Becky this one's for you. Hope you like it and enjoy your vacation. Sharon, I'm sorry you don't like it but there are so many more that do. Thanks for reading it anyway.

Sheila

Chapter 32

"Dean," said Bryan and walked over to where his friend lay. "He looked awful," he thought. "He's been through hell." He looked up at Tony and grabbed the cuff keys that he tossed to him. Bryan took Dean's wrist in his hand and winced. Nemesis had the cuff so tight it cut deep into his flesh. He touched his forehead. Dean groaned and opened his eyes then shoved Bryan back when he saw him.

Bryan jumped; startled that he would do that. He reassured him. "It's okay Dean. It's me." Dean laid back and tried to relax. There was something about Bryan that was gnawing at the back of his head, but he couldn't put his finger on what it was. His brain was fuzzy.

"Are you alright?" asked Bryan? Dean looked up at his friend and said, "It hurts."

"I know," replied Bryan, "but we're going to get you out of here okay?" Dean nodded.

"Where is Sam," asked the detective. Dean tried to focus, to concentrate. "Sam?" he asked.

"Yeah Sam," replied Bryan. "Where is your brother?" Dean squeezed his eyes shut trying hard to remember. "He's not here," he said. Bryan nodded and asked, "Do you know where he's at?" Dean shook his head but just barely because it hurt too much to move it. Tony stuck his head in the door.

"He's at Jack's," said Tony. Bryan looked up at his partner. "What?" he asked.

"There was a phone in the hallway so I called Jack. Sam's there. Nemesis let him go."

"That don't even make any since," replied Bryan.

"I know, but he's there." Bryan shook his head. "Why would he just let him go?"

"I don't know, but we need to get out of here while we can. He may not let us go if he catches us." Tony agreed and after handing Bryan the gun he took from the guard outside, he went back out to watch the hallway and make sure nobody came along. Dean grabbed Bryan's arm. He turned.

"What is it," he asked the young man. "I'm thirsty," Dean replied. Bryan looked around but didn't see anything that he could use to get Dean a drink.

"I don't have anything Dean but let's get you out of here and I'll get you something as soon as I can. Okay?" Dean nodded.

"Can you walk?"

"I think so," replied Dean. Bryan helped him to his feet, but as soon as he stood, his legs buckled and he fell in Bryan's arms.

"Okay. I've got you," said Bryan. "Listen, I'm going to pick you up over my shoulder, Okay?" Dean nodded again and swallowed hard. What was wrong? Why was he getting a strange feeling from Bryan and Tony? They were his friends. It was beginning to make Dean nervous.

"You okay?" asked Bryan when he caught Dean staring intently at him. Dean shook his head to clear it and said, "I think so."

"Okay." Bryan picked him up over his shoulder in a fireman's carry but immediately had to put him down again because it was making him sick. "Tony," he said softly. Tony walked in.

"Yeah. Everything ok?"

"No. I can't carry him. It makes him sick for his head to be down. He can't walk either. He's too weak. Will you give me a hand?" Tony walked over and put one of Dean's arms around his shoulder and Bryan did the same with the other one. Together they made there way out to the car. They laid him down in the back seat where he lost consciousness once again. Tony and Bryan climbed in the front and headed to Jack's as fast as they could.

Nemesis walked out of the living room and went down the hall. He shook the guard that was lying unconscious on the floor and woke him up. "Wake up Jeremy," he said. He startled awake and gazed at his boss. He jumped up.

"I'm sorry sir," he said. "They jumped me. I'll go after them." He started to walk past but Nemesis stopped him from going after them. He peered inside the empty cell where Dean had been held, but was now gone. The guard thought he'd be furious, but when he turned to face him, Nemesis was grinning evilly.

"I'm sorry sir," said Jeremy still afraid. "I'll recapture him as well as the others."

"No," replied the kidnapper. "That won't be necessary. He's doing exactly what I want. Why do you think I let them get to him? The brainwashing was a success. He'll turn on the others when I say. He'll protect his brother for now. When I get ready for him to, he'll do just what I want him to do. He will think they've been hurting Sam. I've given him a post hypnotic suggestion. He'll think they're his enemies. He'll kill them eventually, after he harms them continuously of course and in the end he'll hurt his own brother. When I'm ready, he'll deliver Sam into my hands and then the fun will really begin."

"Nemesis," said another guard that had came to stand beside him. "I don't understand. You had Sam here. He was already your prisoner, but you let him go. Why?"

"On the contrary my friend, I still have Sam. He's still my prisoner. He will do as I say. Especially, when even though he may have his brother back, he finds out that Dean is still under my control and I can still harm him. It will be fun watching Sam as I continue to hurt his brother for his disobedience. Don't you think? I'll make sure Sam doesn't forget that."

"Dean wasn't easy to control Nemesis. Are you sure the brainwashing worked."

"I guess we'll find out," replied the immortal. "If not we'll just start over and use more drastic measures. I've got all kinds of good ideas yet, have no fear. I still have Dean as well. He's still just as much my prisoner as he was when he was here. He'll do what I say, when I say, or else he'll suffer the consequences." Nemesis went back to the kitchen leaving the guards standing alone in the hallway. Phase three would begin soon. In the meantime, Dean was doing just exactly what Nemesis had planned. He'd put doubts in his head about the two detectives, as well as the two doctors. When he got ready Dean would destroy them all and bring him Sam. By that time the younger of the two brothers would be so far gone, he won't be able to find his way back.

The two guards walked in behind him. "Things are going according to my plans gentlemen. Have no fear. Langston is a trained cop but Tony and Bryan got away from his men because I wanted them to. I wanted them to rescue Dean. They have no idea what they are in for when I get ready. Right now Dean has doubts about them but he's thinking he's safe. How wrong he is. I'm just getting started." Nemesis poured him-self a cup of coffee and pondered his plans. The two guards left to await instructions.

At 5 am, Bryan pulled up into Jack's driveway. Jack, Brad and Sam all came running out the door.

"Help me!" said Bryan. Sam ran over.

"Dean!" he said. He gasped at the site before him. He looked a whole lot worse then when Nemesis let him see him and then he looked awful. Jack looked at Sam who had already started shaking and sweating as well as breathing heavily. He was about to have a panic attack and Jack needed to focus on Dean right now. He was in bad shape. The only way he knew to do that was put Sam to work.

"Sam go inside," he said. "Find me a bag of Normal Saline. It will say 0.9 Sodium Chloride on it. Its IV fluids. Find me some tubing and have it ready for me. It's only been a little over 24 hours since Dean was kidnapped but he is severely dehydrated. We'll get Dean. Go!" Sam nodded and took off.

"Good thinking little brother," said Brad.

"Thanks. He was about to freak out."

"Yeah I know."

Tony and Bryan got Dean inside and over to the treatment room in Jack's clinic. Sam ran over with the fluids as Brad started an IV. He hooked him up and then took a penlight to check his eyes. His pupils were reacting normally. Jack took his vital signs. His blood pressure was 60/40 which Jack didn't like at all. He figured the fluids would bring it back up though. His heart rate was 98-100 which was to fast to suit Jack, especially with Dean's heart problems in the past.

Jack hooked him up to an EKG machine to monitor his heart then went down to his foot. He cleaned and redressed the toe. It looked infected. Brad cleaned his wrist where the cuff had been to tight and wrapped it with kerlix guauze. His temperature was normal. This was a good sign. When Brad and Jack finished they both looked at Sam who was about to have a fit.

Jack walked over. "He's okay Sam. He's going to be okay. The fluids will bring his blood pressure up and the EKG will monitor his heart. I'll start antibiotics for the infection. He's unconscious but that's good. It will give his body time to recuperate. He'll be okay." Sam nodded and sat down beside him.

"Sam you need to rest yourself" said Brad. "You're exhausted."

"Later," said Sam and wouldn't budge. "When I know Dean's okay I will."

They didn't push it. They knew he wouldn't rest until he knew his big brother was okay. They didn't expect any less. At least they were all together again but they all had a real bad feeling. It had all been to easy and they braced themselves for the storm to come, whatever it may be.