraid for his partner. Dean just shook his head. "I don't know," he said.

"Shit," said Tony and hit the bars again. "Hang on, ok. I'm going to go find Jack. We'll find another way in. We're going to get you out of here, do you understand me!" said Tony angrily. "I may even forget I'm a cop and kill some people myself!" Dean nodded.

"Be careful Tony. You heard him. There's a lot of men here."

"Yeah, I heard him," spat out Tony. "I'll be back. Hang on. Watch Sam." Tony left and Dean walked back over to his brother, who was beginning to stir.

"Sam," he said. Sam opened his eyes and looked at Dean.

"Dean I'm hurting all over," said Sam.

"I know," replied Dean touching his brothers head again, and brushing the hair out of his eyes. "Just hang on, ok. Want to try to sit up?"

Sam shook his head. "I don't think I can."

"Ok, then don't worry about it. Just stay there." said Dean. Victor came back in again and walked over to Sam.

Dean jumped up and hit Victor, but was knocked backwards and was grabbed by the two men that had grabbed him earlier. "No," he yelled. "Stay the hell away from him!"

Victor looked down at the terror in the younger brother's eyes and grinned. He took out another syringe.

"No," said Sam, "please."

"What do you keep giving him," said Dean fearfully. "Don't give him anymore!"

"It's a drug to make him stay put. I don't want him going anywhere. My master will be hungry again soon." He inserted the needle into Sam's arm delivering the drug. Sam fell unconscious again.

Dean struggle and did manage to kick one of the men and get away. He was about to kick the other when Victor yelled. "DEAN!!!!"

Dean looked. Victor had a knife at his brothers throat. "NO!!!!" yelled Dean. "Don't." The man got up off the ground and they grabbed Dean again. Victor walked over to him, furious. He took the metal pipe that he had used to beat Sam with and jabbed it hard into his stomach. Dean grunted and doubled over, then he hit him on the side of the head. Dean fell to the ground dazed.

Victor placed the metal pipe against Dean's throat and pressed down. "It would be so easy to crush you." said Victor. Dean began to gasp for breathe as the pipe cut off his air supply. Victor stopped and the men jerked Dean to his feet.

"Don't you ever do that again! UNDERSTAND!!!!!" He placed the pipe against his chin and lifted it up with it. "ANSWER ME!!!"

"Yes!" said Dean. The men let him go. Dean just glared. Victor took out another syringe and walked back over to Sam.

"NO," said Dean as Victor gave him another shot. He looked at Dean and laughed.

"Your going to learn Dean. Does Sam have to die, before you do?" Dean didn't say anything, he just continued to glare.