Sorry about the delay guys. It seems like an eternity since i last uploaded. I hope you guys enjoy the chapter. Special thanks to the awesome O'MalleytheAlleycat. Seriously , she is amazing not just for betaing the fic but for her awesome , cute beta notes. :) She's the reason my writing improved .
This chapter contains violent themes not suitable for children . Dean curses , what else is new.
Sam tried to remain calm and unfazed as he stared into those gleaming eyes that he loathed so much. He was not scared of the Elder Vampire now, not like he had been before. He wasn't scared because Dean was standing right there in front of him. Dean was alive, bruised and scarred but alive. He looked too thin, but Sam was sure that problem could be solved by greasy onions and an endless supply of pie.
He had felt new strength and determination rise in his aching body when he had hugged Dean. All his hard work, his sleepless nights and his misery had finally paid off. He had never felt this much happiness before-maybe he had; when Dean had returned from hell-but this was different because this time HE had bought Dean back and he was determined not to lose him again because of a stupid vampire.
Sam wasn't sure what Dean had done to the Elder Vampire but its speed was gone. Sam remembered how strange it had been to see the vampire running towards them.
"Anything?" The vampire asked in a longing manner.
Sam nodded at the Elder Vampire. He was sure that the vampire wouldn't hurt him if it had saved him from Maya; however the prospect of the vampire entering his mind scared the crap out of him.
"Sammy don't even think about it." Dean said sternly but the naked concern in his voice wasn't masked by his gruff tone.
Sam hoped that Dean's nose wasn't broken badly, thankfully it was not bleeding anymore.
"It's okay Dean." Sam said reassuringly.
He tried not to show his pain on his face because his chest was aching badly along with his broken wrist. He knew he had broken ribs but at least his head wasn't throbbing anymore. That relentless pounding that had been there every time he had woken up the past few days had been replaced by a dull ache. He knew that his weakness and prolonged sleep was connected to the Elder Vampire's mind meld.
"It's not." Dean snapped at him.
He tried to shrug off the Elder Vampire's hand from his shoulder but Sam knew that the vampire's grip was like a vice.
"Alright Samuel, I'll let your brother live." The Elder vampire said and Sam frowned at him, hearing the unspoken but.
"And you'll let him go? You want me not him." Sam said fiercely even though the thought of being alone in this room again terrified him.
"Sam—" Dean began but the Vampire cut him off.
"No, Samuel, I will not. I do not let little pests scurry about their merry way and besides I am sure your foolish brother will try to force his way in again. "
"You're the foolish one seeing how you couldn't hear us storm through your friggin' mansion. Didn't you say that you can hear everything?" Dean said as he finally jerked away from the vampire or, the more likely thing to have happened being that the vampire had released him.
Dean quickly came to stand beside Sam. The vampire smiled.
"Not at that time. That time the only thing I could hear was the sweet flow of Samuel's blood in his veins." Caius said as he smacked his lips .
Dean growled. "Why don't you taste me? I'm sure I'll meet your standards."
Sam clutched his bicep.
"Dean —"
"Shut up, Sam." Dean cut off his brother's whine as he continued to have a staring contest with the vampire.
The Vampire flashed his white row of teeth and cocked his head.
"Hmmm, you two are brothers after all, but I can smell your blood and it smells nothing like Samuel's; no tint of power in it."
Sam knew what the Vampire was talking about. He was reminded of the fact everyday that he was tainted and like always he remembered the night, the memory that Azazel had showed him. How the demon had poured blood on his baby lips while he laid in the crib and Marry burned above him. He wished that he could forget that memory. He shuddered and Dean squeezed his shoulder reassuringly, probably sensing his distress.
"Why don't you try? I'm sure I taste great." Dean said.
What the hell was wrong with him? Sam thought, Dean was practically begging the Vampire to bite him. The Vampire sighed impatiently.
"The only course of action I find tempting is killing you, Dean Winchester."
"Right back at ya-" Dean said through clenched teeth. "Cuz that would be the only way you could touch my brother and I'm pretty sure I'll haunt your ass even after you kill me."
The Vampire's lip curled upward in an animalistic growl.
"My patience is wearing thin. Maybe I should kill you."
"No!" Sam said alarmed.
He knew that the vampire was too friggin' strong and Dean didn't stand a chance against it. Dean already looked pale and his face was bruised. He was supporting a split, swollen lip and a broken nose and by the way that Dean was holding his middle, Sam was sure that the vampire had done some damage there too. He didn't want to add a ruptured spleen to the mix.
"Come here Samuel." The Elder Vampire said softly as he extended his long hand towards them.
Sam gulped. He did say that he'd do anything, but now he was thinking otherwise.
"Like hell he will—" Dean said as he puffed out his chest and came to stand in front of Sam instead of staying beside him. Dean glared at the vampire, a promise of pain being projected through sharp, green eyes.
A small smile crept on Sam's face as he automatically tried to hide his huge body behind Dean. It was an instinct, a habit. His shoulders would automatically sag and a smile would creep on his face. The best thing was that Dean would never see him smiling. Sam's heart melted at this familiar gesture. He had missed Dean so much.
Happiness enveloped him. Sam was sure it was his smile that made the vampire angry because suddenly the vampire ran up to them. Dean again pushed Sam behind him with one hand. Sam staggered back and watched as Dean gracefully dropped to the floor and pushed Caius's legs from under him.
Surprisingly enough Caius lost his balance and fell down giving a surprised gasp. Dean immediately grabbed Sam's hand and bolted through the open door pulling Sam with him. However Sam couldn't follow him out when he felt his shirt being yanked from behind. Sam yelped as he was pulled back. Before he could try to fight, he felt the Elder Vampire's chest behind him. His arms were crossed in front of him and held forcefully from his wrists against his chest by the Vampire's cold vice like grip.
Sam bit his lip to keep himself from crying out because the vampire was squeezing his plastered wrist. Dean was standing a few feet away, trembling with rage and anger.
"Let him go!" He shouted.
Sam cried out when the vampire squeezed his wrist damaging the plaster.
"Sam!" Dean shouted but he kept his distance.
"I'm okay Dean." Sam said in a firm voice. "I'm okay."
"Didn't you say that you'll do anything for your brother's life Samuel?" Caius whispered in his ear.
Sam flinched and slowly nodded. He hated that the Elder Vampire was almost as tall as him. He hated how that voice could send shivers down his spine.
"Only if you let him go." Sam said, relieved that the vampire was now holding his arm instead of his wrist.
"You're not in a position to make demands." Caius said. Suddenly he released Sam, only to push him back behind him forcefully, just like Dean had done earlier. Sam felt his ribs press against his lungs and he broke into a fit of violent coughs. He heard Dean yell out his name. When he finally regained his bearing he frowned to see Dean once again fighting with the vampire. This time however he was losing.
Sam rubbed his chest and looked around for something, anything with which he could hit the vampire with. He saw the heavy lamp, its shade stained with Maya's blood. He ran towards it and lifted it again when he heard Dean yelled.
Sam spun around and saw that the vampire had pushed Dean's hand inside the rectangular handle of the cupboard. Before Dean could pull his hand out , the vampire pushed at the edges with his fingers so that the steel handle deformed like play dough. The thin metallic edges closed in and formed a perfect circular ring around Dean's right wrist so that it looked like a metallic cuff but it seemed tighter like a bracelet. Dean yelled in frustration and Sam hoped it wasn't tight enough to affect blood flow.
"Not the friggin' handle again. I just got it out of my back. Fuck!" Dean shouted as he tried to pull his hand but he was trapped.
The Elder Vampire stood back as if he was admiring his handiwork. Sam was still holding the lamp. Caius turned around to look at him.
"Samuel, put it down before you hurt yourself. I didn't hurt Dean. I would have cuffed him but I don't have my speed anymore and this mansion is very huge so I improvised."
"Dammit, I can't feel my friggin' hand." Dean said exasperated.
He had stopped struggling and was flexing his fingers. He looked at Sam and Sam gave him a smile telling him I'm okay Dean, we'll figure this out.
Dean gave a tiny nod and gave a low growl when the Elder Vampire strode towards Sam. Sam tensed up but the Elder Vampire walked past him and sat down at the edge of the unmade bed before patting at the spot besides him. Sam recounted his past encounter when the vamp had done the exact same thing. Sam didn't need a recap. Nope. Sam shook his head and the Elder Vampire frowned in disapproval.
"You said that you would do anything for your brother."
Sam sighed and instead of going towards the bed, Sam sat down on the huge couch on the side of the cupboards a few feet away from the door. The Vampire followed a few minutes later smiling in a sinister way. He sat down besides him. All this while Dean kept shouting and cursing. Sam tensed as the Elder Vampire sidled close to him. Sam kept his gaze on the floor.
"Leave him alone, you sonuvabitch! I swear to god I'm gonna make you beg for mercy! I'm not gonna just slice your head off, I'm gonna make you suffer. You touch one hair on his head and you'll have hell to pay!"
Sam felt reassured at hearing Dean's relentless curses and threats. That's what Dean did whenever he was worried or Sam was in trouble. Sam again felt a small smile play on his lips which disappeared when the Elder Vampire stood up and made his way towards Dean.
"You've already signed your death contract but—-" The rest of the sentence was muffled when the vampire placed his palm on Dean's mouth.
"You will remain quiet if you do not want me to rip out your tongue."
Dean punched the vampire's face awkwardly with his left hand but the vampire didn't even flinch.
"No you won't hurt him." Sam said firmly.
The Elder Vampire removed his palm and Dean continued to throw a long line of curses at him. The Vampire backhanded him and Dean's face snapped to the side.
"Dean—" Sam said as he stood up again. Dean took a moment to focus on him. He blinked several times before glaring at Sam, he wasn't going to back down from protecting his brother.
"Dean, just — don't talk." Sam said quietly.
He pleaded with Dean, eyes imploring. Dean huffed out a miserable sigh after nodding. Sam knew that Dean would start again but he was relieved when Dean pressed his lips together and glared fiercely at Caius.
"Now, where were we, Samuel." The Elder vampire said as he once again sat down on the couch. Sam sighed and followed him.
Dean was now looking with fear and helplessness. Sam tried his best to put up a brave face and he smiled at Dean reassuringly.
"I'll not hurt Dean again." Caius said as he held out his hand.
Sam took a deep breath and placed his hand in the vampire's outstretched one . He trembled when he felt the familiar tingling sensation of a sudden bone deep chill and goosebumps that had nothing to do with the cold. Sam felt his eyes widen involuntarily. Caius was rubbing his thumb in a circular motion on Sam's pulse point on his wrist and Sam felt his nerves ignite under his touch. His senses became heightened and Sam panted heavily. Somehow this time something felt different. It felt — stronger, The connection. Just a simple touch was driving him on edge.
"Samuel, I want you give yourself up to me. If you fight back, it'll hurt you because this time I won't hold back." the Elder Vampire said gently.
He continued to rub the inside of his wrist. Sam looked anywhere but at Dean. He didn't want Dean to see how scared he was. Even Lucifer couldn't do this to him. Sam knew that he'd fight, there was no way in hell he was gonna let the Elder Vampire just waltz right in through his mind.
"You'll let me have my way with you just like you would let Jess on Sunday mornings."
Sam froze. Those memories were private. He already couldn't think about Jess without remembering Lucifer and now he had another psycho to tarnish her memories. He shuddered as terror clawed at his throat.
"No ." Sam said. His voice sounded pathetic even to his own ears. He heard pounding and raised his head to see Dean trying to free himself. He was pushing against the cupboard with his foot and pulling with his whole body weight. Sam could see the red agitated skin around his wrist, marks that would bruise.
"Dean stop it!" Sam yelled.
At this rate Dean would only end up breaking his wrist. It was already bleeding and Sam knew that Dean wouldn't stop trying to break free even if his wrist snapped. Dean stopped pulling and looked at Sam with fear.
"Seriously Sam, like I said. This —" Dean pulled again and winced, "is one of the most stupidest things you've ever done." He lowered his foot and pulled so that the cupboard opened and Dean stomped in frustration.
Suddenly Sam gasped as Caius raised his wrist to his mouth. Sam waited for the raid on his mind to begin but the vampire just licked and didn't bite. Sam wanted to throw up in disgust as he felt the wet tongue lapping on his wrist.
"Samuel, If you try to fight back you'll end up bleeding just like the other humans. So far I have been gentle with you because the human mind is a fragile thing but your mind isn't like the others."
Sam remained quiet as he continued to stare at the floor .
"Hey creep, quit touching him!" Dean shouted and thankfully Caius did not get up to strike him again.
"I'm telling you, if you mess with his mind you're the one who's gonna end up getting fried!"
"Samuel —-" Caius whispered. Sam turned his gaze towards the vampire.
"Don't resist me. As long as you don't resist you won't get hurt." He said as his gleaming eyes burned holes into Sam's mind. Sam gulped as he saw the white gleaming fangs protruded from the Elder Vampire's gums.
"I won't take much. Blood bond makes our connection stronger." Caius explained. as his fangs pierced Sam's skin. It didn't hurt as much as Maya's bites did, it just tickled a little and Sam prepared himself for the mental onslaught.
"Sammy!" Dean shouted.
Sam looked at him and gave him a tight smile. Dean's whole hand had turned a shade of blue, his brother's frantic struggle cutting off the circulation to his wrist. Sam was just about to tell him to stop trying to break his wrist when Sam felt Caius clawing at his mind again.
Sam clenched his teeth as he automatically began to put up barriers. He felt the Elder Vampire's disapproval and anger. He drew back from his mind and from his wrist but didn't break the connection. Sam was left panting with the effort. He groaned as his head began to split in pain.
"Samuel. I will kill Dean if you continue this. I don't want to hurt you. " Caius said exasperated.
"Sammy, whats going on?" Dean asked worriedly. "What the hell are you doing to him, you bastard!"
"I am getting sick of your pathetic whining. Maybe I should knock you out." Caius said as he resumed his small circles on Sam's wrist, smearing the blood which was now oozing from the wounds.
"No-" Sam said "I'll only stop fighting if you let him go."
Suddenly Sam sensed the Vampires anger and rage rolling off from him.
"I gave you a choice Samuel. A choice to save your brother from this."
Sam looked at the vampire in confusion .
"From what?" He asked.
The Elder Vampire smiled and he suddenly clutched Sam by the shoulders. Sam tried to break free but Caius effortlessly turned him around twisting his body and making him lie down on the couch with forcing his head on the arm rest. Before Sam could try to scramble out, Caius had lifted Sam's legs on the couch and was sitting on the edge leaning over him. His hand on Sam's chest to prevent him from getting up. Sam looked at the vampire in fear.
"From this " Caius said as he leaned in and bit forcefully on Sam's neck.
The side which was not covered by a gauze. Sam screamed and once again he felt the vampire clawing in, but this time it was similar to the time when the vampire had showed him Dean in Purgatory. The vampire didn't invade further.
Some where Sam could hear Dean's screaming voice but Sam couldn't make out the words. All his attention was turned to the images that were beginning to play in his mind. He could no longer hear Dean.
He saw the image of a room flash in front of his eyes. He could recognise that room anywhere. Dread crawled up his throat and he began to struggle. He knew what would happen next. He didn't want to see it. No, he didn't want to relive that night again, he couldn't. He didn't want to see that again. He'd rather be tortured by Lucifer. The images of the memory were disfigured for a second but then they appeared again with more force and Sam's head began to split with pain. He stopped resisting in his haze of pain and now he was inside the memory.
Dean was pinned to the table and Sam was pinned to the wall. Sam screamed, pleaded and begged but he couldn't hear the words leave his mouth. Dean's face was twisted with horror and dread. It was the night when the hellhounds had mauled Dean to death. The night when Dean had died for the first time.
Dean was pulled away from the table by an invisible force and Sam knew that it was a hellhound but suddenly Caius appeared in place of the hellhound. Caius was dragging Dean while Dean clutched to the table. Caius pulled Dean away and pinned him on the floor sitting on top of him and straddling his thighs.
Caius raised his clawed hand and in a blinding fast move he bought his hand down clawing Dean's chest. Dean screamed and blood started staining his shirt. Sam was crying and screaming but it felt as if his own voice was gone. All he could do was watch and sob.
Caius clawed at Dean's chest again and again, tearing him up like a piece of meat. Sam watched as Dean screamed and arched his back. His shirt was now in shreds and his torn bloody flesh was visible. Sam couldn't take it anymore.
"Enough!" Sam screamed and at once he was back.
Back on the couch. He was sobbing and tears were flowing freely down his face. Caius was leaning over him cupping his face. He wiped the tears on Sam's face with his thumb.
"Sammy, talk to me! Sam!" Dean screamed. His voice seemed raw and hoarse as if he had been screaming for hours.
"Samuel, will you give yourself up?" Caius asked. "You know now what will happen."
Sam nodded, he couldn't loose Dean again; he had just got Dean back. Sam sniffed.
"Sam please. Sammy look at me!" Dean shouted but Sam didn't look at him. He had already given up. He could feel Caius easily entering his mind sifting through his memories.
"Good boy." Caius said fondly. He leaned in and caught Sam's lips in a passionate kiss. Sam couldn't pull back. He felt as if Caius had taken control of his body. His lips parted on their own accord giving the Elder Vampire entry.
Dean's voice was lost in the background once again and Sam felt the vampire's lust envelope him. Sam's arms were still by his sides. He couldn't move them.
"It's okay Samuel. You're mine now." Caius said in his mind. "We're one."
Memories began to flash in front of his eyes once again but this time Sam and Caius were seeing it together. Their minds were completely merged. Sam could feel happiness, lust and contentment.
He was four and he had dropped his ice cream. Dean gave his ice cream to Sam instead.
He was seven and was crying when dad came home limping and covered in blood. Dean laid him in bed before stitching dad up.
He was fifteen and had killed his first werewolf. Dean took him at a bar to celebrate.
He was walking on an empty road with his bag on his shoulder leaving for Stanford.
Jess was burning on the ceiling, Dean pulled him out of the fire.
He was kneeling on the ground in Cold Oak and Dean was holding him.
He was trying to drink himself to death when every demon had refused to make a deal with him after Dean's death.
Ruby was lying sprawled on a bed while he cut her arm and sucked her blood.
He was killing Lilith and suddenly there was a blast of blinding white light.
Tim and Reggie were forcing demon blood down his throat. He spit it back into their faces.
He said yes to Lucifer.
He was in the field and was looking at Dean's bloody, bruised face. He took out the horsemen rings from his pocket and opened the cage. He nodded at Dean and fell dragging Michel down with him.
He was enveloped in flames, flames that were cold, too cold, cold like burning ice. The flames slithered on his skin like coiled snakes . The smell of burnt flesh enveloped him.
Sam immediately felt the Elder Vampire's apprehension as the vampire tried to skip over that memory, but Sam wasn't going to let him. Sam knew what he had to do. He began to fight again. Caius should have know that Sam was no ordinary human, he was a psychic and a stubborn one. He was the master of resisting painful headaches. Before Caius could pull back, Sam began to rebuild his barriers trapping Caius in his memory, trapping Caius in the cage-Lucifer's cage.
He felt the vampire's fury and anger replace the happiness and lust.
He was hanging with hooks while Lucifer peeled off his skin and carve at his chest revealing his ribs. He couldn't scream anymore. His voice was gone , used up from all the screaming.
Sam felt the vampire trying to break free.
"Samuel let me go! End the memory!" The vampire screamed in his mind.
Sam chuckled. "Its ends when you can't take it anymore."
Lucifer's fingers were under the skin of his arms, groping at his muscles underneath.
The vampire screamed and pleaded in his mind. Sam screamed with him.
He was pinned to the wall. Wooden stakes were impaled in his hands and his ankles. Lucifer was showing him his intestines.
The Elder vampire was begging him to stop, he was begging for it to end. He couldn't take it anymore. Sam could feel Caius's mind breaking, getting weaker but he wouldn't stop. He would only stop when every ounce of sanity was driven from the vampire's mind.
He was bound on a table and Lucifer was breaking every bone in his body slowly, so slow that it was agonising. Lucifer was breaking his fingers one by one. After each snap Lucifer would whisper words of comfort in his ear because he was wearing Dean.
The vampire was screaming in his mind. He had stopped begging and Sam could feel the other psychic's resolve breaking. He would only stop when the vampire's resolve would be completely shattered.
He could feel Lucifer carving up his arms but there was no pain this time. The pain in his arms was forgotten while he focused on the spiders crawling in his brains.
He could feel Lucifer's hand entering his chest breaking his ribs like mere twigs. Lucifer was wearing Dean again. Sam looked down at the arm elbow deep inside his chest with mild fasciation. The pain was now a part of him. The pain was like a fifth limb. He did not scream when Lucifer scratched his lungs and groped his heart. He did not scream.
The Elder Vampire's mind was now shattered, broken. Sam released the Elder Vampire and entered the darkness that was waiting to proclaim him.
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Dean cursed at the handle around his wrist as he pulled with all his might but the friggin' handle did not budge. He looked at Sam and saw how scared he was. The Elder vampire was sucking blood from his wrist and Sam was frozen in place.
Sam had his eyes closed and Dean knew that the vamp was trying to screw with his mind again. Dean bit his lip ignoring the pain surging through his wrist. His hand was completely numb and his wrist was badly bruised. Instead of pulling, he opened the cupboard and began to work on the nails that had bolted the handle in place but the only thing that he accomplished during that was to tear and bloody the fingers of his left hand.
Dean was pulled out of his ordeal when he heard Sam gasp. He turned around and his eyes went wide with horror when he saw Sam lying on the couch with the vampire on top of him. Suddenly the vampire plunged into Sam's neck burying its fangs and Sam screamed.
"Sammy!" Dean shouted. He hated this, he hated being helpless and made to watch as his little brother suffered. Sam's arms were limp on his sides and his eyes were impossibly wide.
"Get off him you freak! You son of bitch!" Dean screamed. He screamed till his throat went raw.
His heart twisted with horror and dread when he saw tears flow down Sam's face, trailing down his cheeks.
"Enough!" Sam shouted and he let out a strangled sob.
Sam was whimpering, and, finally the vampire pulled back. The Elder Vampire's lips were scarlet with Sam's blood. Dean felt bile rise to his throat at the sight.
"Sammy, Sam? Talk to me buddy." Dean asked desperately, trying to meet his brother's eye but Sam kept staring at the vampire who was looking intently into his face.
"Samuel, will you give yourself up?" Caius asked . "You know now what will happen."
Dean had no idea what had freaked Sam out so much because he knew his brother had a high threshold for pain. A bite could never make him cry.
"Sammy, don't listen to him." Dean ordered but Sam still did not meet his gaze.
Instead Sam nodded at the Elder Vampire. The vampire smiled and cupped Sam's face and suddenly he was kissing Sam. Kissing him, Dean felt his face blanch, fear running through him that his brother was going to be raped by this vampire. Dean couldn't take it anymore. He fished for his phone in his pocket and called Benny.
"Come on, come on, Pick up." But Benny did not pick up, instead he was met with the voice mail.
Dean gritted his teeth. "Benny get your ass back to count's mansion A.S.A.P. I need your help man. Please, hurry up." Dean sighed and clicked off the phone.
"Please, leave him alone. Take me instead." Dean begged but it seemed as if neither the vampire nor Sam could hear him. Sam wasn't even struggling while the vampire continuously kissed him and nibbled at his lips.
"That's it." Dean clenched his jaw. Placing one foot against the cupboard so that the door wouldn't open, he began to pull with his body weight. He ignored the sharp streaks of pain radiating from his swollen bruised wrist. He had to get to Sammy. This wasn't how it was supposed to happen. Sammy shouldn't be the one protecting him and making deals for him. It should be the other way around.
Dean bit his lip to prevent himself from crying out. A low growl made him spin around. The vampire was finally pulling away from Sam. Dean's gut twisted at the sight of his broken brother. Sam was too pale and too still. Suddenly both his arms shot up and Sam pulled the vampire back, holding him in place.
Dean frowned. What the hell was going on? The Elder Vampire was frozen in Sam's hold. He pulled away again breaking the lip lock.
"No please. No more." The Elder Vampire sobbed, his usual smug, alluring expression had been replaced by infinite terror.
He was actually shivering. Sam's face on the other hand was stoic and firm. Sam gripped the vampire's shoulders holding him in place. Dean had no idea what was going on. With that freaky super strength the vampire should have easily broken out of Sam's hold.
"Stop!" The vampire screamed in agony, and finally Sam released him.
The vampire scrambled to the floor on all fours and blinked. He sat on his knees and ran a hand over his face. Then on both of his arms, eyes wide and glazed as if he wasn't all there. He looked at his shaking hands.
"I told you not to mess with his geeky brain." Dean said as pride swelled in his chest.
Sam had fought against Lucifer and won. What was a lowly vampire compared to the devil himself? He glanced at Sam in worry. Sam was unconscious. The bite wound on his neck was still bleeding and soaking the couch underneath.
The Elder Vampire on the other hand, had completely lost it. He kept running his hands all over his body and his hair. He lifted up his shirt and ran a hand over his stomach.
"Hey!" Dean shouted at the cowering vampire. The vampire raised his face and blinked at Dean. Suddenly he screamed and began to shuffle backwards.
"No, please! No more! Please Lucifer!" The vampire shouted while eyeing Dean with fear.
Dean frowned, Lucifer? Of course. The idiotic vamp had been mind raping his brother. Of course he would have gone through the memories from the cage. Wait? Was the vampire calling him Lucifer? No, no he couldn't imagine that Lucifer tortured Sam wearing his skin.
"I won't torture you if you free my wrist." Dean said sternly.
The vampire blinked at him foolishly and shook his head. His usual slick, arranged hair was now disheveled.
"Please, stop." The vampire then began to sob into his hands.
Dean rolled his eyes. Sam still wasn't awake. If the vampire had experienced those memories then Sam must have seen them too. Dean's worry increased up several notches as he remembered the seizures that Sam used to get just from a glimpse of his time in cage.
Suddenly the door flew open and Benny barged in. He was covered in blood again with a machete in his hand. He froze in his tracks when he saw the vampire sobbing on the floor.
"What the bloody hell." He said while shaking his head in disbelief.
"Benny." Dean called, snapping Benny out of his stupor. Walking over, Benny began to examine the handle. He opened the cupboard and began to work on the screws holding the handle in place, using a small knife to get them out. In a minute Dean was free and rubbing his sore, bloody wrist. He took off the ring of metal still attached to his hand and threw it across the room. Benny raised an eyebrow at him.
"Wanna tell me how that happened, chief." Benny asked as he pointed to his former sire.
Dean ignored him. Cupboard handle down. Freaky vamp to go. Dean held out his hand to Benny. Benny immediately placed his machete in Dean's hand, getting the message.
Dean stood in front of the kneeling vampire and positioned the machete at the vamp's throat.
"This is for my brother, you son of a bitch. You start thinking Sammy's fair game, you've got another thing coming. " Dean spat out as his lip turned upward and he swung the machete.
There was a sickening swishing sound and the vampire's head landed on the carpet followed by its lifeless body.
"If it can bleed, it can die." Dean said as he handed the machete back to Benny and ran towards his unconscious little brother.
Dean checked Sam's pulse. It was weak and erratic.
"We have to go chief." Benny said. " This place is gonna go haywire now that the boss is dead."
Dean nodded. He began to lift Sam up but Benny stepped forwards.
"I'll carry him, Dean. I'm stronger. You clear the path."
Dean hesitated. He didn't like to see Sammy being carried in arms other than his own when Sam was so vulnerable.
"Dean—" Benny said warningly, "They're getting closer."
"Alright. Just —- Just, he's my little brother Benny." Dean said helplessly.
Benny nodded with a smile on his face.
"You can trust me chief." He placed one arm under Sam's knees and other under Sam's neck, carrying him bridal style.
"Kid's actually lighter than I expected." Benny said as he began to follow Dean out of the door.
"Yeah, that's cause the bastards been drinking him." Dean said through clenched teeth.
The hallway was empty. He motioned Benny to come out. They began to quickly move through the hallways with Benny pointing the way. Suddenly, they turned a corner and immediately ran into four vampires.
Dean easily decapitated three of them with Benny's machete while shielding Benny from them. These vampires were nothing as compared to the monsters he had faced in Purgatory. However the fourth one pinned him to the wall and the fifth one bit into his neck. Dean hissed in pain. The fourth vampire was pulled off from him by Benny and the fifth one parted from his neck with a pop. The vampire collapsed to the ground on his knees while holding his own throat and choking on blood.
Dean smiled at the vampire. " Why do you think I was begging your boss to drink me?"
The vampire's reply was a gurgling noise as blood flowed down his chin. Benny had decapitated the fourth vampire and was picking Sam up who had been propped against the wall.
"What did you do?" Benny asked while looking at the suffering vampire.
Dean shrugged. "Injected myself with the same stuff as the darts."
Benny grinned at him as he readjusted Sam in his arms. They made it out of the mansion with two more encounters with the vamps. Dean got bitten one more time but that didn't slow him down. Finally they made it to the hidden door .
"Damn it." Dean said as he stopped at the door.
There were dark heavy clouds in the sky and it was pouring outside. Dean took of his jacket and covered up Sam as much as he could.
"Thank the lord for small miracles. I wouldn't have been able to come if the sky was clear."
Benny said as he stepped into the pouring rain and began to head towards the gate. As they walked down the path Dean caught sight of something behind the bushes on the left side of the path. He hadn't seen it last time because he had come at night. He immediately ran towards it.
"Baby." Dean said gratefully as he traced the hood of the sleek black classic car. He crossed his fingers and tried to open the door. It opened. He peeked inside and saw the keys in the ignition.
"Open the back." Benny grunted. He was panting under Sam's weight. Dean opened it and Benny laid Sam on the back seat. Dean arranged his tall, lanky brother so he could get as comfortable as possible.
"You're home Sammy." Dean said as he brushed Sam's wet bangs from his face. He got in the front.
The passenger seat was filled with books and notes. The floor was littered with coffee cups. He owed Sam a serious beat down for mistreating Baby. He cleared the passenger seat and Benny climbed in.
"So, where we heading?" Benny asked.
"A cabin I know of." Dean replied as he turned the key and his baby roared to life. The low growl of the engine was like music to his ears. He finally had his brother back. Now all he had to do was nurse his little brother back to health.