part 2 enjoy
Dean counted but lost track, he cursed angry at himself. His brother was much better at that then he ever was. "What do you think you'll get of this except a head less?" his wrist was burning, the thick heavy chain cutting into his wrists. He couldn't even change shape, their must be some magic or something. "You do know who I am right?" Dean gritted it out he hated to even point out that, it sounded like a freaking first class snob. But the fact remain that he was Nathanael's mate. The Nathanael. The Nathanael who's power couldn't be underestimated, who had more power in the wolf world and human world then any wildest fantasy.
"Yeah. But not for long." Dean felt a knot in his stomach.
"This aint for money?" Money was something Nathanael had tones of, Dean had followed Nathanael down the basement, passing the vine and booze and into a vault there was something Dean had never seen there were mountains of gold tacks and money bunds everywhere.
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"Dude, I knew you were rich but…you could buy the world." Dean said in awe grabbing a bunt of money that said 25.000 dollar on it Nathanael chuckled as he took four putting them in his pocket. Dean looked around and had thought about that cartoon duck guy that dived into his money, he could freaking do the same… he picked up a diamond that was bigger then his fist he quirked his eyebrow up. One of those diamonds could set a greedy man's children and grand children well generations for life.
"I have this in all of my homes. All around the world." Nathanael said with a grin gesturing around, "Impressed?" he asked looking straight at Dean that was wide eyed and slowly putting the diamond down.
"Yeah… you have all of this money…"
"We"
"Huh?"
"We, everything I own everything that once was mine is ours."
"Well gotta say it you ain't cheap." Dean looked around.
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"No." The freaking blindfold was tight rapped over his eyes, his legs bound with thick rope that was around his whole leg from the hip down. He had a freaking collar, he tried to move his legs before and felt a freaking shock in his body that came from the collar.
"Then why?" Dean asked trying to keep level headed, trying to figure out a plan to get himself out of this mess.
"Doesn't matter." The man offered off handly, Dean felt a cold hand in his stomach, this was a man that wasn't afraid to suffer, that was prepared to lose it all no matter what of the cost. This man was extremely dangerous, Dean never could figure out crazy people, demon he could get humans whatever were unpredictable. He could se a man as a bigger threat then any demon.
"Yeah you freaking kidnapping me sort of do. If you know who I am then you shouldn't do this. You know what he'll do to you." Dean said it matter of factly trying not to let his fear show through. He had no idea what was going on but he did know he didn't like being so out of control. This wasn't some demon he could waste this was wolfs. Wolf's he knew, some he talked and joked with.
"It's nothing personal Dean."
"I'm sort of taking it personal."
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Raven signalled the others and entered the house she walked upstairs where Sam was laying on the bed. He was old. "I've put up security al over the area. I have three I trust protecting your two grandchildren. Your daughter Clara is downstairs safe so is your son Dean." She reported it professionally, she felt a little nervous because this was the Sam. Sam that Dean always talked about.
"I don't bite kid."
"Kid? I'm older then you." Sam just chuckled then turned serious.
"Is my brother gonna be okay?" Raven's brow twitched.
"He's fine. He's being lead to Nathanael and there's no safer place then Nathanael." She said confident.
"What are you talking about? Dean is in a car bound." Raven froze, "You didn't know? I thought it was why you came here in the first place!"
"No. There was a threat against Dean yes, he wanted to make sure that you and your family was safe. He trusted me to…"
"Dean's not fine. He's taken." Sam said sitting up alert. "I saw it. Your telling me that you didn't know?!" Raven shook her head quickly reaching for her phone dialling the speed dial. The phone was out of service she felt a knot in her stomach. She called Blake the same thing. She looked at Sam. "You have to do something."
"I can't. I promised him." Raven breathed out not even all of the training she gotten could have trained her for this.
"Then break it! What kind of body guard are you?!" Sam stood up narrowing his eyes at her. Even if he was old and sick he wasn't afraid of her, not a bit. She looked so freaking young, so fragile but he knew she wasn't she freaking knocked him down once and carried him.
"I'm not his body guard!"
"Then what are you?!"
"His my family."
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Dean saw only blackness he was manhandled roughly so he was dropping al the time, grunting as he felt asphalt against his face. He was pulled up by the chains it burned his flesh. It made him weaker, as if drain him from any supernatural strength he had made him… human… well almost totally human. He felt lumpy walls hit his arms scraping his skin into a feverish red. Then he heard pulling and grunting as whatever they were opening something that took a lot of strength. He was kicked in violently, falling on his knees making a sound coming out. He felt his knees start to bleed and pulsate he just clenched his jaws. He heard a small click from the chain that was behind his back then he screamed in pain. The chain was pulled up in one quick move so they were straight and lifting his body to this toes. His shoulders popped.
It was a pain that couldn't be described. They made him lift his arms in a way the arms couldn't bend. His eyes rolled back in the tight leather skin that was over his eyes. Raven. Remember what Raven told you. Remember.
"What do we do when those who are torturing you are breaking you?" Dean looked at her holding the sword in a firm grip in his hand. His brow furred thinking back trying to remember what his father once told him. "It should be a quick answer."
"Fight?"
"How?"
"Ehm don't let them se you weak or when they hit a soft spot."
"Sort of. If they are locking you up, kicking you. You escape. You shield your brain, your spirit. You escape to memories that empowers you. That make you fight." Raven stepped closer into Dean's personal space. "Would you escape? Or would you stay and break?"
"But… shouldn't you check your surrounding counting…"
"That you do when your first brought there. Escape is what you do when they hurt you. Remember that." She held her sword up. "Prepare."
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Dean's body jerked awake, "leaving us already?" the boiling water thrown over him burned him. The cold room and the hot water made his body go into a shock state. Run faster run run run. His mind screamed. He gritted out as the second bucket of boiling water was thrown over his body. His fist clenched the thick chains. His jaw clenched so freaking hard that it his teeth ached. He couldn't stand the pain and breathed out through his mind the air coming in and out his mouth in panic. Run run run. Dean looked straight at the big man the bondage over his eyes were gone. It wasn't a good thing. That meant he was gonna die.
"He will peal your flesh off, he will make sure that you are awake." The big man backed of terrified.
"SHUT UP!" another man said using sponge that was pinned with two iron strings that was on a wood stick that was connected to a small machine. Dean screamed out in pain as the shock went through his body run run run. Think of your happy place! Think of your happy place!
Dean hugged Nathanael from behind his chin popped on Nathanael's shoulder that tilted his head towards his, his hand's covered Dean's on his stomach. "Beautiful ain't it?" Dean asked looking out the mighty Grand Canyon.
"Yeah."
"Hard to believe such beautiful places like these exist in our world." Dean puffed out looking out in awe he never seen anything so beautiful.
"I've seen many places, went passed them, but never really looked at them like I do now." Nathanael murmured. "I'll take you places like these, I promise." Nathanael felt his lip quirk up as Dean's fingers started to wander unbuttoning his short-sleeved shirt with tribal symbols on them. Nathanael found it amusing that Dean didn't rip the shirt off like he usually did. Dean liked that shirt on him even if he wouldn't say it.
The shirt dropped down on the sand. Dean eagerly pulled of his long sleeved t-shirt and jeans using it as a blanked as he pushed Nathanael down.
Dean panted into Nathanael's mouth their bodies sticky with sweat and semen. Dean had his entire weight over Nathanael which legs was still around his hips holding him close. "Fuck beautiful." Dean looked up seeing the sunset, the sun was reddish the sky in the most beautiful shades Dean ever seen in his life.
"Yeah that's freaking unbelievable."
"I was talking about you, but the sunset is nice to." Dean flushed and shook his head.
"Sap." Dean gasped in surprise, "Ow! No no slapping my ass, but you're a sap." Dean chided.
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Dean jerked once again his teeth chattering violently, his whole body trembling, "you're being rude Winchester." Dean narrowed down his eyes growling. "Yeah I know who you are. Winchester. You have family in California. Sammy his lovely wife Sara and their two children Dean and Clara, and Clara's two children Sunshine and Hope, awww." Dean tried it not to affect him but it was impossible.
"Touch them and you'll pay." He threatens with a dark voice, with such power he didn't know he possessed. The dark haired guy just laughed shaking his head. The other brunette narrowed down his eyes at him walking closer as he said.
"You think I'm scared of you?" Dean had him only an inch from his face. "You're no threat to me whore. You're just too pretty be afraid of." The man mocked, "Perhaps we should keep you as a pet…"
"No your not keeping him as your whore. He dies." Dean felt his heart pound he gritted his teeth as the pain in his body wanted to cry out. He felt fear, suddenly he was happy they were in a freaking freezer with dead cattle around them. They couldn't scent his fear. Dean couldn't help but to fear that he perhaps would be raped as the one that wanted him as a pet licked his lips looking up and down at him.
"I always wondered how you taste like." Then the man gripped his chin pressing his lips at Dean's that squeezed his mouth shut, as the man backed an inch back Dean attached him with his body. His teeth tug in the man's neck and bit hard at the pulse point and the ripped the flesh off, there was a scream of pain and terror and he spat out the flesh feeling the blood in his mouth. He felt his body burn with the hunger for the man's blood.
Dean's felt a pain in his hard blow against his head before everything went black.
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Nathanael growled furious, "are you questioning me?" his eyes radiating with anger, his body stiff he was beyond the mark of on the edge. He was beyond the edge. Crystal licked her lips afraid her heart beating fast, Nathanael could smell her fear.
"No" she stuttered.
"Good then do as I say!" she nodded and ran. He turned to Raven that was on the ground her knees digging down the ground he gripped her hair yanking her up. "We're leaving now. We're wasting time." He dropped her that scrambled to her feet's looking down. Their fear reeked in Nathanael's nose. He was a fool to think that they could protect Dean, no one could do that except him it was his job he should never have given others to do his job. Dean's pride be damned he wouldn't lose him. He changed form running faster into the woods the others closely behind.
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Sam was thrashing in his bed. "Dad your to sick. It's to dangerous!" Dean JR said rubbing his temples worriedly. He felt a ache in his chest, he lost his mother only five months ago he didn't want to lose his father to. He loved his uncle but the thing was he only meet him twice, once when he was a child. The other time when he was a teenager. Even if he felt like he knew him through the stories he heard growing up, he refused to risk his fathers life to find his uncle. Couldn't this Nathanael wolf just track Dean down? It should be easy him being so powerful and all.
Sam gasped sitting up, Dean looked alarmed at his father gripping his father shoulder that looked straight into his eyes. They told him that he looked like his grandfather. His sister looked more like their mother. He knew that before his grandfather died this Nathanael had meet him why he didn't know Nathanael was a mystery to them all. But he remembered his uncle being skittish as Nathanael meet his grandfather, that died only two months after that. He died of old age, he died with a smile on his face and the whisper of their late grandmothers name on his lips.
"Phone."
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"I'm sorry I'm so sorry I should never have left him." Raven sobbed shaking her head. Nathanael ignored her sobbing still trying to pick up the trace.
"I can't follow the trace, it's weak. They used cattle to spread blood at different directions as they used his cloths to throw the trace off." Nathanael was on the ground smelling the grass deeply it was purring rain. Raven couldn't scent anything. Her lower lips quivered, she sniffed her phone went off and she picked it up.
"It's Sam. What? Is he dying?" she asked with fear the phone was ripped out of her hands, she quickly looked down.
"What do you se psychic boy?"
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Dean threw his head back in pain as another electric volt went through him, "why?!" he demanded. Why they hell were they doing this to him? What the hell had he done? He never hurt anyone, if anything he saved some freaking life. He kept many from the wrath of Nathanael, why get rid of him?
He was good guy…
"You're a weak leader." The man said harshly, it stung. True he never took his part of being the leader. Crystal was more then a leader then him, he didn't want to lead his father said there were followers and there was leaders. His father raised him to follow him. Now he didn't follow his father he followed Nathanael but wouldn't let himself be dominated by Nathanael that he refused. Nathanael knew that he used other tactic to make his point. But Nathanael was the alpha of all of the alphas so as a wolf he was somewhat more dominated more submissive then he was in his human form.
"I'm no leader." He chattered it out, his spiky hair had become ice, his skin red, his wounds frozen.
"Exactly, you think that the rest of us want to have a weak leader? Nathanael is the alpha of the alpha males. You're an alpha but not the alpha for him." Dean laughed like a maniac.
"Is this what this all is about? That I don't deserve him?" there was a silence. "You have no say of who he picks!" Dean roared angry, "ya think he'll pick U! His my!" Dean roared it out heated trying to wiggle out of the chains with out any success only pain came. "You will never have him!" Nathanael was his, his alone no other fucker would have him. He would fight to the death before that happened.
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Dean felt the sun burn his skin, making his freckles a little darker then normally. He squinted with a smile as Nathanael hovered over him giving him shade. "Hey you're covering the entire sun!" Dean scowled his hands resting on Nathanael's ankles then on his thighs as Nathanael straddled him with a smile not saying a word. "Your not speaking?" another silence "ok I can deal. I can talk for you, I like to talk about nothing did you know that?" Nathanael nodded his head amused his eyes gentle looking at him with only love. Dean couldn't help but to smile broadly feeling his heart take a start.
Dean felt his throat almost get sore from talking so freaking much, he pouted, "Ok now I'm getting hoarse cuz you haven't shut me up yet. C'mon let me hear that accent of yours." Nathanael lifted his brows in question, "c'mon you do have an accent. Not the annoying one the good one. C'mon talk to me." Dean demanded.
"I just like your voice." Nathanael said gently "and I always wondered if you could talk until you lost your voice." Dean crossed his arms sulky. "Love you to." Nathanael laughed freely.
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Nathanael felt a tug in his heart. He loved to hear Dean talk he could listen to Dean for hours just looking at him in awe as he spoke. He loved how Dean would speak with his hands gesturing. How his whole face reacted and moved as he spoke, his mannerisms when he spoke. He was always speaking even if it wasn't in words his body spoke. His actions spoke. He would get Dean back.
No deals no what if's he was gonna get Dean back and he was gonna get Dean back alive. He didn't care if he had to break the doors in heaven or hell to steal back Dean's soul to bring him back. Dean was coming back. He had to. Nothing else mattered then that. Nothing.
stay tune for part 3 haha