Chapter 73
Sam didn't answer. He just held the phone to his ear. The immortal was enjoying himself and grinned on the other end of the line. "So, we're back here again I see," he said.
"Please," said Sam finally. "Dean."
"Shut up," said Nemesis and Sam closed his mouth. "I want you to go outside Sam. I want to have a word with you without everyone around." Sam looked around at all his friends. All eyes were on him. He shook his head. "They're never going to let me do that," he said.
"You find a way," warned the immortal. "You better convince them that you need to go outside alone. If I see anyone else before I've finished our talk, Dean will be in a lot of pain. Look at him Sammy." He looked down at his brother. Dean was still unconscious, but he could tell by the grimace on his face that Nemesis was hurting him. "Okay," said Sam finally. "Please just stop hurting him." He watched as Dean seemed to relax a little.
"Come outside and come alone. Tell them if it's any consolation, I'm not going to take you away, its way too much fun this way. You have 5 minutes." Nemesis hung up the phone. Sam swallowed hard and did the same. He put his phone back in his pocket and looked around.
He got up and headed straight for the door. He didn't get far before his dad stopped him. "Where the hell do you think you're going," he asked.
"Nemesis wants me to come outside."
"Well you can forget that," said John.
"Dad I have to. I have to go out there alone or he will hurt Dean. He said he wants to talk to me and I only have 5 minutes," said Sam.
"No. He's got one of my son's. He'll not take the other one," said John. "You can just forget it."
"Dad please. I've got to go out there. He's going to hurt him if I don't." Sam headed for the door once again.
"Sammy no," said John. Sam looked at his dad and then over at his brother. "I don't have a choice. He will hurt Dean and he doesn't have to be here to do it." John looked at his youngest son. He looked back at his dad. His eyes were pleading. He shook his head and stepped aside.
Sam walked over to the door, looked back at the others and then walked outside. Harper was waiting just outside. His gun was drawn. Sam looked at the gun and then at the man holding it. He didn't say a word. He just waited.
"We're going to go around to the back of the hotel," said Harper and Sam nodded. Harper gestured with the gun and Sam followed. When they got around to the back, he made him stop. "Are you carrying something I may need to know about?" Sam knew he meant did he have any kind of weapon on him. He shook his head. "I wouldn't do anything to jeopardize my brother's life."
"You're a very smart boy. Still, you don't mind if I check now do you?" Sam shook his head. "Good now first, take off your jacket, slowly." Sam obeyed and dropped it on the ground. "Now your over shirt." Sam did as he was told. Harper nodded. He took his arm and turned him toward the wall. He pushed him in to it, face first and made him place his arms on either side of him. Harper searched him and when he was sure that Sam indeed was carrying no weapons he let him turn back around.
"I don't want you setting my master on fire or any such thing as that." Harper leaned into Sam and said, "You can't call fire down can you?" Sam shook his head. Harper nodded and shoved Sam until his back was against the wall. "Stay there. Don't move." Sam did as he was told. His heart was beating a mile a minute. He wondered what they had in store for him. He knew it wasn't good, whatever it was. Harper was belligerent and mad.
"Oh by the way, if you use your powers, I'll kill you. Understand." Sam nodded and remained where he was with his back against the wall. He looked up as Nemesis came out of the woods.
"Hello Sammy. How's your brother doing?" he asked. Sam squeezed his eyes shut. Half of Nemesis body had healed from where he had been burned and the other half was still in the process of healing. He was not a happy man in either case. "Please," said Sam.
"Did I say you could speak," asked the immortal and Sam immediately closed his mouth. "No," he thought. "This was not a happy man at all." He was angry and Sam could see by the look on his face that he wanted revenge.
Inside the motel Brad groaned. Jack rushed to his brother's side. "Brad," he said as he came up beside him. "Man it's good to see you awake. How are you doing?" Brad looked up weakly at Jack and grinned at him.
"I'm okay, thanks to you," he said. Jack felt his brother's head to see if he had a fever. He didn't which was a relief. He was still pale but it looked like he would be okay. Jack breathed a sigh of relief. Tony and Bryan came up to him and smiled down at him.
"Hey," said Tony.
"Hey," echoed Brad. "How are the others?" Jack looked at Bryan and Tony. "Bryan spoke first. "Dean's not doing to well. He's in a straight jacket."
"Why," asked Brad.
"Because he still has that thing in his chest. It's to protect him and us until we can get it out." Brad nodded. "That makes since," he said. "Nemesis is very powerful." He stole a look at Jack. "What's wrong?"
"Huh," asked Jack a little startled.
"What's the matter with you?" Jack shook his head. Tony and Bryan both looked at him. "Nothing," said Jack.
"Are you sure? You seem distracted."
"You've only been awake for 5 minutes," said Jack. "How do you know?"
"It don't take long. What's wrong?"
"Nothing. I'm just worried about everything." Brad nodded understandingly because Jack was getting upset. "Okay," he said. "How about John, and Sam?"
"John is in the other room with Dean. He's worried sick. He's angry at Jack because Jack hasn't taken the device out of his son's chest yet."
"Sam?"
"Sam is outside," said Tony.
"What," asked Brad? "Alone?"
Nemesis walked up to Sam and placed a hand around his throat and squeezed. Sam began to struggle. "Don't," said Nemesis and Sam went still. "I haven't said this for awhile but it still goes. You're still my puppet, understand? I pull the strings?"
"Yes," said Sam. Nemesis let him go. "You can speak."
"Please let my brother go. I'm the one you want. Take me. I'll go with you right now, just leave Dean alone." Nemesis looked at Sam like he'd lost his mind. He nodded at Harper. He hit Sam hard in the stomach and he doubled over, and then he hit him in the back of the head and knocked him to his knees. He began to breathe heavier as pain exploded in his body. He winced.
"I like you on your knees Sammy remember," the immortal said.
"Yes," choked out Sam.
"You see it's not that easy any more. You're brother set me on fire. Do you understand that?" Nemesis walked up and down in front of Sam and finally grabbed him by the hair of the head and forced him to look up at him. "HE SET ME ON FIRE! He will not get away with that. He disobeyed me and I told him what would happen if he did that."
"Please," said Sam nervously.
"Shut up. You've spoken now shut your mouth!" Sam did as he was told. "You will go back into that motel room and you will release the boy from the straight jacket." Sam shook his head. "No," he said.
"You will do as you're told Sam or it will be a lot worse," said Nemesis. "Now not only you but you and your brother are my number 1 priorities. I no longer just want you but Dean also. The rest of your little group is just added pleasures for me. Do as your told Sammy or else." He let him go and kicked him knocking him all the way to the ground. Sam cried out in pain as he hit.
Harper walked over and continued to kick him until he couldn't move, and then Nemesis loomed over him once again. "I'll be in touch," he said and then they were both gone.
"What is he doing outside alone," asked Brad suddenly afraid. He sat up in the bed.
"Easy Brad," said Jack.
"Go get him," said Brad.
"We didn't have a choice. Nemesis said if he didn't come outside by himself he'd hurt Dean. I've given him something for pain but it's not going to hold him if the immortal decides to put that thing to work again."
"I understand but it's been to long. He's been outside to long. Go get him," said Brad. Jack looked at Brad and then at Bryan and Tony. They took off. They ran into the other room. Apparently John had already thought the same the thing because he was already heading for the door.
"Listen," he said. "You two take the back of the hotel. Jack you come with me." Everyone nodded and ran outside. John and Jack ran up toward the street and looked all over the place for him but couldn't find him. "Shit," he said and they went into the office. A pretty clerk was in the back and came out when she heard the bell over the door ring.
"May I help you," she asked. John and Jack walked up to the desk. "I hope so," said John. "Did you happen to see my son around anywhere? He's about 6ft tall and has brown hair." The clerk thought a minute and then shook her head. "No sir I'm sorry. Is something wrong?"
"No," said John trying to keep the panic out of his voice. "He just wasn't in the room and I was wondering if you saw which way he went." She shook her head again. "I'm sorry. I didn't," she said. "Okay, thanks," said John and he and Jack left the office.
"JOHN back here!" yelled Bryan. Jack and John looked at each other and took off running. They ran around the back of the building and stopped short. "Oh God," said John when he saw Tony kneeling by Sam. Jack didn't hesitate but ran straight over to him.
"SAM!" he said. Tony moved back to allow Jack and John access to Sam's unconscious body."
"Sammy!" said John and touched his head.
"Son of a bitch!" said Jack. "Easy John. Roll him over easy." John nodded and together they rolled Sam over on his back. Jack checked him over quickly to determine if anything was broken. "Help me get him inside," he said when he decided nothing was.
"I'll get him," said John and him and Bryan got him up and carried him inside the room and over to his bed. They laid him down. Brad had gotten up and limped inside the room. "Oh my God," he said and walked over to him. "Is he okay?"
"He's just been beat up," said Jack and looked at John. He was furious. He had murder in his eyes. "John," said Jack and winced when John grabbed him and shoved him backwards.
"Hey," said Brad but John wasn't listening. He just continued to look at Jack.