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The Collector

Chapter nine

"What! What the hell are you talking about Sam, it's me!"

"My brother died a few days ago…."

"Damn it Sammy it's me! I'm not dead! … Sam you were in an accident, you hit your head, and you're just confused. I'm alive and I'll prove it if you just tell me where you are."

"I saw my brother die. … He died trying to save me." He said as he choked on the words. "Please…just go away and leave me alone…."

Dean could hear the soft sound of his brother crying.

"Please Sam don't hang up. You need help…" All Dean could think of was what if Sam hung up and he never saw him again. "Sam let me help you. I saw the blood, you could bleed to death."

"Why are you doing this to me? My brother is dead, why are you pretending to be him?...Why don't you just leave me the hell alone?"

"Damn it Sammy listen to me…." Dean then began telling Sam their life history, from when they were kids to the present. "How would I know all that if I wasn't your brother?"

Sam listened; he couldn't believe his ears…. This person knew everything about him. Could it be true, could this really be his brother?

"Sam are you there?" Dean asked when there was only silence over the phone. "Sam?"

"Dean?" Sam wiped at tears that threatened to run down his face, maybe his brother was alive after all.

"Yeah Sam." Dean breathed a sigh of relief; he had finally gotten through to him.

"Oh God Dean I'm scared…. I can't think straight anymore….everything's all mixed up…"

"It's okay Sam, just tell me where you are and I'll come for you. If you don't know then just look for a street sign or any sign that can tell me where you're at."

"Just a second."

Sam crawled out from behind the trash container and started walking down the alley looking for a street sign; he was tired and all he wanted was for Dean to pick him up and to be out of this nightmare. But when he was halfway down the alley a man appeared out of no where and started to walk toward him.

"Where are you going?" The man asked as he approached Sam.

"What?" Sam asked wondering why the man would want to know.

"I asked you where you thought you were going?"

"My brother's picking me up."

"I don't think so."

Dean listened over the phone. What the hell was going on?

"Sam…. Sam what's happening?"

"I don't know…some guy is blocking my way." Sam tried to step around the man. "Excuse me…"

"You're not going anywhere."

Dean gripped the phone.

"Sam get the hell out of there!" At first Dean had thought Sam was having another hallucination but he had heard the man's voice and knew it was real. He knew Sam could take care of himself under normal circumstances but this wasn't normal circumstances, his brother was hurt and confused.

Sam started to walk by the man and head out of the alley but was thrown by an unseen force back up against the wall. He grunted in pain as he hit the wall hard, his cell phone falling out of his hand.

Dean had heard the commotion and the small gasp of pain.

"Sam! Sam what's going on?"

"Dean…." Sam swallowed hard as the man walked closer. It was then he saw the street sign at the entrance to the alley. "Parkway….Parkway Dean…" He shouted the name hoping Dean would be able to track him down.

"Sam!" Dean's heart started pounding in his chest. Who was the man and what did he want with his brother? He had heard Sam shout the street name and he jumped in his car and sped off to look for it. The town was small and he hoped he wouldn't have trouble finding it, but would he find it in time? He kept his phone up to his ear as he drove listening to Sam's conversation.

"What do you want with me?" Sam asked the man as he walked up to him.

The man reached over and put his hand up to Sam's face as if to examine it, he seemed pleased.

"You'll make a fine addition."

"Addition to what?"

"My collection."

TBC