Being tied to a bed might be worse than being shacked to the ground. At least when you are chained to the ground you can stand. When you are tied to a bed you can't move in any direction not matter how hard you try. The ropes around my wrists are stained red from the blood that flows out of the wounds I have created. I don't know how much longer I can deal with this. The only relief I get is in my dreams when I get to see Dean but he is really beating himself up for the fact he can't find exactly where Spencer is hiding me. I wish I could be of more help to him but as I said before I can't remember the journey to this prison.
I heard a crash and a rock being hurled through the window. It hit my wall and shattered into dirt. I turn my head all over the room to make sure nobody heard the noise; it didn't seem real. I was kind of afraid to turn my head to the window. Not because I was afraid someone would be there it was because if I looked to the window and there was no sign of a crack I would go crazy. I turned my head to the window very slowly and saw Sam peeking through the hole he obviously created.
"Sam?" I asked as my voice caught in happiness.
"Rikki thank god!" He said breaking the rest of the glass that separated him and me. "Wow." He said stepping through the window and looking at the state I was in. "Don't worry I will have you out in no time." He sighed taking a knife out of the pocket in his jeans.
"How did you find me?" I question as he quickly started his work on the ropes around me.
"We will talk about that later." He whispered not looking up at me. He was so focused. "Damn these knots how did he even tie these in this way?" He said mostly to himself.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" Spencer's voice said from the doorway. You couldn't see him because it was too dark but you could make out a figure. "Step away from my fiancée." He said in a threatening tone flicking on the light. "We wouldn't want anyone to get hurt; especially her." Spencer said in a low tone approaching Sam.
"You would hurt your our fiancée? Dude you have some problems you need to work on." Sam chuckled with no humor. Sam looked threatening and stepped right in front of the bed.
"I will only say this one more time. Get away from my fiancée!" Spencer growled.
"Come and get me." Sam smiled gesturing his right hand towards himself. Spencer sprang at him and didn't even knock him down. Sam grabbed him before he could recover from his attack and picked Spencer up by the neck of his shirt, looked him in the eye and threw him to the same wall that the rock hit. That rock was only dirt now and I knew one of them wouldn't be far behind. It only took Spencer a minute to regain his handle and he took out a gun from the back of his pocket. He always kept in there in case I tried to escape; like that was even possible.
He pointed the gun at Sam and I closed my eyes. I heard a shot and couldn't bring myself to open my eyes. I was afraid I would find Sam dead of the floor bleeding out. I slowly opened my eyes to see yes Sam was shot but Spencer might not have been aiming well or Sam jump out the way of the bullet because only his arm was bleeding.
"You shouldn't mess with me because next time I won't miss."
"You missed once you can miss again. Tell me something Spencer; is it fun to tie up your women so they can't escape from you? Or is Rikki just a special case?" Sam smiled through the pain I could scent radiating from him. "You can kill me Spencer but I will always find a way to come back. The Warriors of Mist have that kind of power."
"You're buffing; The Warriors of Mist would have nothing to do with something this small."
"Well apparently they do because here I am." Sam said picking his knife off the floor. He must have dropped it when Spencer came at him. "Now you can allow her to go with me quietly and I won't rip you to shreds or we can do it your way and you can be dead before you lay on finger on me or her. Which will it be?" Sam questioned stepping backwards toward me. He stopped in mid-step when Spencer laid his fingers on the trigger. Without another thought Sam threw his knife at Spencer and it hit him in the in the right side of his chest he collapsed.
"Sam!" I screamed looking at Spencer on the floor.
"Don't worry he isn't going to die. He is just passed out. We will drop him at the ER before I take you back to the house." He smiled taking the knife out of Spencer's chest and walked over to me to finish cutting the ropes that were keeping me to the bed.
"Sam you sure he is going to be okay?" I asked looking at Spencer in the backseat. He was lying on a towel that Sam put over the seats so he wouldn't bleed on his nice leather seats.
"I told you he will be fine. He asked for it." Sam said looking at Spencer in his review mirror and then looked back at the road. We pulled into the ER and Sam picked up Spencer from the back seat. Sam took him into the automatic doors and came out a couple minutes later. He got back into him car and pulled the door shut.
"Now that we have taken care of Spencer let me take care of you it's the least I can do." I said as he pulled out of the hospital.
"I don't need you to. This will heal in no time." He said not looking at me.
"Sam please you are bleeding all over yourself."
"Fine if it will shut you up." He chuckled pulling off the road. He turned off the car and got out. I opened my door and followed him. He sat down in-front of a tree. I walked over to him, I sat down in his lap and he took his shirt off exposing his wound.
"Let me see it." I said putting my arm out for his injured arm. He put his arm in my hand and winced at the pain. "Sam I know you don't want me to bring up developing feelings but pain is a feeling." I sighed avoiding his gaze. I could feel it though.
"You want the truth?" Sam sighed making me look up. "I realized when you ran away from me after we you know, I felt empty. I felt! Rikki I felt for you and then when I couldn't find you I had to go tell Dean that I didn't protect you the way I should have. I guess once I told him he would give me the cold shoulder but instead he looked at my face and his dark eyes softened. He started asking all sorts of questions and I was still denying any kind of feeling but not anymore. I need to stop denying or I am going to miss what is right in front of me." He smiled kissing my forehead. "Ow!" He shouted moving away from me very fast and hit the back of his head on the tree trunk behind him. "Ow! Ugh!" He groaned in pain.
"Oh Sammy, you okay?" I asked going for his head but he put his uninjured hand in front of him to stop me. I took his shirt off the ground and tied it around his gun wound.
"Okay we have to get that ring off your finger." He said picking up my left hand and winced at the little shock that went through his body. He put his mouth over my left ring finger and started sucking on it.
I felt his hot tongue circle the ring trying to loosen it. I watched his movements and my center started to throb for him. I wanted him to be sucking on something other than my finger. He spent a couple minutes sucking on my finger and finally I felt his smooth lips allowing the cold breeze to hit my finger. I saw the ring in his mouth around his sweet hot tongue. "Never like the way this ring looked." He smiled as those dimples that I loved popped out of his cheeks. He spit out the ring, throwing it farther into the woods and I heard it hit a tree a couple miles ahead of us. "Now if we are all set let's get home. You must be tired." He said taking my hand in his as we walked to his car I could see the sparkle in his eyes. The sparkle only I could see and it hit me. What is Dean's reaction going to be? Will he be mad? Hurt? Of course he would be hurt; crushed even and after all the things he has been put through I was still piling on more. I got in the car thinking I should be feeling regret or guilt but I didn't feel that at all. I felt love and for the first time Sam had confessed to developing feelings, for me.
We walked into the front door. "Dean look who I found." Sam chuckled.
"Sam, what I am not in the mood for your little games I have to find Rikki." I heard Dean's voice say from the kitchen. He sounded very ragged like he hadn't had a good night sleep in weeks.
"It's not a game I found her."
"Yeah right you wouldn't have been able to-"
"Dean." I smiled walking into the kitchen.
"Rikki?!" He shouted in surprise, jumping up from his chair and hugging me. "How did you find her?"
"I called in some help." He said sitting down in the chair Dean was sitting in.
"Help, from where? From who?" Dean asked pulling away from me reluctantly and turning to Sam. "Sammy who did you ask for help?"
"Well I got in contact with my mentors and they weren't much help so I went to the warriors." He sighed.
"What did they want in return?" Dean questioned as Sam avoided his gaze. "Sam, what did they want in return?" Dean questioned walking over to Sam and leaning on the kitchen table. "Sam!" He shouted getting frustrated.
"They wanted me."
"Sammy tell me you didn't-"
"Dean of course I did. I have Rikki don't I? Kale needs a new commanding officer but I am afraid I won't be a good warrior anymore." He said getting out of the chair and walked to the window.
"Why you are the best warrior I know it's not like-you have haven't you?"
"I think you alright know that I mean you have been riding me for the past week about it."
"Really?" Dean questioned raising his eyebrows.
"You didn't tell him?" I asked just wanting to hear him say it was me out loud again.
"Sam you told her but not me?!"
"I just admitted to myself and I didn't know how to tell you."
"Sammy that's great!" He said happily throwing his arm around Sam's shoulder. "So who's the lucky girl? That girl you have been sneaking off to?"
"Well sort of…" He trailed off and I saw a worried look in his eyes but when Dean looked at him it disappeared. "Rikki."
"Rikki? What do you mean Rik- Oh my God." He said realizing what Sam meant and looked between Sam then over at me. He walked out of the kitchen and I heard the front door close. I started to go after him but Sam caught my hand.
"Let him go. He needs some time." He whispered kissing my hand and up my arm. I felt his smooth lips leaving a trail of moisture up to my neck.
"Sammy…" I trailed off losing my thought as he bit the soft flesh of my neck.
"Hmm?" He hummed against my skin pulling me closer to him. He let his mouth wander up to mine and I notice all new feeling. I felt him kissing me as opposed to just my feelings being there, his were there as well and I couldn't get enough if him. He pulled away from my lips and I wished that it lasted longer.
"Sam how did you get Spencer's ring off my finger? He said it was impossible to remove." I asked remembering it was no longer on my finger.
"Obviously not." He chuckled gently rubbing my cheek with two fingers.
"I even tried to get it off numerous times."
"It was just a ring like every other ring. Let me explain." He said looking at the confuse look on my face. "You tried to take it off yourself and believed it was impossible to take off. Also the same with Dean; everybody who has tried to get that ring off your finger believed it couldn't be done. That's how the ring got most of its power because people believed in it. If you believe in something hard enough it can become something that it's not." He smiled laying a soft kiss on my forehead. "So how about some food? I'm starved."
"It's different isn't it? Being on my level."
"Yeah way different than what I'm used to but no turning back now. I have started dreaming and when Dean told me that you were in his dreams. While I was asleep and dreaming I would look for you. You never showed up."
"I didn't know you could dream. It was just to get messages to Dean that I was okay."
"Okay? Rikki you were tied to a bed." He chuckled. "I saved your ass."
"I know…"I trailed off. "When do the warriors want you?" I asked looking down and suddenly the conversation took a turn.
"Kale wants me to leave on Monday. I become commanding officer and will have to be gone for a couple months." He sighed seeing how upset I was about his news. "It will all be okay. I will write to you every day and you will still have Dean."
"Why did you have to do that?"
"I rescued and protected what I was called here for. Things went differently than I had planned at first but the warriors need me and I made a deal; serving them for a couple month in exchange for information about where to find you. The Warriors of Mist have eyes everywhere and pay attention to everything that could propose a threat to them and Spencer was a threat in the sense of having too much power. The warriors don't like it when someone has more power than they have. They wanted Spencer dead; I had full intention of killing him but when I saw him standing by the door and the look on your face when I took that knife out, I don't know I just couldn't do it in front of you. See these feelings of yours makes me a weak warrior."
"No Sammy if anything you can become a better warrior because you will care and have passion for what you believe."
"But Rikki the warriors don't want me to fight for what I believe in, they want me to fight for what they believe in."
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