Sam didn't know what to think; didn't know what to do. The vampires all started to laugh and jeer. Suddenly, Sam was grabbed by two fangs, and forced backwards; he hit his head on the floor, and was raised back up again. Dean surged forward to rescue his brother, but was felled by a punch by another vampire.
Sam gasped in pain, little stars erupting in his minds eye, and he was quite dizzy for a moment, before he was rather unceremoniously dumped on the cold stone floor beside his big brother.
'You boys will suffer for what you have done' hissed Jesse. 'Luther was my brother, and we protected each other even in death. He was my life- very much like Sam is to you, Dean!' he added, leering at Dean, who scowled back. 'Wouldn't you do anything for your brother, Dean? Wouldn't you protect him from anything and anyone?' he looked at Dean, expecting an answer. Dean didn't decide to elaborate.
Sam shifted from one foot to the other. They had to get out of here. One of the vampires smirked at him, and Sam smirked back. Jesse laughed.
'Oh you two are going to pay for what you did to my brother, you can be sure of that. First of all- the bleeding'
Sam and Dean both looked at him in pure, abject horror. Jesse chuckled at their reaction.
'Benny' he said to a vampire over his left shoulder. 'Which one do you want first?'
Benny made 'um and ooh' noises, as if trying to decide which of the Winchesters he was going to bleed first.
'I like the tall one' he said, and Sam stiffened. Dean stood in front of his brother, putting his arms out to protect him.
'Oh no, your not getting Sam, you can keep your filthy hands off of him you rotting scum!' he spat. The vampires laughed.
'Ok.' Said Jesse. 'Get him'
Benny clapped his hands once, and then made his way towards the brothers. He grabbed one of Dean's outstretched arms and swung him round, sending him crashing to the floor on the other side of the room.
Sam ran to his brother, but another fang blocked his way and punched him in the face.
Sam reeled back, stunned, and fell on the floor.
Benny grabbed Sam and hauled him to his feet. He dragged him to a wall, where there was a handcuff attached to a chain. Struggling, Sam tried to wrench his arms away, but Benny stayed strong. He locked Sam's right hand into the cuff, and stood back to admire his handiwork.
Dean stood up and swayed on the spot, trying to pinpoint his brother's location.
'Sammy! He gasped, finally spotting his little brother, and he made his way to him. Before he got there, however, he was manhandled, struggling, by another vampire, to the opposite wall to Sam. He too, had his arm locked into a cuff, and he struggled as hard as Sam, but again, the damn fang was too strong.
'Right, now this is over-we can begin!' announced Jesse, who had been standing in the corner, watching the situation play out in front of him.
He walked towards Sam, who started to struggle, desperately trying to get out of the cuff that was holding him to the wall.
'Sam Winchester. The youngest of a family of hunters. Where's your father, boy? Why aren't you hunting with him?'
Sam flinched. The memory of his father's death still haunted him, and he didn't want to discuss this subject with a god damn vampire of all things!
'He's not here' he said simply. Jesse laughed, the hotness of his breath making Sam flinch even more.
'Well, more for you and your brother then, isn't it?' Sam forced a smile.
He didn't want the fang knowing he was scared.
'So what are you going to do?' yelled Dean, fed up of the talk, he also wanted to desperately stop his brother from being hurt, and this was the only thing he could do. Distract him.
'Well, I'm not going to do anything- Benny is!' said Jesse, turning to Dean.
Dean looked at Benny, who smirked and walked towards Sam, who started to struggle again.
'LEAVE HIM ALONE!' Dean yelled, but Benny took no notice.
He produced a knife from his inside jacket pocket. Sam struggled even harder, trying to get away.
'No, no no no, please!' he begged quietly, but Benny ignored him.
He brought the knife closer to Sam's arm and then put it against his skin, hard; he then slit a deep cut into Sam's forearm.
Sam yelled in pain, squeezing his eyes shut, trying to block the pain out.
'Sammy! Sammy! Oh you son of a bitch! LEAVE HIM ALONE!' he heard his brother shout out, but he didn't say anything. He yelled again when Benny cut into his other arm.
Suddenly, all at once, he could feel the warmth of his own blood slipping down both arms, could hear it dripping onto the floor.
Dean struggled against his cuff. He had to save his brother. He was hurting, badly, and Dean had to rescue him. That was his job.
He saw his brother struggle, but despite his own efforts, he couldn't get out. He watched in desperation and increasing horror as two vampires surged forwards.
Benny stepped back and nodded to the two fangs. 'He's all yours'.
The vampires nodded, licking their lips. They walked towards Sam, who continued to fight against his cuff.
The fangs, both men, each took one of Sam's arms in their own hands, and lifted them to their mouths, and they began to suck at the deep rivets in Sam's skin.
Sam groaned as he felt his own blood being sucked out of his body. He tried to struggle, but he was getting weaker by the second. The vampires abruptly stopped sucking, and then moved away, letting two other vampires a chance to feed.
Dean couldn't believe what he was seeing. He didn't want to be believe it. He yelled in anger and panic, trying to scare the vampires who where suckling at his little brother's arms.
He watched as Sam got weaker and weaker, his head starting to loll on his shoulder.
Suddenly, Jesse put his hand on one of the suckling vampire's shoulders. 'That's enough. He'll die if you drink any more. And I want to preserve him for later feeds' He said.
The two fangs nodded and moved away.
Jesse smiled, and then produced a key. He unlocked Dean first, he ran to his brother, who was groaning and whimpering in pain.
'It's ok, Sammy, I've got you, I wont let you go, it's going to be ok, I promise!' He mumbled into Sam's ear as he put his arms round his shoulders.
Sam whimpered back, and Dean turned towards Jesse.
'Are you going to unlock him or what?' he spat.
Jesse chuckled. 'Ok' he said simply. Then he unlocked Sam's cuff.
As Sam fell forward, Dean caught him and settled him on the floor.
The vampires smiled and jeered at the sight.
'I hope you got the force of our message boys' said Jesse, as he and the other fangs made their way towards the door.
'We have another lesson tomorrow' he concluded as he shut the door.
Dean watched the vampires leave, and when he saw that they were gone, he let the tears flow.
He looked down at his little brother, whose head was lolling in his lap.
'I'm sorry Sammy! I didn't see this coming, I really didn't. But I'll get us out of this, you'll see! You just rest, and I'll be here.' He promised his little brother, smiling through his tears.
It didn't matter whether Sam heard him or not, Sam knew what Dean could do, but it was vital to tell him.
He then positioned himself against the wall to make himself a bit more comfy, and then sat silently. He didn't want to sleep, for two reasons.
One; the vampires might come back, and he didn't really want to be asleep when they struck,
And two; if Sammy woke, he wanted to be conscious to reassure him.
Instead, Dean Winchester sat quietly, watching Sammy sleep on his lap, waiting for morning to come.
Hope you liked this chapter!
It was a bit violent, but I love a good bit of hurt/Sam and protective/dean!
Please review if you liked, I would love to know what you thought of it!
Next chapter up soon!
