*Ok, so my sleeping is a problem again, not to mention my idiot self-decided to start 2 new stories. (Both of which I'm not publishing yet.) But now my main focus is this story, so it will be updated a lot more starting today.*
*Thanks to everyone who has been reviewing and putting me on alerts! Love you guys! AKF!*
Sam was looking around the truck for anything that could possibly help him make an escape. The master plan is to escape during the actual hunt itself, but Rob would possibly be watching his every move and the last thing he wanted to be was drugged while being bait. This was so messed up.
The trip wasn't too far to the old bridge. The entire way Sam looked out the window expecting the familiar black impala to pull up next to them and his family to save him, but once they got to the bridge that scenario was looking pretty bleak.
The weather matched Sam's personality, it was raining slightly and of course there had to be the clichéd fog. Sam rolled his eyes looking out the window.
"Finally here!" Rob said with enthusiasm.
Sam continued to look out the window. Since they left the house and he found out that Rob had sent Dean those pictures of him, he gave Rob the silent treatment, which Rob didn't mind at all. It also gave Sam plenty of time to try and coordinate his big escape. All he needed was a paper clip and or tiny sharp object. Both of which he cannot find in the front seat of the dam truck.
Rob came over to the passenger seat of the truck and took Sam out of his thoughts. Sam turned his head as Rob opened the door.
"Aw come on don't be like that Sammy." Rob said in a fake hurt tone.
Sam sighed and continued to ignore Rob. He wasn't sure what the action would do, but at the moment it was his only defense.
Rob didn't mind that the kid stopped talking. He remembers Sam was always a huge talker and it annoyed him to a point. But now he was getting the silent treatment and it was fine. But now, they had to get to work. While Sam wasn't watching Rob started undoing the ropes, making sure to not underestimate Sam. He was small, but he was trained by the best.
The ropes were untied from the seat, but he still had Sam like a dog with the rope around his neck.
"Might wanna pay attention or else you'll get strangled."
Sam turned his head and glared at Rob. Not wanting to get strangled he slowly followed the path of the rope as Rob pulled it out of the truck. He was pulling him to the edge of the bridge.
"This isn't going to work. The legend of the woman in white is she goes after unfaithful men. You're just wasting everyone's time being out here."
Rob rolled his eyes.
"Are we done with the silent treatment? I was rather enjoying it. Does it work on Dean?"
"I'm not about to discuss my family with the likes of you."
That did it. Rob pulled hard at the rope making Sam gag and put his cuffed hands to his throat trying to protect it.
"Look you little shit. Keep this up and I'll just throw you in the river. Actually that's not such a bad idea. Let's make a bet, if she comes for you you're safe, and if she doesn't I'll throw you in the river tied up. Sound good?"
Sam wasn't sure at this point if Rob was serious or not. Now he was hoping he was wrong and the woman in white will come for him. The idea of being thrown in the cold river tied up scared him though. That was NOT how he wanted his family to find him.
"I'll cooperate. Just don't do that." That was all Sam could muster to say given the current situation. He was tired, frustrated, pissed off, and above all did not want his family to find his dead body.
Rob smiled. He found the kid's weak spot. He wasn't really going to kill him, he just wanted him to cooperate a little.
"Good. Now hurry up."
Rob took a firm tug at the rope and Sam followed without complaint. Now hoping the woman in white would actually take the bait.
~*SPN*~
Rob tied Sam to one of the railings of the bridge. Sam feeling utterly helpless at this point gave his puppy dog eyes to Rob, kind of by accident. It was usually his go to weapon when wanting to get his way about something, like being discharged from the hospital early, or convincing his family to let him get a cast off sooner than ordered. He never wanted to give that look to an enemy, even by accident. Rob finished with the knot and noticed.
"Hu. I bet you get all the girls with that kicked puppy look."
Sam immediately popped his head and changed his expression, the whole time Rob had a smirk on his face.
"Use that look for the ghost when she comes. Now listen, I'll be right over there behind the truck with the salt gun, so when she comes for you I'll be ready."
"That won't kill her you know. You have to salt and burn her body. The salt will only stall her."
Rob nodded his head as if he was listening.
"Yeah that's true enough, but I don't want to kill her, I want to trap her."
"Trap her? Why would you want to? And for what reason?"
Sam wanted all the information on why the hell he would want to try and trap a ghost. That wasn't normally what you would do. What the hell was Rob up to?
"You know what? You're talking way too much. I'll answer you later."
With that he took out a bandana and gagged Sam by wrapping it around his head and tying it in the back.
Rob stood back and admired his handy work.
"Ah. Better. Now that everyone is in position, let's begin."
Rob clapped his hands together and walked away to the truck. Sam was looking all around the bridge wondering if this was even going to work. It might be ok if there was a ghost on the bridge and happened to show up at the right time, but he didn't think the woman in white would be drawn to him. He's never had a serious enough relationship, and the pseudo girlfriends he has had he never cheated on them. Though Dean always did say that he had a knack for attracting trouble, and this was the time he actually wanted the ghost to come for him so he didn't end up at the bottom of the river.
30 minutes passed. It wasn't a long time but it sure as hell seemed like it. Being tied to the bridge wasn't exactly Sam's idea of a 'fun time.' Though he always said his life was never actually 'fun' or 'normal', but right now he was begging for his family to save him. He would take his military like father and his over protective brother any day compared this.
As Sam was waiting his mind started working out weird scenarios to pass the time. 'What if instead of beingDean's little brother I was Rob's little brother? I would have had to deal with this crap since birth, and there would be no one to protect since my brother is the one putting me in danger. Oh joy.'
Sam knew once his family found him he never wanted to leave their side again. He knew the novelty would wear off, but for a few weeks he knew he always wanted to be by Dean's side. He never realized how much he missed him until now. Until he was standing tied to a stupid bridge, in the now cold weather, being bait for a ghost, and in the hands of an unstable hunter.
Sam was sure Rob was starting to get antsy, he wasn't exactly the most patient person in the world. But suddenly he felt the already cold temperature drop. He knew the signs of when a ghost was coming, and this was it.
His instincts were on high alert as he starting looking around frantically. Finally to his amazement, he saw her. The woman in white. She was standing in a beautiful white flowing dress with long brown hair and a deathly pale expression on her ghostly face. She would be pretty if she didn't look so creepy.
Sam looked towards the truck that Rob was behind, but he didn't see him. He wanted to scream out and make sure he was even still there, but he couldn't through the gag. All he could do was stare at the woman and hope Rob was in place to do whatever the hell it was he was going to do.
Rob had the crystal resting in his hand. Honestly he wasn't sure if it would work, but it was all going according to plan. The kid has a ton of potential, and if John and Dean would have let him live up to that potential than the kid would be more than useful and utterly priceless. He knew the woman in white wouldn't attack Sam, but she is being drawn to him like a beacon. Everything was going according to plan. It was time to make his move.
Sam watched as the woman in white just stood there staring at him. He was glad she wasn't attacking him, but why was she just looking at him like that? Suddenly he saw Rob move slowly away from truck and towards the ghost with what looked like a crystal ball in his hands. What the heck was he doing?
Rob came just close enough to the woman without being tossed in the air, when he started saying something in Latin. As he continued the ball started to glow and it gave off an energy, almost like static.
The woman in white started screaming as if she was being murdered, and with a flash she dissipated as if she was never standing there.
The temperature became normal again. Sam saw the whole thing and still couldn't believe it. Somehow Rob captured the ghost in the crystal orb with just a Latin chant. He caught some of the words, but not everything.
Rob got what he came for. He turned and put the orb in a hex box, and put it under his driver's seat. Next stop was to collect Sam.
While Rob was preoccupied with the orb Sam tried to struggle out of his bonds. It was tightly tied, but he started to feel it start to give. If he can get out of the ropes, then he could manage with the cuffs later. He saw a more than pleased Rob head towards him and figured it was now or never. He gave a hard tug at the rope, but instead of getting his desired effect, he lost his footing, and tripping over a slightly raised floor board started falling over the bridge and towards the water.
Instead of plummeting to the cold river the ropes around his hands, arms and torso caught him in a more than painful grasp. He let out a pained yell as his body was jerked slightly when the rope still attached the bridge stopped.
'Oh god is Rob just going to let me fall?! Dad, Dean, I'm sorry.'
Rob couldn't believe it actually worked. If this worked than that meant that the rest of the spells also worked.
After putting the orb in the secured hex box and in the truck, he started walking towards Sam, more than happy with the outcome.
He saw Sam struggle hard against the ropes holding him in place, but knew he wouldn't get out of them before he got to him. Then Sam pulled hard and as he did he started falling over the side of the bridge!
Rob didn't want Sam to die, he still needed him!
Rob ran to the side of the bridge and looked down. He saw Sam still tied up and in pain, but he was alive. Rob looked down at Sam and had another idea. With a devilish grin he ran to the truck and grabbed his phone.
Rob dialed Dean's number, and once he heard a faint 'This is Dean,' coming diretly from the mouth of the guy he hated, he put the rest of his plan in motion.
"Sam!"
Sam opened his big expressive eyes and glanced up at Rob. Crap! This idiot has to save me.
"Rob!"
"Sam I need to pull you up so just be patient ok?"
Sam nodded. The rain was starting to come down and he just wanted to be under a roof and sleep. Right now he didn't care who saved him from the bridge.
"Sam! Before I pull you up you have to do something for me. Say…Say 'Rob, you're the best big brother ever,' and I'll save you!"
Sam looked long and hard at him.
"Are you freaking serious?! There's no way in hell I'm saying that to you!"
"You will if you want me to pull you up!"
"I'd rather die asshole!"
Sam's limbs and torso were killing him, but if it was one thing he wasn't going to say, it was that. He would rather take his chances with the river thank you very much.
Rob knew Sam was stubborn, but dam. Ok if he was going to piss off Dean, he would have to up the ante. He started untying the rope.
"Rob don't!" Sam yelled.
"Say it Sam! Just say it and your brother won't become an only child!"
Crap. 'please forgive me Dean.'
"Rob, you're the best big brother ever!"
Rob smiled. Right now he could hear Dean's voice booming over the other end of the line with anger. Without another thought he started to carefully pull Sam up by the rope, and once he got close enough Rob grabbed Sam and pulled him to the safety of the bridge.
Sam's whole body hurt. He closed his eyes as he landed on the bridge. His ribs weren't broken, but they were certainly bruised to hell. He felt the rain on his face, and just wanted to fall asleep, but a certain familiar voice caught his attention.
Dean.
Sam saw Rob's cell phone lying on the ground. He must have dropped it when he pulled Sam over the edge.
Sam saw Rob collecting the rope when he shot out a powerful kick, sending Rob flying backwards. Sam rolled over and grabbed the fallen cell phone.
"DEAN!"
"Sammy? Sammy oh my god are you ok? Where are you?!"
"I don't know where I am, but we just caught a woman in white! God Dean it's so good to hear your voice."
Sam could cry. Being able to hear Dean's voice felt amazing and safe, and he wanted his brother with him more than anything.
"It's good to hear yours to Sammy. I'll research woman in white sightings and I will find you!"
"Thanks Dean."
Rob gained his composure. Dam Sam could kick hard! He looked around and saw Sam talking on his cell phone while trying to stand. He quickly got up and sped walked over to him. He grabbed him by his hair and yanked him to his feet. Sam yelled in pain and dropped the phone. Rob bent down and picked it up.
"SAM! SAM!" Dean was shouting from the other end at hearing Sam's distress. Once Rob had a firm grip on Sam, he had to finish the call.
"Dean! It's good to hear from you. I hope you enjoyed Sam asking his awesome new big brother for help!"
"I swear to god if one hair on his head is hurt you are dead! You are so dead!"
"Have to find us first hot shot. Until next time!"
Rob snapped his phone closed and slipped it I his pocket.
"You'll pay for that kick to my freaking gut later Sam!"
Rob dragged Sam back to the truck by his hair. The clouds have opened and rain was pelting them to the point where it was hard to see. He opened the door, and slammed Sam painfully into the truck. He tied Sam messily to the chair, closed the door, and quickly made his own way to the driver's side.
Finally out of the rain Rob looked at a more than exhausted Sam. No way was he escaping while en route home. The kid was so tired and in pain he could barely hurt a kitten! He started the truck, and took off down the road back to the house. He had to dress whatever Sam had for wounds to make sure the kid didn't have any serious injuries he couldn't see. He got what he came for. He got the ghost, and he got to mess with Dean some more. With a smile, he drove back to the current house.
~*SPN*~
Dean reluctantly closed his phone. Hearing his brother's voice was like a lifeline, and it only drove him further. He heard the whole conversation from beginning to end, including Rob only saving Sam's life if Sam called him 'the best big brother ever.' Dean knew for a fact Sam wouldn't have done it, unless his life was in serious danger.
He was ready to hot wire a car and drive until he found Sam. His father went to town for supplies, but Dean knew he could take care of this bastard on his own.
Pulling himself together he knew what he had to do. He had to see where the woman in white was attacking, and head there. With a new determination, Dean turned the computer on, and would not stop until he found what he was looking for.
*I hope the chapter was ok! And again so sorry it took me a long time to do this.*
*Ok so, I have a couple of more monsters to go for Sam to be bait for, are there any cool monsters you readers wanna see by chance?*