Enjoy the next chapter guys. Beta credits go to O'MalleytheAlleycat.
Sam, wake up." Tesla called out from the open door however, the young hunter did not stir.
He came in the room and looked closely at Sam's sleeping form . He was too pale and was taking deep, heavy breaths. There were many times that Tesla had visited the room while Sam had been sleeping and one thing that he had observed was that Sam was always very restless during his sleep.
Now as he took in the young hunter's pale and still appearance, he became worried. Master Caius had told Tesla that it was his responsibility to keep their 'guest' healthy and to feed him three times a day. Although he had forgotten how much humans slept he was sure that sleeping for two days straight wasn't normal.
Tesla had grown to like Sam's company over the past weeks. He had enjoyed Sam's composure in comparison to how humans usually acted. Most were screaming messes, not Sam though, he was different. That didn't mean though that there weren't times that Sam had been vexed and exasperated. But who wouldn't be in his place?
Frowning as he looked at Sam, Tesla could see that due to the mind meld with Master Caius, Sam's health was deteriorating rapidly. Tesla sighed and began to shake Sam to wake him up but Sam didn't stir or even moan in protest to the action and Tesla grew concerned. He went out of the room and returned with IV extensions, a needle along with the administration set and the solution bags. In a few seconds he had Sam set up with the IV fluids.
Tesla found Master Caius in his study. When Tesla had first arrived at this mansion he had been awed by its beautiful decor. The paintings that he once used to stare at now didn't pique his interest or curiosity anymore and he no longer tried to discern the hidden art that Master Caius always used to describe to him.
The Elder Vampire was standing with his back to Tesla and was staring out the window into the night sky, his hands clasped behind his back.
"Tesla what is it?" He asked without turning his head .
In the beginning Tesla used to wonder how the Elder Vampire could sense him even though he walked without a sound and he often used to contemplate if Master Caius had eyes on the back of his head. Now he knew about Caius' ability to sense all of his sires. He entered the room and slid into one of the luxurious sofas, absentmindedly grazing his fingers against its soft fabric.
"It's regarding our guest."
Tesla eyed Caius, watching for his master's response.
"It seems that Sam is unwell." Tesla reported. Master Caius strolled towards the centre table and poured himself a glass of blood from the jug.
When he didn't reply, Tesla began to elaborate.
"He has been asleep for two days, I tried waking him up but that was to no avail. I have started administering fluids through an IV."
The Elder Vampire simply nodded. Tesla continued
"I think you should refrain melding with him for a while, he's become very weak."
The Elder Vampire frowned and Tesla noticed a tinge of concern in his eyes and then it was gone.
Finally he sat down on the couch and traced the rim of the glass with his finger.
"Tesla, should I turn Samuel?" He asked and Tesla paused to register his question.
The Elder vampire had often asked for his opinion but he didn't know how to reply to this one.
One thing that Tesla did know was that the Elder vampire always kept his word.
"Didn't you make the deal with him to release him once his brother is freed from Purgatory?"
"I did, but I never made a deal to keep him human and not turn him." The Elder Vampire frowned
"But that is not the problem, Tesla. It's his blood."
Master Caius took a sip out of the glass and immediately discarded it on the nearby table with a look of revulsion.
Tesla had never seen master Caius disgusted with fresh human blood and he began to wonder what Sam's blood tasted like. Had Master Caius had become addicted to it?
"It seems that since I have tasted young Samuel's blood nothing else appeases me. As much as I want to turn him-to have him as my loyal servant-I also crave his delectable blood."
The Elder Vampire seemed to be talking more to himself than Tesla.
"What about your mind meld with Sam?" Tesla asked and at once Master Caius's face lit up with impish glee.
"Ah yes, how did you know about that Tesla? You also mentioned it before."
"Sam told me.." The Elder vampire nodded.
"I think that is the reason for his prolonged sleep." Tesla said and Master Caius frowned.
"Samuel is different, he is very strong. His mind is not vapid like the others. He can actually resist me and that just makes him so much more delicious. But it seems the more he resists the weaker he gets."
Caius' frown deepened and he looked over at TeslaCaius' frown deepened and he turned to look at his sire. "I have never enjoyed this much before, when I meld with him it feels as if I'm human again, as if I have a beating heart."
"Another reason not to turn him.." Tesla pointed out.
The Elder Vampire sighed "It has been so long since I've given any matter such deliberate thought. I have forgotten how weary thinking is.. I suppose Sam is e"
Tesla chuckled in agreement.
"Tesla, keep administering Samuel fluids, I want him healthy as soon as possible. Call Selene in case she is needed."
Tesla nodded. The Elder Vampire returned to staring out the window and Tesla took that as his cue to leave however, he paused a moment.
"What will you do once his brother returns? Surely the elder Winchester will not sit idly by."
Without turning the Elder Vampire chuckled humorlessly.
"I got Samuel through his brother once, I'll get him again."
Shaking his head, Caius turned away from Tesla.
"You are right Tesla, Samuel has become weak. He has become a shadow of his former self. I want him healthy again as soon as possible."
Tesla nodded and as he left the room he caught a glimpse of Maya disappearing down the hall. He began speed walking in order to catch up with her.
"Maya, were you eavesdropping?" Tesla asked as he started walking by her side. She seemed to have grown paler as if she was not getting enough blood and her clear blue eyes were bloodshot.
She gasped at his sudden appearance but kept on walking hurriedly, purposely ignoring her fellow vampire. She was trembling slightly.
"Maya, what's wrong " Tesla asked, worry in his tone. He had always liked Maya. She always seemed to be more human than vampire, her consciousness still intact despite the dehumanizing process of becoming a vampire. That was the very reason Master Caius used her to punish Sam; to remind her of her nature.
Maya stopped walking and covered her face with her hands trying and failing to stifle a sob. Shocked by the sudden outburst Tesla didn't know how to comfort her, he had never been good at dealing with emotions. He just waited for her to explain on her own accord.
Finally she removed her hands and after regaining her composure she looked at Tesla through her blood shot blue eyes.
"Ever since I tasted him, I can't-" She began sobbing again. Tesla knew who 'he' was. It had to be Sam. Was she worried about feeding on him? She hadn't killed Sam, so why then, was she crying?
"I can't feed on other blood anymore." She finished. Tesla frowned at her.
"What do you mean, you can't feed? You're telling me you haven't fed for almost more than two months?" Tesla asked, shocked by this revelation.
She nodded. "I tried but I always end up heaving it out."
She suddenly grabbed his collar and Tesla staggered back under the desperate motion, wide eyed.
"Tesla, I need to feed on him. Please, I can't take it anymore." She whispered leaning close to him, pleading.
"Either let me feed or cut my head off"
Tesla removed her wrists from his collar and looked back at her calmly .
"I cannot let you near Sam, I am under strict orders but you should talk to master Caius."
She began sobbing again, shaking her head.
"He would never let me. Have you seen how he looks at Samuel as if he, as if has never seen anything so captivating. He won't let me near him."
Tesla remained firm, unmoved by her frantic pleas. Perhaps, he wondered idly, he was not capable of emotion. He did not feel sympathy for her.
"Like I said, Maya, you should consult Master Caius." Tesla responded cooly, oblivious to her sobs. He left her crying in the hallway never sparing her a backward glance.
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Sam groaned as he tried to open his eyes and immediately closed them, the artificial lights in his room were just too bright. His head felt heavy and as he attempted to lift it up, he felt a sudden painful stab and immediately thrust his head back into the pillow. His neck felt numb and sore.
Slowly he managed to sit up against the headboard and blinked a few times to clear his vision.
He looked at the needle in his arm and angrily pulled it out as he began to remember bits and pieces of last night or what ever night it was or day. He felt disgusted with himself; disgusted at the thought of how helpless he had been. But there was hope because Dean was alive and that was the only thing that mattered. Dean was alive and he was coming back.
Slowly he sat up at the edge of the bed. He felt tired and withdrawn. Groaning, he felt as though the mere action of lifting his head was using up all his strength.
He shut his eyes tightly at the persistent ache in his head.
"Ah, you're finally awake."
Sam looked up to see Tesla leaning by the door, Sam hadn't even noticed that the door had been opened.
"You better eat something."
Tesla said motioning to the tray on the table.
"It's soup."
Sam shook his head "I'm not hungry" He rasped.
His voice sounded so weak even to his own ears. His throat felt dry and he began coughing.
"Here." Tesla said as he poured a glass of water which Sam greedily gulped down.
"How long was I out?"
Sam asked as he rubbed his neck, wondering why it was so sore and painful. Then he felt the bruises and he suddenly remembered Caius' hands around his throat and being thrusted against the wall. He shuddered involuntarily at the images of his last encounter with the Elder vampire playing in his head.
"You've been asleep for almost three days." Tesla answered blankly.
"What?" Sam responded, shocked. He felt as if he had just laid down to sleep. On top of that he was still feeling tired and exhausted. It didn't feel like he had been asleep for three days.
He sighed and with the help of the headboard he managed to stand up.
"What are you doing?" Tesla asked quickly as he approached Sam. "You shouldn't be up, you can barely stand."
Sam glared at him "If you are so concerned about me why don't you help me get out of this place?" Sam said as he motioned around the room, a windowless prison disguised with opulence.
Tesla sighed
"I want to help you get better Sam, Master Caius has made your well being my responsibility and I will not fail him. If I must, I will force you to rest in order to ensure that you get better."
Sam chuckled "Trust me pal, as long as I'm here I'm not gonna get better."
Sam began to move towards the bathroom, he desperately wanted a shower. He felt dirty and violated after Caius had assaulted him. The images of Caius kissing him wouldn't leave his mind and Sam shuddered. He desperately wanted to use the bathroom.
But suddenly his world threatened to topple over and his knees buckled. Before he could hit the floor Tesla had a hand around his waist and had grabbed a hold of his arm. The vampire gently guided him to the bed. Sam shrugged off Tesla and slumped against the headboard exhausted.
"Here, eat. You need your strength" Tesla said, pushing the bowl of soup into his hands.
But Sam shook his head because the sight of food nauseated him and bile rose to the back of his throat.
Tesla sighed "Well then I'm going to have to put you on the IV fluids again."
Sam shook his head "I want to use the bathroom."
Tesla nodded and helped him up placing Sam's arm around his shoulders and wrapping an arm around his waist. They slowly made their way to the bathroom.
"You're quite tall, you know " Tesla remarked.
Sam smiled as he remembered countless times when Dean had struggled to lift his tall body at times when Sam had been concussed. He remembered that his brother had muttered under his breath all the while, saying things about ginormous little brothers and too many wheaties when he was little.
They reached the bathroom and Tesla closed the door behind him. Sam didn't have the strength to take a shower instead he splashed water on his face in an attempt to feel cleaner.
He looked in the mirror shocked to see his reflection. He could barely recognise himself, he was too pale with cheeks sunken in and huge bags under his eyes as if he was suffering from insomnia. He clutched the sink as he felt another dizzy spell. Sam made it to the door and Tesla immediately took his arm again and they started heading back to the bed.
Sam slumped into the bed exhausted from the short trip and he was already slipping into darkness again. He hissed as he felt the prick of the needle in his arm and relaxed as he felt fluids entering his veins, drugs pulling him under.
He drifted into the unconsciousness again, wishing for the hundredth time for Dean to come and get him out of this hell hole.
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Clayton, Louisiana.
Dean finally found the old windmill he had been looking for. Slowly he began to walk from the windmill taking measured steps. When he reached the spot, he took the shovel and began to dig.
In no time he had uncovered a corpse, its putrefying smell filled his nostrils but it didn't bother Dean. This wasn't the first time he had dug up a grave and the obnoxious smell was more than familiar to him.
He climbed out and rolled up his left sleeve. It had been bothering him for the last four days now and he wanted to get rid of the bright glowing bulge on his arm. He took out his knife and traced a shallow cut across the red glowing protrusion.
The strange liquid began to drip from his arm into the grave and he began to chant in Latin. Once the liquid was drained, he waited patiently. When he heard movement behind him, he turned around to see Benny standing there.
"What took you so long?" Benny asked impatiently and Dean ignored him.
"So everything where it's supposed to be?" Dean asked, eyeing the vampire who answered Dean by revealing his pointed fangs for a moment before retracting them.
Dean nodded getting the answer that Benny was alright. However, Benny had a strange look on his face as if he was in a trance.
Dean frowned at him "Benny what's wrong? Are you okay?"
Benny nodded but he seemed confused and on edge "I don't know. I think-" He paused and he smiled at Dean.
"I think I'm free." He said, smile growing as he looked at Dean.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Dean asked confused.
"I'm no longer sired to my maker. I think that when you carried my soul to the other side that bond which connected me to my maker broke."
"So, thats a good thing?" Dean asked. Benny nodded.
"Now that I'm free, I'm realising how trapped I was. The only thing I could think of was how to keep him happy. This is amazing."
Dean nodded only half listening, now that he was back he wanted to find Sam. They had a long overdue chick flick moment. Dean smiled fondly as he recalled his little brother's image, he couldn't wait to see Sam again.
In Purgatory he was always worried about staying alive and he didn't think of Sam much. Now that he was back he hoped that Sam hadn't got himself into a mess. The kid was a magnet for danger, trouble always followed him.
"So what's next?" Benny asked rubbing his hands together, still smiling.
"I have to find my brother." Dean answered and the smile slid off Benny's face like butter on a hotplate. He frowned and looked down at his grimy boots.
"Benny, we have to part, I have to find my brother." Dean said thinking that Benny didn't want to part. They had been through a lot together and they had become more than friends. They had become brothers.
"I think that's gonna be a problem." Benny said bleakly, still looking at the ground.
"What?" Dean asked confused, raising his eyebrows.
How was finding Sam going to be a problem for Benny? Maybe the spell had messed up his brain or something.
Benny was still not meeting Dean's gaze, he was muttering something .
"If I was still sired to him, I would have told him about you coming back. Since I can't feel him anymore, he won't know that you're out." Benny said in one breath.
Dean was confused and the beginning of panic showing on Benny's face disturbed him. Even in purgatory nothing had bothered the vampire like this. Placing both of his hands on Benny's shoulders, Dean tried to bring his friend back to him. He tightened his grip, feeling the thick worn out sailors coat beneath his grip.
"Whoa, Benny calm down. I think the spell messed you up." Dean said, frowning at him with worry.
Benny shook his head miserably but thankfully stopped muttering. Dean withdrew his hands and picked up the shovel and tucked the knife in the waistband of his jeans. Benny's miserable sigh made Dean look at him with raised eyebrows. What was his problem? At first he was happy about being free and now he seemed dismayed.
Benny took off his hat and ran a hand through his hair.
"Come on Benny, let's go." Dean said motioning him away from the clearing down the path to the road. But Benny didn't come.
"Dean listen to me." He said. Dean sighed and dropped the shovel and went back to stand at his side.
"What?" He snapped at him annoyed by his confusing behaviour.
"Dean, Sam made a deal to get you out." Benny said blankly, now looking at Dean straight in the eye.
At once Dean's world began to spin as he registered this information. He clenched his jaw and gulped. He didn't like hearing his brother's name thrown casually out of the mouth of a vampire, even if he trusted the vampire, even if this vampire had saved his life.
"What?" He asked shocked.
"Sam made a deal with my maker. The Elder Vampire agreed to get you out of Purgatory. That's why I helped you."
Before Dean knew it he was clutching the collars of Benny's navy blue sailor's coat and snarling in his face. Benny staggered back a bit but he made no attempt to shrug Dean off.
"Start from the beginning." Dean hissed in his face.
"And I swear to God if you lie to me I will make you suffer."
Benny looked sadly through his blue eyes and took a deep breath. Dean didn't let go of him rather he tightened his hold on the vampire.
"Now!" Dean shouted.
"Look all I know is that your brother struck some deal with my maker to get you out. Before I knew it I was being called and the Elder Vampire told me to get a human out of Purgatory. I caught your scent from your brother and now here I am."
Dean couldn't believe that Sam could do something so stupid. He had told Sam that if something happened then they wouldn't look for each other. His heart threatened to leap out of his chest as images of vampires ripping into Sam flashed in his mind. His throat felt dry and his jaw began to hurt from clenching it so tightly.
"What kind of deal?" Dean asked, dreading the answer.
"I don't know, I told you what I knew. I have no idea what your brother gave in exchange." Benny said innocently, standing frozen under Dean's hold.
"Why didn't you tell this to me before?" Dean asked his voice rising with every word.
"WHY?! I TRUSTED YOU BENNY?!" Dean shouted, shaking the vampire roughly.
"Sam asked me not to."
Benny answered calmly unfazed by Dean's outburst.
"I told you now because my connection to the Elder vampire has been severed. Now he has no way of knowing that you've returned. I know that your brother isn't dead though, whatever your brother agreed to do he only had to do it until you got out, then he was free."
"How long?" Dean's voice choked out "How long has Sammy been with him?"
"Almost two and a half months." Benny answered quietly.
Dean let Benny go as his hands began to shake. He didn't know what state Sam was in, where he was, what kind of deal he'd made. He dragged his hands over his face trying to calm down.
But how could he be calm? Sam had a knack of getting in trouble or maybe it was the other way around and trouble had a knack of getting to Sam. It didn't matter though because Sam had been with some freaky vampire for two months having who knows what done to him.
"Dean, I know where he is." Benny said quietly drawing Dean from his tormented thoughts about Sammy being drained of blood.
"Why should I trust you? You've been playing me all this time. You should have told me." Dean said angrily as he glared at Benny with hatred.
"Dean, you don't understand. I had no will of my own, now that I'm free I realise how much I hate my maker. I'll help you get Sam out."
"You're talking about the Alpha Vamp, rIght?" Dean asked already imagining beheading the son of a bitch.
Benny shook his head
"Nah, not that fool. This vampire I'm talking about is much stronger, faster. He's like..."
Benny paused, he seemed to be at a loss of words.
"He's like nothing you've seen before. The other vamps that you've killed are small fry compared to him." Benny finished as he readjusted his collar.
"I'm gonna kill that bastard, I don't care if he's a friggin' uber vamp." Dean said as gritted his teeth. Looking at Benny Dean spoke
"You know where Sammy is?"
"Aye " Benny nodded."But it's not gonna be easy."
"Give me the directions and leave. The next time I see you I'll kill you." Dean said as he picked up the shovel and began to head to the road.
Benny followed him "Dean you need me. You won't be able to get him out on your own. Trust me brother, you need my help."
Dean sighed. Benny had saved his life more than once and Dean had started to trust him completely but now everything in Purgatory seemed to be a lie.
He didn't want to trust Benny, but Benny might help him get Sam out.
"Alright, I'm trusting you Benny " Dean said for the second time.
Benny didn't let him down the first time and he was hoping he wouldn't let him down the second time either.
Benny smiled wearily
"I know brother and You won't regret trusting me."
Dean nodded .
Hold on Sammy, I'm coming .
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Sam woke up at the loud crashing noise and blinked to see Tesla standing in the room with his mouth open in an 'o' of confusion. He had dropped the tray he was holding and the contents of the tray were now spattered on the floor by the table.
His eyes were wide in shock and he seemed frozen in his position.
"Tesla, what's wrong?" Sam asked.
Tesla didn't answer, instead he collapsed to the floor like a bag of potatoes. Standing directly behind Tesla had been Maya. She was holding a syringe in her hand which she placed on the table.
Sam gasped as he got a good look at her, she no longer looked like the pretty innocent girl with blue eyes. Her skin was loosely hanging on her and there were dried tear tracks on her face. Black veins were spidering underneath her skin on her neck and face, a mark of starvation in a vampire. She looked as if she had been starving for years.
She no longer looked young and innocent. Her eyes were bloodshot and glazed and there was a look in them that terrified Sam; a crazy, wild look .
Maya licked her lips as she began to cross the room to make her way towards Sam.
"What did you do to Tesla?" Sam asked as he scrambled out of the bed. He hissed as the needle in his arm tore his skin and he hastily pulled it out.
He locked his knees under him and clutched the headboard for support.
"Oh he's just knocked out for a while. I needed you alone Sam." She said in a dried, cracking voice.
"You want my blood, right? " Sam asked "You can have it, as much as you want. But first get me out of here, then you can have my blood."
She stopped in her tracks, eyeing Sam. She threw her head back and laughed ominously.
"I don't need your consent Sam. Your blood did this to me and now, you'll pay." Maya said.
A flicker of pain crossed her face and she clutched her midsection as she began to cough. Blood spattered on the floor from her mouth and she groaned. Maya cleaned her mouth with the back of her hand.
"Caius, he'll kill you if you drink my blood." Sam said as he took a step back, hoping that Maya would turn back and leave.
But it seemed as if any trace of sanity had left her. She had the look of a mad man in her and Sam knew he couldn't reason with her. Looking desperately around, he tried to find something to defend himself with something.
Sam picked up the heavy lamp from the side table. The adrenaline from the fight response gave him the strength to get into a fighting stance.
"I know, he'll kill me, but I'm already dying. I might as well taste you before I die."
She said as she quickened her pace towards him. Maya licked her dried, bleeding lips again.
"Taste that delicious blood one last time and take you with me as I go down. Take life from Caius as he did to me by giving me your blood."
Sam looked at her shocked .She wanted to die, she had nothing to lose. Sam knew for a fact that once a person had nothing to loose and had accepted death then there was no reasoning of talking his way out of this.
Now Sam wished he had his machete. More than anything though he wished for his big brother to come as he looked death in the eye.
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