Then…

Sam moaned. He was regaining his conciousness.

"Where am I?" Sam thought

It was dark. Sam couldn't see a thing. He moved his arms to rub his eyes. Sam couldn't move his arms. He moved his arms back and forth to see where his arms were.

"What the hell?" Sam thought

His arms were behind his back. He pushed his legs out from under him, pulling his ankles apart, finding out he couldn't move them either. Why couldn't he move? He yelled out Dean's name. It was muffled. He moved his jaw around, trying to figure out why couldn't he speak. He felt stickiness on his mouth. If he couldn't hear his own voice yell out, then he couldn't speak. Duct tape! He was tied up in duct tape! He moved his legs and arms. He stopped moving when he decided he wasn't going to break free anytime soon.

What was going on? Sam tried to see if he could at least sit up. As soon as he sat up, his head smacked against something really hard. Sam fell back to the ground. Even blindfolded with duct tape, his eyes were going fuzzy. His head was throbbing again. He sunk back into unconciousness.

Dean opened the passenger's side door. Sam's phone was lying on the car floor. Dean knew that Sam wouldn't go anyhwere without it in case he needed to call for help. He wiped his phone out of his right pants pocket, quickly searched through his contact list, then holding the 'call' button down. He placed the phone to his ear, listening for the person, at the end of the line to pick up. It rang 3 times before he heard a familiar voice.

"Hello?" a voice said at the other end of the phone.

"Bobby it's Dean."

"Hey! If it isn't Dean! How have you been? How's Sam? You two aren't getting into a lot of trouble are you?" he joked

"I'm doing fine Bobby but...Sam...he...Bobby...he's"

"What about him, Dean?"

Bobby could tell by the way Dean was speaking something was wrong. Or even worse that Sam was missing. Sam would never be gone without an explanation from him to Dean.

"He's missing."

Now…

"Dean i'm sure Sam is okay. He probably went fro a walk." Bobby tried to convince Dean.

Bobby was trying to calm down Dean. he was also trying to stay calm. They couldn't help Sam if they were both reacting the same way Dean is currently acting at the moment. Sam was like a son to him, as well as Dean.

He swore to look after John's kids since he wasn't around to do it for them. Well he heard about how John gsve his soul to the yellow eyed demon exchange to bring Dean back to life, he was shocked. He was angry, proud, and also sad, all over inside him when he heard the news.

He was angry because Dean got injured so bad he had practically died, he was proud for how John gave his life for his son, and he was sad due to the fact the boys had lost their last parent. He was now the last family Dean and Sam knew.

"No Bobby he didn't go for a walk!"

"Calm down ya, idjit! Start from the beginning. What happened and where was the last place you saw him?"

"Okay… sorry Bobby… I'm just worried."

"Don't be, Dean we'll find him. Now tell me what happened."

"It all started when Sam and I got into the Impala. We were driving to our new motel. Then Sam was all quiet, after we had a little joke together. That was what made me curious from the start. He was going to tell me what happened then decided not to."

"I saw the to our motel and pulled into the parking lot area. I told him to wait in the Impala whilel I went to sign us in and get our room key. When I got back to the car, Sam was gone. The phone was on the car floor where Sam was sitting."

"That now makes me curious as well. Sam wouldn't leave you for any reason, right?'

"Of course he didn't, Bobby! We didn't have a fight at all!" Dean yelled

"Don't yell at me, boy! I know that. You told me. Was there anything else I need to know? Was there a letter, an item near the car?"

"No nothing was… wait… Yeah, there was a small bottle. It was sticking out from under the impala. It wasn't there before! Oh! It had a powerful stench too."

"Stench?" Bobby asked confused

What kind of bottle would have a stench or odor? Only one type of liquid would be in a bottle and that stench would be… oh shit! Chloroform! Sam was chlorophormed! Not good… not good!

"That's not good… " Bobby grumbled

"You got any ideas what the liquid in the bottle could have been?" Dean asked not hearing the last comment Bobby had made.

"Dean, Sam was chloroformed."

"Because I don't- wait what did you say?"

"Sam was chloroformed. That is my best guess. The only liquid that would have that type of smell you described would be chloroform…"

"Chloroform! You're saying someone kidnapped him!"

Dean was starting to panic. No… no, no, no! Sam was okay. Sam has to be! He has to protect him! That's his job! 'Protect Sammy'! That was his father's exact words to him!

"I'm coming down to you okay? I'll be there soon!"

"Hurry Bobby! Sam could be hurt!"

'Sam has to be okay' Dean said to himself over and over again.