Here is the last chapter. I hoped you like the story. Let me know. Sheila.
Dean thought frantically, trying to come up with a lie that Sebastian would buy. He was smart enough to know that Dean would never leave Sam there alone.
"What's going on Caleb?" Sebastian walked over to Ian who was hanging limply between the two panels. He'd been beat so much that he could barely stand up anymore. Justin wasn't in any better shape. Caleb opened his mouth to answer, but Dean spoke up first.
"I grabbed him."
"I wasn't trying to escape. Not yet. I grabbed Caleb to force him to help me free my brother, but it didn't work." He remained on his knees, Caleb's gun still pointed at his head. He hoped to God that he could trust him, if not, they would all die.
"Really?" Sebastian wasn't sure he believed that or not.
"Yeah," said Caleb. "He grabbed me. He tried to force me to free Sam, but he's so weak and tired, it didn't take much to overcome him." Sebastian nodded. Apparently he bought it which was a relief to both Caleb and Dean. He left Ian alone and walked over to the young man on his knees.
"Get up," he ordered. The Sam clone walked over. Dean swallowed hard and did as he was told. This was not going as planned. Sebastian looked at Caleb. "We're going to have to teach him a lesson."
Caleb grinned. "I know," he replied and looked at Dean who hoped he was just playing along.
"Go sit down Dean." Slowly Dean nodded. When he didn't move fast enough, Caleb shoved him. "Do as you're told!" Dean looked at Caleb and sat down in the chair.
Outside in the hallway, Sam slowly came too. He'd never hurt so much in his life. He blinked his eyes and thought about shaking his head to clear his mind, but thought better of it. His head felt like it was on fire. He looked around trying to figure out where he was. Where was Dean?
He heard voices inside the study and suddenly knew where Dean was. He was in trouble. He was in that room with a demon and three possessed brothers and Sam knew that he had to do something or his big brother would die.
With much effort and all the strength he could muster, he struggled to his feet. He held onto the wall until the dizziness and nausea became bearable and then slowly peeked into the room.
His big brother was sitting in a chair. He wasn't tied, but he was surrounded by Sebastian, the Sam clone and Caleb. He saw Ian pulled tight between two panels and Justin tied to a chair. He scowled. "What the hell was going on?" He didn't have time to figure it out. Dean was in a world of trouble.
Slowly he made his way to the door. The others didn't see him at first, but Dean did and his heart lurched in his chest. "Don't come in here Sammy," he thought, trying his best not to panic.
When Sam thought he could stand without holding on to something, he faced the ones before him. "HEY!" he yelled. Sebastian turned. He saw Sam standing there and then looked at Caleb and Dean.
"You lying sons of bitches," he growled and stared at the young man before him. "What are you doing Sammy?' Sam didn't answer. He was barely staying up on his feet, but he had to do something.
"Why don't you come in here and join the fun?" The Sam clone leveled his gun at both Dean and Caleb, who was standing beside him. Slowly Sam entered the room on weak and unsteady legs.
"How did you get out of that tank?" Sam didn't answer. "It doesn't matter," said Sebastian. You won't escape my control. "GET HIM!" The Sam clone took a step, Caleb shoved him in the back and Dean jumped to his feet. He hit him hard in the face and clone crumbled to the ground.
Sebastian growled and launched himself at Dean, but Sam concentrated and threw him back against a wall, using only his mind. He looked at Justin and the ropes fell from his hands. Justin jumped up and ran over to Ian who was barely conscious.
Sebastian glared at Sam and shot fire at him. Sam screamed and went down as the fire met its mark.
"SAM!" yelled Dean. He took off and caught Sam before he fell. "Sammy," he said and eased him to the floor. He was also barely conscious and sweating profusely.
Sebastian stalked over toward the two brothers. They would pay and pay dearly. Caleb grabbed the demon and spun him around to face him. The demon screamed in rage and went after Caleb, but Justin saw what he thought looked like a container of holy water. It was in some type of brass container. He hoped that's what it was.
He grabbed it and threw it in Sebastian's face. He screamed in pain and hit the ground. Caleb grabbed a knife and cut off the demon's head, killing him instantly. He ran over to Ian.
"Ian." He patted his brother's cheeks and Ian groaned and opened his eyes. "Caleb….we…have..to stop….this. It's…not right." Caleb grinned. "I know Ian. Sebastian's dead and the Sam clone is unconscious. It's ok."
"He's fine." To prove it, Justin walked over to his brothers. He untied Ian's hands and Caleb lowered him to the floor. "Easy little brother," he said.
Caleb swallowed and looked over to Sam and Dean. "I don't know. Dean's ok."
"Sam," asked Ian? Caleb shook his head.
Dean looked down at his little brother. Sam looked awful. He felt for a pulse and was relieved when he found one. Caleb left Justin with Ian and walked over.
"Dean looked up into Caleb's worried face. "He's breathing." Caleb grinned. "That's good. We're so sorry." Dean shook his head.
"It wasn't your fault and you came through in the end. Thanks."
"For showing me that I can trust you. You saved my life." Caleb nodded. "Sam saved us all. If he had no done what he done we were all goners."
"Yeah I know." He looked at his brother. "Sammy?" Dean felt his head. The touch reached Sam's brain and he opened his eyes. At first he got scared when he saw Caleb. He tried to move away and take Dean with him, but Dean stopped him.
"It's ok Sammy. They're ok now." Sam stopped struggling and finally grinned. Dean grinned back.
"I am now." Those were the first words that he had spoken and Dean was ecstatic.
"You scared me to death."
"Don't worry about it." Justin came back. "I called an ambulance. Sam and Ian both need a hospital." Dean nodded. "Thanks," he said.
Six hours later they were all in a room. Sam and Ian were roommates and the others were all there. Ian was treated for shock. His cuts and bruises cleaned. Sam was dehydrated and getting IV fluids. They wasn't sure how he was going to be psychologically but was pretty positive that he would not have any major problems from the torture. That was just something they were going to have to work out.
The doctor had already made rounds and told the brothers that he would release both Sam and Ian the following day.
The police went to the house, but no one was there. Sebastian's body was gone and so was the Sam clone. They all hoped that they would not have to face them again. They knew Sebastian was dead but didn't know what had happened to the other Sam. As long as he stayed away from them, he would be fine.
Sam regained consciousness. "Dean?"
"I'm here little brother. How are you?"
"I'm better I think." Dean nodded. Sam did look better.
"Hey Sam." Sam turned to look at Ian, getting nervous at first but then relaxing. If Dean said they were ok now then he could believe it.
"Hey you ok?" Ian looked like a totally different person.
"I am not." Caleb and Justin looked at each other and grinned.
"Your vision was right," said Dean.
"No buts. You said the brothers were in trouble and you were right. You did good Sammy." He looked at the others. "All of you did."
"We're sorry," said Caleb.
'It's ok. You were possessed and Ian, at first was between a rock and hard place. He did what he had to do to save his brothers. I would have done the same thing. I'm just glad it turned out the way it did and that everyone is ok."
"Us too," said Justin. They all settled in for the night.
Around 10 am the next day, both Sam and Ian were discharged. Everyone shook hands and went their separate ways, promising to stay in touch. Dean helped Sam into the Impala then ran around to the other side. He couldn't wait to get out of there.
Across the street, another Sam stood and glared at the two brothers as their car disappeared from sight.
"Be seeing you soon Sam," he said and grinned evilly. He turned and walked the other way.