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.
Sorry bout my enforced abscence, just suffice it to say that with a new phone connection done ... I'm Back!!!!!!!!!!
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
'Dean' Bobby motioned for the younger man to meet him outside, 'give me a minute with Barrow, you go check the room.'
'Bobby?'
'I got it Dean, don't you worry just git to the room.' For some reason Bobby couldn't quite put a finger on it, he just knew that Dean had to get to Sam as soon as possible.
'Bobby, Dean there ya'll are.' Will breathlessly called out, 'been looking for ya.'
'What is it Will?'
'Badge comes in handy at times, Dean I can get you access if you come now.' Will grinned down at his now close friend. 'Clay isn't here.'
'Cool, thanks ... Thanks to you too Bobby.' Dean nodded at his adopted father and then let Will wheel him closer to where the gunmen held Sam and the others hostage.
'Deanie Sammy no there.' Little Sammy's voice echoed in his head, making Dean wince with how loud it was.
'Where is he Sammy?' Dean asked silently, closing his eyes he focused on the disembodied voice, 'where are you two?'
'Umm, Sammy scared ... 'bulance fink it is.'
'Ambulance?'
'Uhhuh, Sammy leepy.'
'Stay with me little man.' Dean opened his eyes and turned to look up at Will, 'this is gonna sound very weird man but you just have to go with me on it. We need to get to the ambulance bay now!'
'The ambulance?'
'Now Will, I'll explain on the way.'
'Ah if you're sure.'
'More than sure, we need to get there now Will.' Dean huffed and then forced himself to calm down and closed his eyes once again, 'We're on the way Sammy just hang in there little dude.'
'Dean ah what's going on?' Will asked as he pushed Dean's wheelchair as fast as he could through the winding corridors aiming for the ambulance bay.
'That's where they've taken Sammy.' Dean ground out the words as he struggled to keep the connection with little Sammy open.
'Okay I really don't need to know how you know that do I?' Will asked and then shook his head chuckling softly, 'sorry even confused myself then.'
'Way to go GI-Doh.' Dean shook his head but straightened when he saw Lauren guiding Sam's stretcher flanked by two masked men. 'Will over there.'
'Damn, so where's Caleb and Ethan?' Will whispered as he slowed his pace and kept enough distance not to be discovered straight away between them and the others.
'Hey let's get over there Will time's running out.' Dean hissed.
'Think Dean, they're armed and they have Sam strapped down, we need to get backup and a plan in motion now.' Will came to a stop still able to keep a visual on the kidnappers and their hostages while he contacted the police and other agents still at the original siege scene.
While Will spoke to them, Dean pulled out his cell and rang Bobby he had a plan in mind alright, 'Bobby listen they're heading to the ambulance bay my guess is that they're gonna smuggle Sam out that way, they've got Lauren with them but no sign of the doc or Cal. Was thinking, you've driven an ambulance before haven't ya .... yeah ... yeah that's what I thought too; okay we'll try to stall em long enough for ya to get in place ... what about Barrow? Yeah okay thanks Bobby.'
Will finished speaking and hung up in time to look at Dean with mournful eyes, 'they ahh found the doc and Caleb.'
'And?'
'The doc will be fine but Caleb's in a bad way.'
'How bad?'
'He's in surgery now, bullet wound in the abdomen, it was lodged pretty deep by the sound of it.'
'Damn it.' Dean ran his hands over his face and tried to calm himself down, he couldn't afford for anything else to go wrong. 'Okay Bobby's on his way with that Barrow dude, they're gonna be the ambulance drivers ... we need to stall that lot to give em time to get down to the bay.'
'Shouldn't be too much of a problem.' Will inclined his head, indicating the staff room just opposite them. 'Always wanted to be a doctor when I was a kid.'
'So what happened?'
'Biology class, had to dissect a rat that was it for me.' Will chuckled as he pushed Dean into the room, a couple of minutes later they re-emerged both dressed in surgical scrubs complete with caps and masks. Instead of the wheelchair Dean braced himself on the railing running waist high on the walls, they walked slowly and chatted animatedly as they approached the gunmen and their hostages. The last elevator was direct to the ambulance bay, Lauren glanced up at the new arrivals sniffled and went to look down again when he saw Dean wink at her. She gasped softly and then busied herself with Sam's blankets, her hands trembled slightly but she managed to control her surprise and relief.
'That last op was a doozey.' Will quipped as he surreptitiously helped Dean to stand a little straighter, 'can't blame ya for looking a little green around the gills.'
'Yeah never thought I would see one of those ... did ya see the puss oozing when the old boy cut into it.'
'Green and gooey, bit like a thick snot.'
'Never thought about it like that way.' Dean choked out a laugh and grimaced as the pain ricocheted through him. 'Though did ya see the blood? Almost black kinda like treacle and that was before we really sliced him open.'
Sam's eyes fluttered open and he stared around his new surroundings with a look of utter confusion until he heard Dean's voice, Dean and Will. 'De?' He whispered straining his neck to see where the voice came from.
'Sh Sam, it's okay you're just dreaming.' Lauren patted her patient's shoulder and prayed silently that Sam wouldn't inadvertently give Dean and Will away.
'Heard him.' Sam cried, 'heard Deanie.'
'Shh honey it's just a dream.' Lauren risked a glance at Dean who had paled considerably when he heard Sam's plaintive cries.
'Shut the freak up.' Spike snarled threatening to hit Sam again with the butt of his gun.
'Sh Sammy it's alright, just go back to sleep and Deanie will be here when you wake up.' Lauren soothed the distraught young man.
'What's taking the lift so fucking long?' Sarg yelled slamming his fist on the closed door.
'Hey man that's not gonna make it go any faster.' Will said, 'it's old.'
'Yeah well we aint getting any younger.'
'Sarg we gotta get going.' Spike stared at the two doctors suspiciously, 'who you two anyway?'
'Doctors, why? Ya need one?' Dean snarked anger and frustration getting the better of him. 'We're going to meet an ambulance with an emergency case, where you two off to?'
'Transferring a patient to a private hospital.' Sarg answered, there was something very familiar about these two doctors, 'what did ya say ya name was?'
'Didn't, I'm Doctor Frehley and this is Doctor Stanley.' Dean nodded at Will, 'who are you?'
'Someone who's gonna put a bullet in ya if ya don't shut up.' Spike waved his gun around wildly, he was fast losing his patience and what was left of his sanity.
'Put it down Spike.' Sarg said his voice low and threatening.
'Hey you're the two gunmen.' Will breathed holding his hands up in surrender, 'wow.'
'Yeah well just stay where you are and you won't git hurt.' Sarg stared at them, 'actually we can do with a doc with us.'
'Hey we're just students we don't know much.' Dean protested meekly, he could feel the bile rising at the way he sounded. God so want to gank em both right now.
'Ooh Deanie, you said a bads word.'
'Sammy?'
'Sam's scared ... why won' you talks to him?'
'I gotta pretend for a little while, do you know what Deanie means?'
'Uhhuh ... youse 'tendin' to be doct'rs.'
'That's right little man can you let Sam know so he won't be so scared?'
'Bad man hurts Sam, makes him cry.'
'Hey you ... what you doin? That blank thingy is creepy me out dude.' Spike moved closer to Dean and pointed his gun threateningly, 'snap out of it Doc.'
'Sorry, been a long double shift.' Dean tried to fob off the crazed man, internally kicking himself for zoning out like that.
Sam suddenly screamed and started to writhe in pain; he struggled against his restraints and effectively took the focus away from Will and Dean again.
'Shut the freak up.' Sarg grabbed Lauren's arm tightly and pushed her at the gurney, 'now or you both get it.'
'Shh Sam please it's alright.' Lauren tried but Sam could no longer hear her or anything, the pain swamped his senses and flared through his nerve endings.
'Hurts please stop hurts.'
'He needs pain relief.' Lauren looked up at their captors, 'I need to give him his next dosage.'
'Why should the freak get the good stuff, let him suffer.' Spike said eyeing the syringe hungrily.
'Yeah and then he'll give us a headache with all the noise,' Sarg said, 'give him half.'
'That's cruel.'
'Either that or a bullet.'
Dean felt Will's hand grip his arm as he started to move forward, all thoughts of his own and Will's safety gone when he heard them threaten Sam. He gave his friend an imperceptible nod and stepped back slightly. 'You shouldn't tamper with the dosage, he's give the amount for a reason.'
'Shut up doc.' Spike span around and struck Dean across the face with the back of his hand, 'unless you wanna take his place with a bullet in ya head.'
'Nah I'm fine.' Dean held his bleeding cheek and tried to look suitably mortified.
'Where the fuck is this lift?' Sarg slammed his fist on the metal doors again, 'Spike take the good doctor there for a walk to see what's going on.' He pointed to Will with his gun, 'I'm sure doctor Frehley will be happy to stay here with us.'
'Yeah just peachy.' Dean snarled. Will glanced at his friend and then winked at Lauren before following Spike.
'Nope in front Doc, I want ya where I can see ya.' Spike shoved Will in the back, making him stumble slightly before he could right himself.
'No need to push.' Will mumbled as he took Spike away from the others.
Dean swayed slightly and bit down on the pain flaring from his stomach and wrist, he couldn't work out which was worse when he felt a warmth filter through him, 'thanks Sammy.'
S—D
Bobby and Detective Barrow sat in the cabin of the only ambulance in the bay; they wore the jackets of the original drivers and had their weapons hidden but well within hand's reach.
'Should be here any moment now.' Bobby said as he watched the side mirror, 'the lift will be working again now.'
'So exactly why did you wedge it?'
'Well for one ya ruddy-great eedjit it gave us time to get into place and for Will and Dean to get close enough to check on Sam.' Bobby snapped he had already reached his limit of patience for this idiot, even if he was Daniel's nephew. 'So tell me agin how much do you know about your uncle's family business?'
Movement at the rear of the ambulance stopped further discussion and gave Barrow a small reprieve from Bobby's interrogation. 'Looks like we're on.'
Spike stared around the empty bay, he had already smashed the surveillance cameras, and he was itching to hurt someone or destroy something so badly. 'Get over and see if the drivers are ready to go.' He snarled and shoved Will viciously sending him tumbling into the side of the ambulance.
'Hey you alright man?' Bobby asked as he started to climb out of the cab to check on Will.
'Stay where you are.' Spike snarled, 'he's fine aint ya doc.'
'Yeah just peachy.' Will righted himself and stood in front of Bobby's door, 'you guys set to go?'
'Ready and waitin, where's the patient?' Bobby asked giving Will a visual once over.
'On the way, we'll have a couple of passengers as well.' Will said as he stepped back towards Spike.
'Sounds good to me man.' Bobby said and sat back watching and waiting to see how it all plays out.
Spike pulled out his cell phone and gave Sarg the heads up before returning his attention to the young so-called doctor in front of him. 'Think it's time for ya to take yer mask off Doc.'
S—D
Dean rubbed his aching cheek and carefully considered all of his options, Sam was out for the count, Lauren was barely holding it together, he had no idea where Will was or what happened to him with the psycho Spike and to top it off he had no way of finding out if Bobby was in position.
The whirring of the lift motor caught his flagging attention, that was one sign and then Sarg's phone rang, Spike confirming everything was okay and ready to go. Dean let out a short sharp breath and risked a glance down at Sam, who laid passively on the gurney and stared up at the ceiling with glassy unfocused eyes. His lips moved but no sound came out as he recited something only he could hear. 'Hang on Sammy ... Deanie's coming.'
Sarg made Lauren and Dean push the stretcher into the lift while he took position by the controls. 'Going down.' He said mockingly.
'Whatcha doing this for dude?' Dean couldn't help himself he had to break the silence somehow; he had to stay grounded for Sam's sake.
'Just following orders.' Sarg said as he stared down at the young doctor, there was something so familiar about him it was starting to annoy Sarg, 'time for you to take off yer mask Doc.' He said waving the gun in front of Dean.
TBC
