The Truth about Dean Winchester

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CHAPTER 07

Before: Dean suddenly jerked awake, did he dream about his mother or did he really see her. It did not matter he was freezing and hungry but he now he knew he needed to get out of here and quickly. He needed to find his father and Sammy and even if he had to follow them in secret for the rest of his life. No matter what kind of monster he was or become, he needed to be there for every hunt for every moment for the rest of his life he needed to protect Sammy. Now all he had to do was get out???

Bracing himself against the cold and trying to control his hunger he realized he was missing something else something important, his pendent. Great his pendent was missing, his hunger was growing out of control and he wanted to tear his dad apart with his bare hands - What is happening to me he thought, it was never this bad. He groaned, it felt like his insides where dissolving. What was happening and the big question just how long had he been out. It was then that he saw it hanging on the door knob over the other side of the room, his pendent. Then he understood, his father was playing games with a reward if he managed to survive. First problem get out of the cage - Reward his pendent. He did not know what was at the end of these tests or challenges maybe it was a stake with his name on it, maybe it was freedom. It was getting hard to think so he concentrated on the first problem the cage.

As he had first seen there where two padlocks but on closer observation he realized they where combination padlocks - Darn he had never been good at those - but here goes he said. He started with the bigger of the two, but after turning and waiting to hear the click for a while he began to think that these where specially made not to open just to drive him nuts. So he thought if he was his father what combination would he choose, maybe Sammy's birthday no he couldn't remember it, heck he never remembered his own birthday let alone his kids, but still he tried all three to no avail. Then a idea hit him, it was a big lock and therefore needed a big combination on a hunch he tried the day his mother died 11-02-83 and it opened. He slipped the padlock into his pocket, you never know it might come in handy one day. After unwrapping the chain he found to his disgust that the second padlock was actually tightly latched in the chain too. Even if he could find the combination the chain links where jammed into it so it might not open. In fact now that he could really see the front of the combination lock, it was not a combination lock, it was a key lock with a combination front stuck on, the darn thing did not even turn.

He was cold, and angry and rattled the doors in frustration. All that thought, all that time wasted. There must be a way out, his father was not a sadist, well at least he hoped not. So he again locked at the cage itself, and realized that the water was not only colder but a little higher - great just perfect he thought. He examined the cage, the screws, the bars, the door and the padlock but to no avail they where stronger, and without a pick lock or a blowtorch there was no way he was going to get out of this cage. He gave up, praying that his mother would forgive his failure, he sunk down into the water and let his head fall to his chest and that was when he saw it, a trail of air bubbles. He had thought he was in a basement but air meant that the water was leaking out, he might be say on the second floor and that meant that the floor was the weakest point. All he had to do was break a floor board and he knew just what to use to break hi as he wrapped the chain round his hand. It took one or two hits close to the wood to make the air bubble hole a little bigger and then thankfully after one or two more the water started going down. After that and another six hits with his hand feeling numb and bleeding he managed to make a big enough hole with some work for him to get though.

Now dean was no fool and looking before you leap was essential unless of course you had no choice and then you just hoped you had a soft landing. The room beneath looked ok like a normal living so letting the chain fall though the hole and giving a last look to his pendent (promising he would come back to collect it), he climb down the chain. Unfortunately the chain did not reach the fall and he would have to fall about 4 foot so he braced himself and swinging aimed for a three seater sofa, while mentally crossing his fingers that it was not another trap.

When he landed on the sofa he found that it was indeed a sofa nice and comfy too. He immediately looked around. The had one door and the floor was covered with a layer of water. There was a table, two chairs and on the table was food, a chicken sandwich to be exact and a coke. Man was he hungry but ever cautious he dipped his toe in the water and then finding nothing wrong walked over to the table and looked at the food. He now also noticed that there was a note on the table, written in his father's hand which simply said "Congratulations, food's not poisoned, Dad". Great he had passed test 1 but how many more where there.

Dean sat down and ate the sandwich, it was not much thin chicken, lettuce and wholemeal bread. Then he opened the coke and went to have a drink and stopped immediately. His Dad said the food was not poisoned but he did not mention the drink and though dean was thirsty, he was no fool. He took a closer look at the bottle and sure enough there was a tiny hole in the plastic cap of the bottle but would had his father put in it. Pouring some over his fingers he realised immediately what his father had put in it Holy Water Ouch. In his present condition it scolded his fingers and hurt like a bitch. If he had drunk it, it probably would have made him very weak that survival would have been made much harder. His father he decided was a bastard and unfortunately a intelligent bastard.

After eating Dean looked to the door, obviously this was test 2, but what was it. Cautiously he went to the door and examined it. It looked ok. No strings, it did not even look locked, which was strange. The door was made of wood oak to be exact and had a window at the top. So having learned from the chains that nothing was ever as it seemed he moved the sofa closer to the door and put a chair on top so that he could look thought the top window. On looking though the window he immediately hoped he was now on the 2nd floor but on rolling back a rug he found that he was now facing a concrete floor. The door was the only way out and what stood behind it was going to kill him if he got this wrong.

Chapter 8 - The break out continues because well this has got longer then I first thought it would.