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SHATTERED WORLD	By : Mystic75 Category: Supernatural > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 872 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Supernatural or any of the characters from the show. I am not making money from this work. WARING! CONTAINS GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF RAPE AND VIOLENCE!

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After Sam got {Y/N} to finally fall asleep, he went to the secure room. they had to weld the door back on and repaint a new circle with the new Enochian sigils on the floor. Dean sat in a metal chair in the center of the circle. Cas and Bobby had somehow managed to get a pair of jeans on him, so he wasn't flashing his privates all over the place. When Sam opened the door and stepped inside, Dean raised his head and stared at Sam with those fathomless black eyes.
"Well, hey there bro!" Dean smirked up at the younger Winchester. "Long time no see! Did you want a piece of that sweet ass too?" Dean winked. Sam tried to ignore the comment, walking over to the table up against the wall. Sam reached into a small cooler and pulled out a syringe with red liquid inside. Whattcha got there, Sammy? A cocktail?", Dean chuckled. Sam held the needle up and looked at it hopefully.
"Something like that", Sam murmured. He walked over to Dean and shoved the needle in his neck, pushing the plunger. Dean continued to chuckle for a moment longer before his face contorted in pain and he screamed. Had his wrists and ankles not been tied to the chair, he'd have flown out and lunged at Sam. Dean jerked and shrieked in pain, pulling at his bonds. "Just hold on Dean", Sam pleaded. "We'll bring you back! I promise!"
"FUCK YOU, SAMMY!", Dean spat at him, as his black eyes shifted to his normal green. He started to relax a little as the pain subsided. Dean looked back up at his brother and his eyes were bloodshot and his forehead was covered in sweat. He was panting hard and his nostrils were flaring. "Did you ever stop to think, Sammy, that I like me just the way I am?" Dean smirked at him in contempt. " I don't have to worry about right and wrong, good and evil, Hell, I don't have to worry about life and death! It's all the same to me!", Dean snickered. "Sam, for the past 5 days all I cared about was the fight. Oh, and is that {Y/N} ever a fighter!", Dean grunted, licking his lips.
"Shut up Dean", Sam said softly, staring at the floor. He knew Dean was trying to bate him into losing his temper and doing something stupid, giving him a chance to escape. "It doesn't matter what you say. You're my brother and I love you. The old Dean wouldn't want me to give up on him. He'd do the same for me". Dean ignored him. Picking up where he left off when Sam interrupted.
"She fought me tooth and nail! She was like a cage animal! But, in the end, all her resistance crumbled when I fucked her!", Dean's eyes turned black again as he spoke. "When I shoved my cock in her tight pussy!", Dean punctuated that last word with a thrust of his hips and a groan. "And you wanna know something Sammy? I loved fucking her while she fought. And when she wouldn't fight back, I beat the shit out of her until she did. She screamed for you, Sammy!", Dean shot Sam a sad expression. But Sam knew better than to think it was genuine. "She did! She was desperate for you to help her, Sam! SAMMYYYYY!", Dean screamed in his best girlie voice. "PLEASE HELP MEEEEE!" Sam was seething now. He paced back and forth in front of Dean, not looking up from his feet. Dean was howling with laughter by this point.
Sam squeezed his eye shut and took a deep breath, trying to keep his cool. He walked over to the table and unscrewed the cap off of a bottle of water, taking a giant swig. He walked back over to Dean still holding the bottle. He held it up to Dean's face and Dean gave him a puzzled look. "Do you want a drink or not?" Sam was getting irritated. Dean opened his mouth and Sam put the bottle up to his lips, tilting it up. Dean took several large gulps before Sam took the bottle away. The last few drops rolled down his chin and onto his chest. Sam looked at his watch and walked back over to the table again. Again he opened the cooler and pulled out yet another syringe.
"Sam please , no more", Dean whispered. His face twisted in fear and he breathed heavy. Sam looked down at the blood inside the little plastic tube and his face scruntched in despair.
"I'm sorry, Dean", Sam croaked. His voice was thick with unshed tears. "You'll thank me when this is all over". Dean whimpered with his head hanging down. Sam had never seen him so vulnerable. Sam stepped up close to his brother and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. Dean's head rose up slowly and Sam realized that what he took for crying was, in fact, Dean trying to hold in his laughter. His face suddenly became dead serious.
"Save your pity for yourself!", Dean growled. "Your gonna need it". Sam looked at his watch again and jabbed the second syringe deep into the side of his brother's neck. The bloodcurdling scream that left Dean's throat ate away at Sam. It was breaking his heart to do it, but he had to. Dean tensed his whole body and he twitched. His teeth were clenched and his hands were balled into fists.
"DEAN! BREATHE MAN! BREATHE! Dean didn't even realize he was holding his breath. His face had turned a deep red as he twitched. He finally let out the breath and slumped down into the chair, his head hanging. "Dean?", Sam asked, creeping closer to the chair. "DEAN!" He grabbed dean's shoulder and shook him hesitantly. When that didn't work, he shook him harder, leaning over.
"BOOOOO!", Dean lunged, sending Sam jerking backwards. "Gee, Sammy. You spook too easy!", Dean's peel of laughter filled the room, echoing off the iron walls. The handle on the large metal door turned and it swung open. Cas stepped through the door and stood next to Sam.
"I can relieve you if you need a break", Castiel stated flatly. "You must be tired". Dean started laughing hysterically. Cas looked over at him in confusion, his brows furrowing. "What is so funny Dean?" Cas stepped closer but kept well outside the circle. If it could keep Dean contained, it could do the same to Cas and Crowley as well. Dean smirked at him, his laughter starting to die down.
"Well, I'm the one being injected with blood, writhing and screaming in pain, and you have the nerve to say that HE MIGHT BE TIRED?!" Dean's question started at a normal pitch, but ended in a scream. Castiel backed up to where Sam was standing and turned to face him. "You definitely need a break, Sam. Go. I will keep watch. He's not going anywhere.
"Alright Cas. Thanks", Sam ran a hand down his tired face. "I just gave him the second dose 15 minutes ago". Cas nodded. Sam walked toward the door on dragging feet. He hadn't slept much in the last 5 days and it was starting to catch up with him. He grabbed the door handle, turned it, and hauled the door open. Dean called out to him just before he stepped through the door. Sam turned to look into his brother's eyes, but they were the eyes of the demon.
"See ya around, Sammy-boy". Dean winked at his younger brother and smiled. "Say hi to {Y/N/N} for me".
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