Chapter 87

Dean watched his little brother closely. Sam had walked back over to the door and was standing there now. Dean watched him as he inclined his head. He knew without a doubt that Nemesis was behind this. He was talking in Sam's head, playing games at his little brother's expense. It made Dean angrier.

"Come to me," Nemesis said. "Get your brother, Sam, and come to me." Sam turned slowly and looked at Dean who began shaking his head. "Sammy, I want you to listen to me right now," said Dean. "You can't listen to the voice in your head. Nemesis is controlling you. He wants you. He wants us both. Please." He pleaded with him but was having a hard time reaching him.

"Do as I said Sam," said Nemesis. Dean watched as he nodded. "No Sam."

Sam walked over to Dean and stared down at him. He was still trying to reason with him but was sitting on the bed where he was told. He did not try to get up. He kept his hands out in front so that Sam could see them.

"He wants me to come to him," said Sam.

"Well you can't," said Dean.

"He wants me to bring you with me."

"He wants to hurt us both," said Dean. "He also wants to hurt the others. You can't listen to him. I know what's happening Sammy, it happened to me. Remember? He made me hurt you. He brainwashed me."

"Be quiet," said Sam, but Dean wasn't listening.

"Damn it Sam! Listen to me!" He continued to beg and plead. He knew that he was in a race against time. He had to make Sam understand. "Remember!" It was not a question. Sam began to pace the room getting more and more anxious.

"Sammy he wasn't able to control me with brainwashing so he placed a device in my chest in order to control me. You all worked together and got it out of me but he's doing the same thing to you. I know you. You do not want to hurt me. You're not thinking right Sam. Nobody outside of that door is calling you. It's Nemesis and he's in your head. I know what that feels like. You've got to listen to me!" What was taking so long," thought Dean. "Why wasn't anybody coming to help?"

In the living room, Jack was about to continue the incantation. He angled his head to look at his shoulder. He could barely see the marks now, and there was no discomfort. None at all.

"Brad are you sure about this," asked Jack one last time. He gut was knotted in fear. He was afraid for his brother's life. "We can find another way," he said.

"NO!" said John and started to step out of the circle.

"Don't," said Brad. "Stay there." John stayed where he was. Brad turned to Jack. "It's for me to do Jack. It's the only way and you know it. We can't barge into that room. Sam might shoot Dean if we do. This is the only way." Jack nodded. He knew that. Deep down inside he knew it, but it didn't stop him from trying. He looked at John, Tony and Bryan in the other circle. They knew that Jack was scared to death and so were they but somebody had to reach Sam before it was to. late and Brad was right. They could not just barge into the room. Not this time.

"It's for me to do," repeated Brad leaving no room for reasoning. He knew the risk and the danger and still decided to proceed. "Stay in the circle Jack," said Brad. "I mean it."

"If I could have ended it last time I would have," said Jack.

"Yeah I know. You did a stupid thing. You don't have enough control for that yet and you don't have to be hero. You screwed up and you got hurt."

"I'll stay," said Jack. "Just make sure when I tell you to come back you get your ass back here. Okay?" Brad grinned and nodded. "I will," he said. "I promise." Jack nodded. Brad sat down in the middle of his circle and began to chant. "Hail, hail fire and snow, for the ages we will go," he said as he lifted his hands. "Far away, for to see. Sam Winchester I come to thee."

"I am here, I am me. I protect my brother from thee. Take him now to his destiny."

"I am he and he is me, as we will," said Jack.

"So mote it be," replied Brad and closed his eyes. John, Bryan and Tony looked on from the other circle. Jack was in a trance and Brad's body just sort of laid down inside the circle. Up more and more, Brad floated. He looked back on his body. He grinned. So far Jack was staying where he was. "You better," said Brad and floated on up to the bedroom where Sam was holding Dean hostage.

Right outside the door Brad floated before going straight through it. Even this way they had to be very careful. Sam could still hurt Dean. This didn't make it any less dangerous than storming in. He just hoped it worked.

"Let's go," said Sam as he walked back over to Dean.

"What," said Dean? "No Sam. Listen to me."

"Sam leveled the gun at his brother. Dean eyed it warily. "Get up," said Sam but Dean stayed seated and shook his head. "No. I'm not going to let you do this. You're going to walk into a damn trap and you're going to take me with you. Focus Sam! LOOK AT ME!" Dean was getting more and more nervous. Sam walked over and pulled Dean to his feet.

"Turn around," he said.

"Why," asked Dean even though he knew.

"Just do it," said Sam getting angry. Dean did as he was told. He turned around. Sam took out a pair of cuffs he got from God knows where and was about to put them on his brother. Outside the room Brad took a deep breath and floated through the wall.

"Sam," he said softly. Sam spun around. He grabbed Dean and put him in front of him. He used him as a shield against Brad. "Easy," said Brad still softly.

"What's going on," asked Brad. Sam looked. "Brad?" he asked. Brad grinned. "Yeah Sam it's me. Now what are you doing to Dean?"

"He's calling my name. He wants me to come to him and bring Dean."

"Why would you do that? You know who it is that's calling you don't you," he asked. Sam shook his head. "I just hear his voice."

"Don't listen to that voice Sam. It's Nemesis and he's evil. He wants to hurt you. He wants to hurt your brother and all the rest of us to. Don't listen to the voice in your head."

"I have to obey," said Sam.

"Do you care for Dean?"

"Of course I do," replied Sam.

"Then why would you put him and yourself in danger? It's the immortal Sam and he's bad news." Sam shook his head.

"Listen to him Sam," said Dean. "He's telling you the truth man. You're going to walk into a damn trap!" Sam just stood there. He still had Dean in front of him and still had the gun on him. "This isn't going to be as easy as I'd hoped," thought Brad and looked at Sam.