Chapter 2

The first thing Sam was aware of was his back aching with pain, he shifted slightly only to make his back hurt even more. He tried to relax to stop the pain, he pressed his back into what felt like metal below him, the cold surface eased the pain a little. He slowly pried his eyes open. He found himself shirtless and lying on a long metal table, his wrist were bound together and had been pulled above his head, he tilted his head to see that thick rope tightly wrapped around them and attached to a pipe next to the table, he pulled down roughly on the rope but didn't budge causing it to cut into his skin instead. His ankles were separated and tied to the table legs. Blood flowed from the now re-opened wounds on his face.

He huffed out a breath in frustration, he lay in silence, slowly working his jaw trying to think of a way out of this. Even if he screamed for help, he knew no one would hear him. He yanked at his restrains again, they still wouldn't budge.

"I'm screwed" he muttered defeatedly to himself, his only chance was his family "they don't even know I'm here." he thought to himself, tears threatened to fall, he blinked them away suddenly, he wasn't going to cry, he can get himself out of this, but how?

His train of thought was interrupted by a door creaking open from above his head. He jerked his head up trying to see who it was, but his hands were in the way.

An unfamiliar voice suddenly came from the door, but getting closer "I can say it's a pleasure to meet you Sam, I mean the Sam Winchester, youngest son of John Winchester. We've heard so much about you Winchesters." A tall muscular man came into view, he looked about mid-thirties, dark long hair. "I'm afraid what I've heard has only made me want your whole family's heads on sticks." He grinned staring deep into Sam's frightened eyes. "But I thought you were meant to be good hunters, I mean running in on us alone and with no weapon. Do you have a death wish or something Sam?"

"Wow, you really like the sound of your own voice don't you?" Sam replied with a smirk on his face.

"I wouldn't be so snarky Sam seeing as you're the one tied down right now."

"Yeah well, don't worry, my dad and brother are on the way to kill you right now!" Sam growled.

"I wouldn't be so sure, see we've been watching you guys since you got to town, and apparently right now your family are sleeping in a motel room, which is confusing, why weren't you with them? Do they even know you're here?" He questioned smugly.

"Of course they do." Sam replied quickly not wanting to give away that he left them.

"Are you sure because from what I've heard you left your brother and father a couple of hours ago."

Sam gulped nervously, they've been watching them meaning Dean and his dad aren't safe. He once again struggled against the ropes.

"It's useless Sammy, you're stuck here!" The vampire grinned evilly.

"What do you want with me?" Sam asked trying not to sound terrified.

"Let's call you leverage. We'll return you to your family relatively unharmed if you leave here and don't come back or send anybody else. And if your brother and father are as protective of you as what others have said they'll agree."

Sam's hope rose, they were going to let him go. "Okay then, untie me, let's go." Sam tried to sit up, a fist quickly hit his chest, he fell back hitting the table hard, the back of his head smashed into the hard surface. Pain raged through his back as his vision started to blur, he gasped for air finding it hard to breath.

"Not so fast Sammy, some of my pack are hungry, including me, and I promised I'd let them have a bit of you."

"What? You said you'd let me go unharmed." Sam argued between gasps of air.

"I said relatively unharmed, now this might hurt... A lot." Before Sam could answer the vampire's teeth descended, he leaned forward grabbing Sam's hair. He pulled Sam's head to the side exposing his neck. The vampire licked his lips hungrily before sniffing at Sam's neck. "Mmmm.. Sam, you smell delicious!"

"Bite me!" Sam snapped, unsuccessfully trying to pull his head back forward.

"Don't mind if I do." The vampire sunk his teeth deep into the tender skin.

Sam tensed as felt the teeth ripping into his neck, he let an agonized groan that grew into a scream.

A fuzzy female voice entered the room "Luther, may I?" Sam clenched his eyes shut, but they shot open again as he felt more teeth plunge into his left arm. His eyes moved up to see a blonde woman's head leaning down at his arm. He twisted his feet around trying to get his ankles free.

The only sound in the room was his pained screams, or it was the only thing everyone could hear. The male vampire, Luther apparently, withdrew his teeth and rounded the table to the girl still sucking on his arm.

"Easy, we don't want to kill him." He petted her head as she began to retreat. Sam trembled feeling the blood flow from his arm and neck. His eyes were dazed and glassy, he was barely hanging onto consciousness. He watched in horror as the girl straightened up wiping the blood from around her mouth with her sleeve.

"He's delicious Luth, can't we keep him? Finish him off?" the girl asked eagerly.

"No sweetheart. We have to make them leave us alone or we'll all die. Now go retrieve his phone, time to give daddy a call." He ordered.

Sam was finding it hard to stay awake, his eyes slid shut slowly, he fell to unconsciousness.

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Dean groaned hearing a buzzing and a faint tune rousing him from a deep slumber. He had spent most of the night worrying about Sam and only had 2 hours sleep, a pit in his stomach told him something was wrong.

"Dad... yur phone ringin'..." He slurred sleepily. John didn't wake up. "DAD!" He yelled sharply causing John to jerk up into sitting.

"Whaaa.." He replied dazed.

"Phone."

"Oh." John snatched the phone off the table in between them. He glanced at the caller ID, his stomach flipped when he saw it was Sam. "It's Sam." He glanced at Dean, who had shot up suddenly. Dean watched intently as John flipped open the phone and answered.

"Hello, Sam?"

"No, but Sam's here with me John he's just a little tied up right now." A low voice replied.

"Who are you!? Where's my son?" John yelled down the phone.

Dean's stomach dropped "dad? What's going on? Is Sam okay?" He asked desperately, but only received a worried look from his father.

"Like I said he's a little tied up right now, but I'm going to make you a deal, I've give him back if you leave and never come back, or send some of your hunter friends."

"And if we do come back?" John growled.

"Then I will hunt you down and make you watch as I kill Sam along with your other son. Now do we have a deal John?"

"What are you?" John asked, fear building inside of him for his youngest.

"I lead the pack of vampires who've been hunting. But it looks like the Winchesters don't live up to their reputation seeing as we caught one of you so easily. I must say John it was pretty stupid of you to leave Sam on the side of the road like that... Do we have a deal or not?" The vampire asked impatiently.

"Fine, we meet in an hour near..." John started but was interrupted by the voice on the phone.

"No John, I'm calling the shots here. See some of my family are getting hungry, and Sam's blood is very.. Filling. So tomorrow night at midnight, we'll meet on the road where you let your son go with hesitation." John could almost see the smug look on the vampires face.

"NUH-UH! NO WAY! YOU LEAVE HIM ALONE!" John shouted suddenly down the phone, Dean flinched at his dad's sudden angry.

"It's a bit late for that John, and I must say Sam's delicious."

"No.. please.. Just don't touch him again." John pleaded, feeling guilty for letting Sam go.

"No promises, but don't worry, he'll live. I hope to see you tomorrow night John." With that the phone call ended. John sighed shaking his head.

"Dad?" Dean asked. John glanced at him with worried and fear filled eyes.

Dean, sensing something was wrong, bombarded him with questions "where's Sam? Is he okay? Who was on the phone? Is Sam hurt? Is he okay?" Dean's words soon turned into rambling John couldn't understand.

"Dean! Calm down, okay? I don't know how Sam is, but the vampires have him. We'll get him back Dean don't worry, but..." John trailed off.

"But what?" Dean snapped fearing the worst for his little brother.

"We have to wait until tomorrow night, they're offering us a deal, Sam for us not going after them."

"What!? You're serious? We're not going to waste these sons of bitches?" All Dean wanted to fo is kill them for even thinking about taking Sam.

"Do you want your brother back or not?" John yelled.

Dean lost it "how can you say that!? You're the one that pushed him away in the first place, if it wasn't for you Sam would be here safe right now!" Dean shouted, standing up from the bed.

John also jumped off the bed to confront his oldest Son "watch your tone boy! You also let Sam go!" John stepped dangerously close to Dean, getting right in his face. Anger radiated from him.

"That's crap and you know it! I only let Sam go because he couldn't stand being around you! You should off seen him before he left, you hurt him dad, really hurt him!"

"He's not a child anymore Dean, and you can't keep treating him like one!"

"I don't dad! You told me to protect him and that's what I do, he still my little brother." With that Dean moved around bed grabbing his leather jacket and keys, he stormed up to the door.

"Where do you think you're going?!" John yelled.

"I'm going to get him back!" Dean swung the door open, stepping out into the night and slammed the door behind him. He stomped across the car park to his car. He huffed out a breath upon reaching the driver's door. He fumbled with his keys, not noticing the vampire approaching him from behind.

He shoved the key into the hole when he heard his father yelling.

"DEAN, WATCH OUT!" He looked up to see John barreling towards him, he turned around in time to block a punch from the vampire. He kicked her in the stomach, trying to get her to back off. He received a punch in his face, he stumbled back to lean against the car for support.

"Urgh... Bitch!" He cursed, massaging his jaw. The vampire smiled approaching Dean again.

Dean readied himself for another fight, but didn't need to as John grabbed her from behind, sliding a knife soaked in dead man's blood around to hover just above the throat.

His voice was low and gruff as he whispered into her ear "now you're going to show us where your nest is and help us get my son back." She tried to struggle away from John but he reacted quickly pressing the blade closer to her throat.

"Dean, grab the rope." Dean moved quickly to follow his dad's orders, grabbing rope out of the trunk. They restrained her and put her in the back of the Impala.

"C'mon, it's time to get our boy back." John said moving to get in the passenger seat.

"Hell yeah" Dean muttered to himself, also getting in the car.

Looks like they'll get Sam back easily. Or will they? Review please guys, let me know what you think.