Hey Becky, this one's for you.
Chapter 26
"Are you deaf!" the guard said. Bryan stood and glared at the the man that was holding his partner. He wanted nothing more then to blow the bastard away and go after Langston himself. "If you hurt him," said Bryan trailing his words, making the meaning very clear.
"Go and let Mike go Bryan now!"
"Alright, but he better be okay when I get back." His voice was low and dangerous. There was no disguising the threat in the young cop's voice. It made the guard mad. He walked around to stand in front of Bryan, then, without warning, he turned on Tony, hitting him hard with his fist and knocking him down.
"Tony," yelled Bryan and began to advance on the man. Tony jumped up too, as fast as he could, and was about to hit the man back, but a shotgun was placed right between his eyes. Tony froze. Bryan stopped in his tracts. The guard looked at him and said, "Then you better be back in five minutes." Bryan winced and shook his head but still stood.
"Four!" the man yelled and without another word, Bryan took off running to the shed and unlocked the door.
"Did you really think you and your partner would get away?" asked Mike. "I told you you wouldn't." Bryan didn't answer. He just took off the shakle. When he did, Mike grabbed him and spun him around. "Let's go," he said and shoved him out the door and back toward the main house. He took him back upstairs to where the other man was holding Tony and shoved him inside and over to a chair.
"Sit down!" he said. Bryan obeyed. Mike picked up the phone and called Langston to report what had happened. When he was finished he said to the other guard. "Langston wants us to keep them separated. He's doing something for Nemesis and then he'll be right here." The other man nodded.
"Maybe we should make them a little less comfortable," the guard said and Mike grinned.
"Maybe we should." he agreed and pulled Bryan to his feet. He shoved him toward the door.
"Leave him alone," said Tony and began to struggle against the cuff and the chain.
"Be still Tony," the guard said, then spoke to Mike. "You know, I think I'm just going to shoot him for the heck of it." He cocked the gun and pressed it to Tony's head. He immediately froze. He didn't move a muscle. Mike grinned and watched.
"NO!" said Bryan. "Don't. I'll go. I won't fight. Just leave him alone."
"Bryan," said Tony. "I..." but Bryan cut him off and raised a hand. "it's okay Tony. I'll be okay." Mike grabbed him and shoved him toward the door again. The guard holding Tony, hit him hard in the back of the head with the gun, knocking him down. He fell unconsious to the floor.
Nemesis walked into the room where Dean was being held. He removed all the wires, the Virtual Reality goggles and the earphones. Two guards entered the cell with him.
"Dean," said Nemesis and grabbed him by the hair of the head, forcing it back. The kidnapper grinned. Dean sat and stared. He thought he heard a voice but it sounded far away. He could hardly move. It hurt to speak. His thoughts were scattered and he couldn't focus. He blinked several times, but his head was killing him. He could barely breathe. He was hurting everwhere and the pain was excruciating.
Nemesis waved a hand in front of Dean's face, but he didn't even acknowledge it. The kidnapper was ecstatic, but he needed to be sure.
"Wake him up," he said and stepped back. One of the guards walked over to him and slapped him hard. He shook his head and looked at Nemesis but his eyes were blurry and he couldn't see him clearly. He squeezed his eyes shut then opened them again but it didn't help. The blurriness remained. He didn't say a word. He couldn't.
"Welcome back Dean," the man taunted. He didn't answer him. it hurt to much to talk.
"Release him," Nemesis ordered and the two guards pressed the buttons that would release his hands and feet from the metal cuffs of the chair. Dean just sat there, not even trying to move. "Take him back to his cell," Nemesis said. "Cuff him to the bed and place a guard outside his door. Do not leave your post.
"Yes sir," they said. They each took one of Dean's arms and dragged him back down the hall to the cell that had become his prison. Nemesis followed. "Before I let you rest Dean we're going to call your brother. Doesn't that sound like fun?" Dean didn't reply. He was having trouble understanding what the man was saying to him. His words were jumbled inside his head. Something about his brother? "Sam!" he thought perking up a little. Nemesis saw it. "You won't be talking to him Dean. So don't think you will." Dean didn't answer. "Sam was being held captive by the people that were suppose to be their friends," he thought. "He had to get him away from them before they hurt him. He remembered, but only barely, that he'd told Sam not to trust them. He just didn't know why.
The two guards threw him uncaringly down on the bunk and cuffed his right hand to the rails.
"Let's call your brother. Shall we?" Dean just sat there. The kidnapper laughed and dialed Sam's cell phone.
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At 8 pm on the dot, Sam jumped as his phone rang. He looked at Jack and Brad and then answered it.
"Hello," he said nervously.
"Hello Sam." replied Nemesis. "Before we begin I want you to hear something."
"What?" asked Sam dreading what he knew was coming. Nemesis stomped on Dean's sore toe and he screamed in pain. Sam jumped up from the chair and clutched the phone to his ear. His knuckles were white from the pressure.
"DEAN!" he yelled. "Oh God please! Leave him alone!"
"On your knees Sam," instructed Nemesis.
"What?" asked Sam confused.
"Get on your knees!"
"Why?" he asked forgetting about not having to be told twice. He was reminded quickly, however when he heard his brother cry out in pain once again.
"Okay!" yelled Sam, "but please stop hurting my brother!" He dropped to his knees like Nemesis wanted. Brad and Jack both got to their feet and started over to the young man.
"Tell them to stay where they are," said Nemesis. Sam did as he was told. Brad and Jack stopped and stared down at Sam. They saw the strain and was helpless to do anything but watch and wait.
"I like you on your knees Sam. Understand?"
"Yes," said Sam.
"How are you holding up? I must say, you're not looking very good at all."
"You're a bastard!" said Sam.
"Careful Sam," said Nemesis and made Dean cry out in pain once again.
"Stop it! What are you doing to him!" Sam began to shake, and sweat poured from his head.
"You owe me an apology. You hurt my feelings." Sam squeezed his eyes shut trying to hold onto his sanity and pushed the panic down. Jack and Brad looked at each other. Nemesis was really doing a number on him.
"I'm waiting," warned Nemesis. It sounded like a threat. Sam shook his head.
"I'm sorry," he said. "Please. What are you doing to my brother?"
"Never mind," said Nemesis. "Just know that it's very painful. You're brother has proved most challenging to me."
"Why didn't you just keep me? You could have taken whatever you wanted, but you let me go."
"I am taking what I want Sam. Don't you know that? I brought you here in the first place so you could see that I'm damn serious about you doing as your told. I wanted you to see the shape your brother was in. He's worse now. I'm taking you. Slowly. One piece at a time. I'm taking your spirit, your will. I will have your soul and eventually I will own your body."
"Why are you doing this?" the young hunter asked. He was already beginning to breathe hard and Jack thought that if they didn't reach him soon he would begin to hyperventilate. "Please let Dean go. What do you want?"
"What?! Are you stupid!" yelled Nemesis getting angry. "I just told you what the hell I wanted! Are you dense!"
"I don't understand!" wailed Sam. "I'll do whatever you say, just let my brother go! PLEASE!! I'll do whatever you want me to do!"
"Will you?" asked the kidnapper, calming down a little. "Let's see. Get up!" Sam got to his feet.
"It's to crowded in the clinic. Go outside and wait. They better not follow you." ordered Nemesis. Sam nodded, he knew they could see him. He knew they were watching them. He started for the door. Brad and Jack stood in his way blocking his path. Sam looked helplessly at the two doctors.
"I have to," said Sam. Both Jack and Brad shook their heads.
"If they follow you outside Sam, you'll hear your brother scream again." Sam closed his eyes. "If they follow you outside Sam I'll call you back. Dean will be hurt and you'll hear it." Without another thing being said Nemesis ended the call. Sam still held the phone to his ear.