I appreciate the reviews thanks, Last night's episode was heartbreaking at the end, I can't wait for next week. Can't understand why the ratings sucked though……..

Just Another Bad Day

Chapter seven

"Can't you at least leave the light on for him?" Dean asked as Jim shut the door behind them.

"What's the matter, your brother afraid of the dark? Poor kid, maybe I should have put him out of his misery then he wouldn't have to worry about the boogie man hiding in the shadows." Jim said mockingly.

"Listen you bastard, I'm only going to say this once. If anything happens to my brother, you're dead."

"Oh so you're threatening me now."

"It's not a threat, it's a promise."

Jim pointed the gun at Dean's head.

"Maybe I should just finish you off now, then go down and finish off your brother."

"Go for it." Dean turned to face him. If he made any attempt to go back into the basement to hurt Sam he'd be dead before he got to the first step.

Just then Frank walked into the kitchen.

"What the hell's going on in here? Where's the kid?" He asked noticing Sam was missing.

"I put him down in the basement so we didn't have to listen to him moaning all night…" The man then looked at Dean and smiled. "You need to toughen your brother up some; the kid can't take a little pain."

Dean fought the urge to grab the man by his throat.

"My brother could take you down with one hand tied behind his back."

"So he's another tough guy like you huh?"

Frank ignored them and looked at Karen.

"He made it through the operation?" .

"Yeah, but he should be in a hospital. I'm not a doctor and there could be complications."

"We'll be out of here in a few hours, and then you do whatever you want with him." Frank nodded toward the dining room. "Let's go, I want you all out front so I can keep an eye on you."

Dean had no choice but to head back to the dining room.

Basement

Once Dean had left the basement Sam clenched his teeth and grimaced in pain, pain he didn't want his brother to see. He knew how protective Dean was of him and if his brother knew how much pain he was really in he would have gotten himself killed trying to stay in the basement with him. All Sam could do now was hope Dean controlled his temper. He knew if his brother got a chance, or if anyone upstairs was threatened, Dean wouldn't hesitate to try and take the two men down. Sam began to shiver, between the pain he was in and his worry for his brother he felt like he was freezing. He started to pull the table clothe up to his neck to try and keep warm but as he did he thought he heard a noise in the corner of the basement. He quickly pushed the tablecloth down and reached in his pocket and pulled out a small flashlight which he shined at the corner. The light illuminated a curtain hanging in the corner and he could swear he saw it moving. Who would be down in the basement he wondered? And why were they hiding? He was tempted to bang on the pipe hoping Dean would come down but he didn't know whether the men would let him, and if they didn't, he didn't want to get Dean in trouble if he tried to. He knew if his brother knew he needed help nothing would stop him from getting to him and that could get him killed.

"Is someone there?" Sam called out not really expecting an answer. Maybe it was just rats Sam thought. He smiled to himself thinking how Dean would get on his case if he made him come down to the basement for rats. But something behind the curtain was definitely moving and he could tell it was something bigger then a rat. Sam knew he had to check it out. He slowly and painfully managed to pull himself up, then with his arm pressed protectively over his injured side headed toward the curtain. On the way he picked up a small pipe lying on a table to use as a weapon, he knew he was going to feel awfully foolish if it was just a stray cat. But the hair on the back of his neck was standing up and he trusted his instincts, something wasn't right.

The dining room

Dean sat at a booth by himself nervously tapping a spoon on the table. He kept his eyes on Jim and Frank hoping the opportunity would present itself where he'd be able to take them both down together. He knew if he could only take one of them down the other would still have time to get a shot off and he couldn't risk that. As much as he would like to be able to stop the kidnapping, that wasn't his main concern. His main concern was making sure Sam was okay, and knowing that his brother was injured and lying in the basement alone in the dark was starting to get to him.

The basement

Sam slowly reached for the curtain and pulled it back. He sucked in his breath and took a step backward as his eyes widened in shock. Standing in a cabinet leaning against the wall stood a man of about thirty five, blood poured from a wound on his neck.

"Oh shit…" Sam said as he looked at the body. He reached out and turned the man's neck to the side and could clearly see two puncture marks on his throat. It was obvious to Sam that the man had been attacked by a vampire. Sam reached in his pocket hoping he still had the cross on him that he had used earlier in the day. But just as he felt the edge of the cross the man's eyes flew open and Sam stumbled backward into a pile of dishes. He went down hard and cried out as a sharp pain shot through his injured side. He began crawling backwards as fast as he could as he looked up into the face of the man who was slowly walking toward him his fangs glistening even in the dim light.

TBC