Sam was waking up. He knew he was on a bed, his wrists were handcuffed behind his back,, and he was gagged. He looked around the room and didn't see any sign of Rob. He looked around seeking out something he could use as a weapon. So far nothing. One of the worst things about getting kidnapped by a hunter is the fact that they know exactly what to use and what not to use as make shift weapons, so they are never in a useful reach. He was glad he was able to tell his family who he was currently with and hopefully they could find him that way
Sam's eyes settled on a boarded up window. If he could hobble over to it, pick the nail out (which is painful by the way.) He could pick the handcuff lock, and make a quick escape out the window. At this point he didn't care which floor he was being kept at. . He would jump and not try to break anything.
Rob sat downstairs with a coffee in one hand and Sam's phone in the other. There were just so many different ways he could torment Dean and have his payback. But first, there was a hunt that needed to be researched, and his new partner was upstairs, probably waking up by now.
Sam sat up in the bed, a dizzy spell made him stop in his progress and just sit there. He wouldn't be of any use to himself if he fell and alerted Rob that he was awake, but it was too late as he heard the lock to his door being undone and Rob walks in. Sam is glaring daggers at him as Rob walks where Sam is seated on the bed and kneels down in front of him.
"Hey Sam. Hope you were comfortable. Listen kid there's this hunt I need you to get on A.S.A.P., but first you need to get washed up and uh, situated."
Rob pulls a big box out from under the bed and opens it. Inside it is a long rope, a couple more pairs of handcuffs, what looks like drugs in pill form, and a bottle of chloroform. Sam tries to move backwards away from the box and his captor but Rob grabs his leg harshly to keep Sam in place and Sam winces. That is going to be a nasty bruise.
Rob pulls out the long length of rope. He ties it to the metal railing in the bed which is firmly bolted to the floor. He takes the other end and starts to tie it around Sam's neck. Once he sees the rope coming towards his neck he starts to freak out.
"Dam it Sam hold still! I'm not going to strangle you!"
Sam halts in his movements and feels as Rob ties the rope around his neck. It's not tight enough to strangle him, but it's resting really close on his neck. He follows the length of rope to the bed and realizes he was just tied up like a dog.
"Now. This rope will give you enough give to reach the bathroom. I must say though I liked Troy's style of chaining you to the floor, but as you remember I much prefer to use rope."
Rob pulled out a handcuff key and reached for the back of Sam's wrists. Once one of his wrists is free Sam pushes Rob hard and tries to undo the knot of rope around his neck. Rob grabs the length of rope from the ground and pulls it hard, making Sam jolt off the bed and hard onto the floor. He takes the gag out of his mouth so he could take proper breaths. Rob pulling that dam rope really hurt his dam neck and could have done some serious damage. Next thing he knows Rob is over him kicking him in the ribs. He gives up the fight, closes his eyes, and lets the tears flow.
~*SPN*~
John and Dean find the building where Troy and his partner were holding Sam. They figured he wasn't being kept there anymore, but they had to look for clues. They knew Rob Porter had him now, but didn't know where exactly.
The two men drew their guns and stealthily made their way into the abandoned house. It was more than concerning that the front door was swinging open in the wind of the storm that was still happening, yet starting to calm down a bit. The house was pitch black as they made their way through the different rooms. When Sam had called he had mentioned it was his fault 'they' were dead. John was assuming the 'they' Sam was referring to was Troy and his partner, but you could never be too sure.
Finally they came to the upstairs hallway. The atmosphere changed and you could just tell by the energy that something horrible has happened. John opened the first door, the first thing he saw was pure darkness, and the first thing he smelt was blood, and a lot of it. He switched on the light already knowing what to expect, and sure enough there was a body in the bed, with a gunshot to the head. At this point he couldn't tell who it was.
"Dad what is it?"
John blocked Dean's view from the room. His son didn't need to see this. John closed the bedroom door.
"We have to check the rest of the house, find the room Sammy was kept in."
Dean nodded. He knew his dad was trying to protect him. He would have done the same thing for Sam.
Dean went down the hall to a room that looked like it had several locks on the outside, but the door was open. While his dad was checking out another room, Dean snuck into this one. Right away he could feel that Sam was here. He looked at the old books on the wall, and then looked to the small table and noticed several books laying on top of it. Dean figured Sam must have had a field day with some of those books.
He started walking towards the table when he stepped on something metallic. He looked down and saw a steady metal ring attached to the floor, and attached to that was a long chain, and at the very end was a manacle.
'That bastard chained him up in here.' Dean thought.
It didn't help that a million other scenarios started running through his head concerning what Troy and or his partner could have done to Sam. The anger started to get the best of him. He got up and punched the nearest wall, which was above Sam's bed.
Once he got that little burst of anger out of his system he looked down at what was Sam's bed. The covers looked like it had been a cocoon at one point, and he knew for a fact that Sam had rolled himself up. He saw a piece of paper on the pillow and decided to pick it up. It had '67' right on the front, and knew right away it was from Sam. He opened it up and started reading it.
"Dad!"
John came bursting through the room looking for any threats, but finding none he made his way over to Dean and the note his son was reading.
"What is it?"
"Sam left a message."
'Dean I don't have a lot of time. Rob is here. He said you and dad put out a message to all hunters to help look for me, but I don't know if that's true. If I can't get to you after I am taken I am with Rob Porter. I will try and contact you soon.'
Love Sammy'
"Sam knew he couldn't trust Rob. Why didn't he fight him?" Dean asked.
"There's blood in the hallway. I think Sam did try to fight him. I think he stabbed him with a pen. I found a bloody one in the hall."
"Dam it dad Rob is dangerous. We have to find him."
The two hunters were done investigating Sam's room and decided to try and find any leads to where Rob could be. Before they left Dean hastily grabbed Sam's coat that was left behind, and the two men left the house. They hurried up and got to car.
"Dad what about Troy and his partner."
"They didn't make it son."
That was all John said. Dean knew what had happened. Rob came in, executed them in their sleep, and took off with Sam. He had only worked with this Rob once, but he had used the entire family and intentionally put Sam's life in danger when he was sick and hurt. He knew his dad didn't kill Rob, it was horribly taboo for one hunter to kill another. But after the beating he gave him and he was sure his father beat the crap out of him some more, he was positive Rob wouldn't dare mess with his family again. Apparently he was wrong. He has never killed a human being, but he thinks this time will be the exception. And he won't hesitate to do it.
~*SPN*~
Sam's throat was so sore he could barely speak and he was sure he had an ugly bruise forming, not to mention some bruised ribs.
Now his wrists were handcuffed in the front and he had this horribly tight rope tied around his neck. Once Rob was finished with him he placed Sam back on the bed.
"You ever try anything like that again and I'll send you back to your family in pieces you got that?"
Sam nodded his head but even that action hurt. He had his eyes closed and tears were coming down his cheeks.
Rob knew he had hurt Sam more than he should have. There was a lot of work to be done and Sam couldn't do it properly when he was in an immense amount of pain.
He pulled out 2 pills from the box under the bed and a water bottle.
"Sam! I want you to take these now. Come on sit up."
Sam not wanting to get beat again slowly sat up and looked at Rob with wet eyes.
"Take these and don't argue or else I'll shove them down your throat."
Sam took the pills and put them in his mouth. He then took the water bottle and took a long drink.
"Good. Now those might make you tired, but once you wake up you might feel better. Until then…"
Rob left the room for a minute and came back in with piles of paper work and newspaper clippings and tossed them down on the desk.
"There's something murdering people and I'm a little at a loss. I need you to research and fast. You can start now, sleep, then I want you right to work. I'll bring you food from time to time."
With that Rob left the room and Sam could hear several locks being put in place. He felt his neck and he knew he had rope burn. Not to mention his ribs felt like they were on fire. The pills he was given were starting to dull the pain and indeed making him sleepy.
Sam knew what was going to happen. He was going to end up doing all the research, and then he was going to become bait for whatever monster it was, just like the last time. As he was falling fast asleep he prayed for his family to find him before this idiot got him killed. Sam was going to have to be smart with this, now if only that wasn't the exact reason why he was in this mess to begin with. Dean always said his big brain was going to get him into trouble some day.
*Poor Sammy! I'm always beating him up. Next chpt. Is Sam's first hunt as bait.*
*Thank you everyone for the love. *