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Chapter 75

Jack got up slowly and walked over to where Dean lay. He was moaning in his sleep so he knew that Nemesis was probably hurting him again.

John walked over and stood on the other side. Sam sat up on the bed where he was at. Dean opened his eyes and looked at John and then at Jack.

"You son of a bitch," he said when he first saw Jack. He began tugging at the straight jacket attempting to get out of it. He shot daggers at him.

Jack raised his eyebrows. "Yes," he thought. "Dean is still pissed off."

"I'm sorry," he said. Dean just glared. John touched him on the shoulder and said, "We're going to get that thing out of your chest. Okay?" Dean winced as the pain began getting worse. He looked at Sam, who was sitting just a few feet a way. His eyes widened when he saw him.

"What happened to you Sammy," he asked. Sam looked at him and decided to be honest. "Nemesis," he said. It was all he had to say.

Dean's eyes got cold. He looked at John. "Get it out of me," he said in a low voice. John nodded. "We will," he said in a voice just as low as his son's. He looked at Jack who walked closer to where Dean was at. Dean was currently sitting on the side of his bed.

"I'm going to have take off the straight jacket. We need to get an IV in his arm. I need to give him a sedative." He looked down to where Dean sat. "I need you to turn around for me," he said. Dean got up to his feet and turned around without saying a word.

Jack shook his head. He knew that Dean was mad and he currently looked like he wanted to beat the hell out of him.

"I had to put the straight jacket on Dean," he said. "It was for protection. It protected us from you if Nemesis started up and also to protect you from yourself so you couldn't hurt yourself. I know you're mad but we're going to fix everything, I hope."

"Whatever," said Dean and waited as Jack undid the straps and removed it. Dean turned around and shook his arms to get the blood pumping in them again. He turned back around and glared at Jack, and then went over to see about Sam.

"Are you okay," he asked. Sam nodded but Dean knew he wasn't.

"What is it," he asked him.

"He's mad," said Sam as he looked up at his big brother.

"Who," asked Dean,

"Nemesis. He's angry Dean. Very angry," replied Sam.

"I figured he would be," replied Dean. "I was hoping I would have killed him."

"No, you just made him angry," said Sam. Dean nodded.

Jack turned toward Dean and froze. He looked past him at his father that was standing behind him. He shook his head and rubbed his eyes. When he opened them again, his father was gone. Jack just stood there for a few minutes and stared.

Dean cocked his head to the side. "Jack," he said but Jack still just stood there staring. Brad saw him and walked over. Dean didn't move.

"Jack," said Brad. "Jack," he said it again louder. Jack blinked and looked at his brother.

"What's the matter," asked Brad. Jack shook his head. "Nothing," he replied.

"Are you sure," questioned Brad. He was beginning to get nervous again.

"Yeah," replied Jack and turned his attention back to Dean. "I'm going to need you to come over here and lay down," he said. Dean did as he was told. He lay down on the bed. Jack came over. "I'm going to have to start and IV so I can give you a sedative. I don't have any anesthesia so I'm going to have to keep you sedated until I can get that device out."

"Okay," said Dean and offered his arm. Brad came over and looked at Jack. He was shaking. "I'll start it Jack. You go get some air," said Brad and hobbled over to get a chair so he could sit down. Brad didn't say anything but something was distracting Jack and he didn't know what it was.

Jack nodded and walked outside the motel. He leaned against the wall and rubbed his head. "What was wrong with him," he thought. He jumped when his cell phone rang. He closed his eyes and answered it.

"Hello Jack," said the immortal. "How's things going?" Jack didn't answer. He just stood and held the phone to his ear. Nemesis, on the other end of the line, laughed.

"I see you're seeing your father all over the place. It's got you scared doesn't it?"

"I'm fine," Jack said finally.

"Sure you are," replied Nemesis.

"What is your problem," said Jack angrily. "What the hell do you want?"

"You know what I want," replied the immortal. "I see you took the straight jacket off. I don't know if you should have done that or not."

"What," asked Jack just as he heard Dean scream from inside the motel. "NO," he said and hung up the phone. He rushed back inside. He froze. "Dean," he said softly. "Hold on a minute."

John came around to stand in front of his eldest. Dean was breathing heavily, sweat was pouring off of him.

"Let us help," said John and took a step toward him. Dean backed up and grabbed his chest. Sam came over and stood by his dad. Tony and Bryan stayed back.

"Look at your brother," said Nemesis inside his head. Dean turned and looked at Sam. "Attack him," he heard. Dean shook his head and cried out again.

"Attack him! Do as you are told!" Jack slowly took a step toward Dean. He didn't hear what Nemesis was telling him to do but the way he was looking at Sam gave him a pretty good idea.

"Dean listen to me," said Jack. "We are going to get that out of you but you have to let us."

Dean continued to watch Sam who took a step toward him. "Stay back Sammy," said John but Sam continued to get closer to his brother. He stopped right in front of him. "Go ahead," he said. Dean shook his head again. "I….won't…..hurt you," he said in short gasps,

"Oh but you will," said Nemesis in his head. Brad came up behind him and grabbed him. Dean yelled and began to fight. Sam and John both ran up to help hold him while Jack administered the sedative. After a few minutes, he began to get sleepy and after a few more he was unconscious once again.

"Let's get that damn thing out of him," said Jack as Bryan and Tony came up to help get Dean on the bed. When they had him settled Brad looked at Jack. "Are you going to be able to do this," he asked. Jack nodded and said, "I don't have a choice."

He wasn't' sure what would happen when they got him opened up but he hoped and prayed that he was able to do this without a hitch. Behind his eyes, however, a headache was beginning to form.