Hate is a four-letter word
Disclaimer: Nope still nothing but my fevered imagination working overtime as per usual. So Eric Kripke has the honour of owning Supernatural and the characters we all love to hurt.
Disclaimer Number 2: Very important, this story is going to contain hate crime I just want to say that I do not advocate any kind of hate crime ever, in fact it goes against all of my principles but it will be a very important part of the story. I am hoping that the ending will resolve issues brought up throughout the plotline.
Warning: Graphic violence and sexual assault if you are squeamish about these things then please go read one of my tamer stories.
Chapter eighteen
'Bobby over here.' Clay called out as he opened covering fire for them, 'quick.'
'Dang it what's going on?'
'Dunno more of em just appeared.' Clay said as he ushered them into the safety area, 'got a stretcher next to Dean.'
Staggering slightly Bobby managed to lower Sam down onto the bed, tenderly placing him on his side, mindful of his torn back. 'We need a medic here now.'
'Where's Will and the others?'
'Gave me cover to get Sam out, go get em Clay we'll be fine.' Bobby shoved the younger man gently, 'get outta here Clay.'
'Back soon Bobby.' Clay grinned and hurried out of the room his gun ready.
'Bobby?' Dean's pain-filled voice broke through the older hunter's thoughts, 'S-Sam?'
'He's here Dean, I got him.'
'How he?'
'Bad we gotta get him to hospital or something.' Bobby glanced over at Dean, 'just like you.'
'No, Sam first.'
'You both ... together.'
'Bobby is he?'
'He's still alive.' Bobby said 'hang on to that.'
'Oh God Bobby.' Dean pulled himself up and got a glance of his brother, 'after, after they took me away from him ... they.'
'Dean we're gonna get you two to safety with Caleb.' Bobby declared swiping at his own tears angrily, a soft whimper made him look down in surprise to see Sam staring up at him. 'Dean's here Sam you're safe.'
'De?' Sam scrunched his nose in confusion, 'De?'
'Here Sammy.' Painfully Dean hauled himself upright and attempted to get off his stretcher only to find himself held down by a strong pair of hands, 'dammit let me go doc.'
'Let me check him out first.' The quiet reply came and Dean reluctantly relented though he did refuse to lie back down instead he propped himself up so he had a clear view of Sam.
'Sam this is Warren he's gonna have a look at you.' Bobby said making sure that the young injured man could see his face, 'okay?'
'De?'
'He's right here.' Bobby moved slightly so he could let Sam and Dean see each other clearly.
'Sammy? Ah dude it's good to see you again.' Dean breathed his gaze roamed over the visible injuries. 'Sammy?'
'Scared De.'
'I know Sam but it's okay I'm right here with you.'
'Thought that you ... they killed you.'
'Nah I'm too good looking to be killed.' Dean tried to sound cocky but the pain and worry made his voice tired and husky.
'Dea-Dean I – I ... scared, little Sammy wants ... so tired.' Sam struggled to say awake but the blood loss mingled with the fever and sheer physical breakdown he couldn't stop his eyes from sliding shut. 'Dean.' He breathed as sleep claimed him.
'Doc?' Dean asked desperately reaching for Sam, 'let me go to him; damn it he's giving up.' With a roar of determination and pain, Dean managed to get onto his feet and stagger towards Sam's bed when a strong pair of calloused hands grabbed him just before he collapsed. 'Thanks Bobby.'
'You two are gonna be the death of me.'
'Dean we, we have to get Sam out of here now.' Warren broke in, 'I'm a field medic he needs emergency work.'
'I'll take em, thanks Warren.'
'How?'
'Taken care of.' Bobby smirked and nodded towards the van parked near by. 'Used to be an ambulance.'
'Cool can I drive?' Dean grinned wickedly and then he sobered, 'where's the impala?'
'She's safe Dean, Caleb's safe and soon you and Sam will be.'
'Thanks Bobby for everything man.' Dean said his face serious but a flicker of mirth showed in his eyes.
S—D
Sam opened his eyes and stared around his new surroundings with a confused look on his face. His memories a blur only snatches remained and most of them were of indescribable pain.
'Dean?' He croaked out, his voice hoarse with disuse. 'Dean?'
'Sh Sam it's okay Dean's coming right back.' Bobby tried to console Sam as his panic started to grow, 'he just had to go for a few tests.'
'No, no want Deanie, where Deanie.' Sam demanded large diamond shaped tears dropped down his face, 'where Deanie.'
'Sammy, it's alright the doctor just wanted to make sure that Dean's getting all better.'
'Deanie be back?' Sam sniffled.
'Yeah he'll be back, how you feelin' Sammy?'
'Okkies, Dean mad with me?'
'Why would Dean be mad with you?'
'Coz he ...' Sam dropped his lip and turned his face away from Bobby, refusing to look at him.
'Sammy?' Bobby sighed exasperated; it had been two weeks since he brought the boys to the small community hospital. Away from the larger cities and crowds where hunters came to get help anonymously and without fear. But, since they had rescued the brothers, Sam had withdrawn completely, his younger self defiantly stayed protecting him from everything and everyone. Sammy watched the movements of everyone around him with the innocent curiosity of a small child and clung desperately to his brother's side.
After the surgery to remove the bullet in his leg, to repair muscular and tendon damage in his arm and other injuries Dean kept very quiet about what happened to him before and with Sam at the hands of Rogers and his cohorts. Little Sammy didn't understand the questions fired at him and stubbornly refused to let Sam back to talk. Too many people hurt Sam. Bobby was nearly at his wits end; he didn't know whether to cuddle Sammy or to knock sense into him and the same to a lesser degree with Dean who was slowly driving everyone insane with his constant harping for an early release.
Will and Clay both survived the shootout at the compound and they had arrested most of the players but Rogers, the boss and closest guards remained free and that unnerved the hunter immensely. The entire situation wreaked of demonic interference but was proving harder than it should to prove it.
'Bobby?'
'Yeah Sammy?'
'Sammy sorry.' Sammy sniffled wiping his nose with the back of his hand.
'That's okay little guy, Dean will be back soon, he's just with the doctors.'
'Where's the bad man Bobby?'
'What bad man Sammy?'
'The one who hurt me and Deanie.'
'He's gone away Sammy, he can't hurt you anymore.'
'Nuhhuh he's still here.' Sammy insisted thumping the side of his head with his fist, 'he still here hurts Sam.'
'Whatcha mean Sammy?'
'He's hurtin' Sam in here, I try help but Sam won' let me.' Sammy tried to explain but he didn't understand any of it, 'Sam send me way, he don' wan' me.'
'Ah no it's not that Sammy.' Bobby turned and stared at the door hoping for Dean to appear, 'he wanted to know that you would be alright so he sent you to us.'
'He still love me?'
'Yeah he does, we all do Sammy.'
'Bad man yells at Sam hurts in here.'
'Bobby what's going on?' Dean asked as an orderly wheeled him back into the room, 'take me over to my brother dude I'm okay.'
'You should be back in bed Dean.' The orderly pointed out as he parked the wheelchair next to Sam's bad on the other side to Bobby, 'I'll be back in a while to get you settled.'
'Yeah, yeah whatever. Hey Sammy.'
'Where you been Deanie? I scared.'
'Just had to go and see some of the sweet nurses down in x-ray, so what's going on?'
'Sammy said that the bad man is still around.' Bobby said meeting Dean's gaze with his own, 'Sam sent little Sammy out to protect him.'
'Where's the bad man Sammy?' Dean asked cupping his little brother's cheek in his hand, 'is Sam okay?'
'Sammy scared Deanie.'
'I know little man but we have to know if Sam's okay too.'
'He scared big time; he don' wan' man to get me.'
'Can you tell me about where Sam is?' Dean moved a little closer, 'I want to help him too Sammy.'
'In a – a black place, scary an', an' so cold. The man chases Sam and he hurts so bad.'
'What does the man do exactly Sammy?'
'He laughs lots, and says nasty things, says he's gonna hurt me and Deanie if, if Sam...'
'If Sam what little dude?'
'If Sam don't do what he wants.'
'What does he want Sam to do?'
'He, he wants, he wants Sam to send lil Sammy way, no more lil Sammy, an' then he says that he gonna hurt him if he don'.' Sammy started to cry once again, 'Sammy don' like him.'
'Deanie doesn't either, Sammy can you do a big boy thing for me?'
'Uhhuh.' Sammy sniffled and stared trustingly at his older brother.
'Can you help Sam come out for a minute so he can tell me how to get rid of the bad man?'
'You wan' me to help Sam? Just like a big boy?'
'Yeah lil man just like a big boy.'
'Sammy loves his Deanie.'
'Deanie loves his Sammy too.'
'Okkies Deanie.' Sammy yawned and let his eyes slide shut; Dean waited and watched patiently for Sam to emerge again. This was getting to damned freaky for his liking.
This was getting too freaking weird for words.
'Dean?' Sam's whisper brought Dean out of his inner musing.
'Hey Sam, you okay?'
'Something's wrong Dean.' Sam gripped his brother's hand tightly, 'Little Sammy he?'
'He, he's here.' Sam shifted slightly and tried to roll onto his side.
'Easy Sam I got ya.' Bobby stood up and carefully helped Sam to ease onto his less injured side.
'Thanks Bobby.' Sam gave him a watery smile, 'Dean dunno what's happening but, somehow the boss of the movement can, can argh ... he can get into my mind. Ahh, hurts ... Dean help me I can't ... at the camp the demon ... the demon con-controls ahhh no, gotta go.' Sam's back arched as he screamed in pain before he dropped onto the bed unconscious.
'Sam?' Dean cried out, 'Bobby what is it? What happened?'
'He's alive Dean, dunno this is way outta my league.'
'What the fuck is going on Bobby? All this was to begin with was a case of misunderstanding between us and the supremacists and now it turns into some mind-fucking demon.' Dean ranted all of the time his gaze remained fixed on Sam's face, 'this is all ... what they did to him Bobby.'
'Tell me what happened Dean might be able to work out what's going on now.'
Dean hesitated and then sat back in his wheelchair spared a quick glimpse at Bobby and then continued to watch Sam's face.
'They caught Sam when they had me at the sheriff's office don't really remember a lot cept that they wanted me to admit that Sam and me weren't brothers and that we were ... anyways the next thing I know we're back at the compound, tied to chairs facing each other, Sam didn't look good but he was holding it together ya know.'
'Yeah Dean I know.'
'Then Rogers, the guy that was interrogating me all along came in and started to question us, me it got pretty intense Rogers started to whale into me again and then ...'
'Then what?'
'Sam ... Sam stopped him, I'm not sure what he did but there was like an invisible barrier between us.'
'Sam did that?'
'Yeah until they threatened ... he backed down poor kid was done in, then Rogers got called out and ... and he – he kissed Sam so brutally it made his lips bleed then they left us alone.'
'For long?' Bobby ground out as he looked down at Sam and ran his fingers down Sam's arm.
'Nah then he came back with four others, he had two on each of us, and then Rogers stood in between me and Sam so we couldn't see each other. They, they undid Sam's ropes and chained him to a hook hung from the roof.' Dean swallowed deeply and fought to control his emotions before he continued. 'They started to question me an' when I gave an answer they didn't like they – they hurt Sam.'
'Dean ... son it's alright you don't have to go on.' Bobby tried to calm Dean but it was no use Dean was lost in the memories.
'They accused us of being lovers Bobby, and called us raving homos but they were the ones ... they raped him in front of me Bobby. They knew that hurting me wouldn't work on me so they used Sam. they pulled his clothes off him, they cut his tee and boxers and, and they laughed while they did it., nothing but animals Bobby.'
'Dean...'
'Fucking animals they didn't care what they did to him, in the end I – I think both of us passed out coz when I came too I was in a cell and there was no sign of Sam. They tried to tell me that he died, but I knew, I knew I could feel him. He wasn't dead.'
S—D
Sam turned and stared around in terror, the absolute darkness unnerved him more than anything. He could no longer feel Dean's presence making him even more scared. The scent of lilacs rose up again, washing him over with a feeling of calm.
'Sammy you here little man?' He called out using Dean's nickname for his own childish alter ego. 'This is stupid.'
'S-Sam?' A little boy's voice came from the inky blackness, 'scared.'
'I know Sammy, so am I ... I need you to do something for me, like a big boy can you?'
'Okkies.'
'I need you to go to Dean; do you remember how to do that?'
'Uhhuh, like last time.'
'That's it buddy, I need you to go and stay so the bad man can't find you.'
'But then you hurt.'
'No, no coz you can tell Deanie, tell him that we need his help.'
'Deanie help us?'
'Yeah little man Deanie will help us.' Sam said and then the little boy was gone, 'please be safe.' Sam whispered as the air around him became icy making him shiver uncontrollably.
'Well, well Sam Winchester nice to finally meet you.' The voice came from behind him, making Sam turn around and stare at glowing red eyes. 'You are as pretty as they say aren't you.'
'Get fucked.' Sam spat out, 'what do you want?'
'You dear boy.'
'Sorry not for sale.'
'Who says that I am buying you? I want you to give yourself to me body and soul.'
'Never.'
'Never say never, tell me just how much does your brother mean to you? I mean to say that he never broke the entire time I had them question him.'
'That is none of your business.'
'You are truly remarkable aren't you? I can feel your power from here.'
'Show yourself and I'll show you power.'
'I can kill you with just a thought.'
'Then do it coz you're boring me to death.'
'Oh funny, you do share your brother's sarcastic humour.' The demon moved closer, 'ya know up until you two idiots arrived I had a good thing going, those fools are so easily led. Their anger and hatred fed me nicely; they did my biding and were never none the wiser. I was actually getting quite a little army going until the two of you showed up.'
'Sorry to rain on your parade.'
'Doesn't matter, I still have you, you just don't know it yet.'
'That's where you're wrong.'
'Hmm I can keep you imprisoned in your own mind forever Sam, just me for company.'
'Not gonna happen.'
'Do you really think that anyone can save you?'
'Yeah I know that for a fact, coz I got a brother who will never give up.'
'Hmm we shall see, we shall see Sam.'
TBC
