Dean wasn't sure how long he had worked on the damn doors, but it sure was a long time.
He kept checking up on Sam as he did, making sure that he was ok. He obviously wasn't ok, but at least he wasn't getting any worse.
'Dude, this is taking forever!' he complained, standing up from the door and walking back towards Sam, who was pulling at the bars of the window, maybe hoping that if he pulled hard enough, they would come away in his hands.
'I know Dean, but we haven't got long until the vampires come back- it's nearly dusk!' said Sam, who was beginning to panic a little.
'I can't believe that they are doing this, I mean it's been like...months since we ganked whatshisname...Luther or whatever' said Dean, wringing his hands and looking at his brother with an angry expression on his face.
'Well, you know what they say Dean-revenge is a dish best served cold!' said Sam, but there was no humour in his voice. He looked identically angry and worried. He desperately wanted to get out of here, but he didn't know how...if only they had help...
'Help! Dean...we can call Bobby!' said Sam happily, a fifty watt grin plastered in his face.
Dean stared at him, dumbstruck. 'Why the hell didn't I think of that?' he asked in disbelief, and then he fished his phone out of his jacket pocket.
The smile that was on dean's lips gradually faded as he held the mobile higher in the air and further from his body.
'Uh, Sammy...' he said, wishing he didn't have to break this to his brother, who looked so expectant and convinced that his master plan would work.
'Yeah dean?' asked Sam, not really wanting to know what dean had to say, as long as it wasn't bad.
'There's, uh, no signal out here dude' said Dean quietly, looking at his brother with concern.
'I'm sorry Sammy, we'll find another way out, don't worry...I promised we'd get out, and we will! Just...not this way' dean rambled to his brother.
Sam just nodded his head, then went and sat down against the wall he had woken up against, and rested his head against it, closing his eyes.
'No no no Sammy! Don't you give up on me! You can't do that! I'm gonna get us out of here, those dirty ass fangs won't hurt you again, you hear! I won't let them! And you know why?'
'No, why dean?' asked Sam, not in the mood to play guessing games.
'Because I am your big brother, and I'll always get us out! You just remember that! It's my job to protect you...and I will!' he said, nudging Sam's knee with his fist.
Sam smiled and looked at his brother.
'You know what dean?' he said, a peculiar look on his face.
'What?' asked Dean, curious to know what Sam was thinking.
'I could do with a hug' he said, a smile on his face dean hadn't seen in a long time. It was the smile that Sam only reserved when he was totally and utterly spent emotionally, and when he needed serious comfort.
Dean smiled back and mooched over to sit next to Sam. He then wrapped his arms around his little brother and pulled him close.
Sam folded into the embrace, and rested his chin on dean's shoulder.
Dean smiled into Sam's hair and closed his eyes. He dearly wished for more moments like this, but he knew that they wouldn't come very often.
This was the calm before the storm, and as Dean hugged his brother, he steeled himself up for the vampires, and vowed that by this time tomorrow, both Sam and him would be free and long gone by now. He would get them out.
Because he promised Sammy.
Hope you liked this chapter!
This was more hurt/comfort than anything else, so I hope you liked!
More chapters up soon and the next one will be a bit more violent!
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