Where to Run
Chapter Seven
Sam felt a ripple of uncertainty run through him. Part of it was the creepy feeling he got every time one of the Angels was around, but there was also a good dose of fear about the upcoming procedure: what if they couldn't contain him? What if the Angel blood didn't work like they thought? What if….
"Sammy, look at me." Sam glanced up at his brother. Dean's eyes shone and he took a shaky breath. His older brother had gone off with Dominion just last week and came back a new man. Literally. The tense lines around his eyes and mouth where gone, he no longer smoked, and he seemed a lot calmer.
The only downside was that he got the creepy feeling around Dean, now, too. He didn't like not feeling safe around his brother.
"All right Samuel, this is going to be unpleasant. You'll need to drink that flask, all of it." Dominion spoke. "Then we wait." Sam nodded. "Once I'm sure you're ready we'll give you Castiel's blood." Sam nodded again and flexed in his bonds.
He was inside a trap. Restrained to an iron table. He had a feeding tube up his nose and down his throat, because apparnelty once the demon blood kicked in and merged with his own he wouldn't want Castiel's blod naywhere near him. They would have to force feed him.
It brought back the dark memories of the hunters that had done the same with holy water and salt, and he fought it pretty hard, but eventually he had just let the Angel do it. He didn't have a choice. This was the only way he would be free of Lucifer's threat.
With his only free hand he accepted the flask of blood and chugged it down without pausing. He tossed the flask aside after what seemed like several minutes – there was more in it than he thought possible – and gasped for breath.
Now it was a waiting game. He could feel the blood churning in his stomach as it digested. After a few minutes Dominion began to chant. It was latin, he thought, but he couldn't make out the words. Probably for the best, because the ritual itself should never be used again.
Dean was watching from the sidelines, brows furrowed a bit now. Sam relaxed against the table and wondered when this was supposed to work. Dominion had said it would hurt – but how much?
His question was answered not ten minutes later as a slow burn began to travel through his body. He squirmed in the restraints. "It's okay Sammy, just accept it." Dean spoke. Sam nodded and tried not to fight the burn as it continued to spread until it covered his entire body.
He blacked out seconds later and when he came to, he was still on the table but was surrounded by the others. The feeding tube was gone from his nose and he blinked. "How do you feel?" Dean was asking.
Sam took mental inventory and other than feeling tired, he was okay. He gave Dean a small smile. "Your eyes are black." Bobby noted. Sam frowned. There was a soft gasp from Bobby and he assumed his eyes turned back to 'normal.'
"I don't feel much different." Sam said a minute later. Dominion nodded, and other than a small flash of unease Sam didn't feel the terror he'd some-what gotten used to when he saw the Angel.
"That's a good sign. It means that everything worked the way it should." Castiel said. "If it hadn't, you wouldn't be lucid right now." Sam frowned. The restraints where removed and he let Dean help him up.
"What now?"
"Now I take my leave of you and go back to keeping an eye on things from above." Dominion said. "Castiel will stay with you. You both need to work on your powers, and I'm going to hazard a guess that you Sam will need to work on your temper." Dean cracked a grin and Sam shot him a 'shut-up' look before he could say anything.
Before anything more could be said, Dominion was gone. Castiel eyed them. Dean and Sam exchanged looks and nodded. They had work to do.
End
Yes, there will be a sequel at some point.
Next story to be posted will be part one of my "Wayward Son" series. It's a lot longer than this one, and i personally think it's a bit better written. Which means you can almost expect at some point i'll go back and re-do this fic to meet a slightly better standard lmao.