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I'm sort of playing with what John knows here. Because he told Dean he might have to kill Sam we all know he knows stuff, we just don't know how much.

John clutched his face.

"You bastard," he said, his voice shaking. "You hurt Sam..."

"Now why would I want to hurt Sam?" Azazel asked calmly. "I have such plans for the kid. More than he knows."

John's face clouded with anger. He had learned what Azazel was known for, dropping demon blood into babies. That was the only reason John could think for why Azazel was leaning over Sam's crib. The thought of demon blood inside one of his children disgusted him. Dean was watching him intensely as soon as he said something about hurting Sam.

"What...what do you want?" He said slowly.

"I want you to come to me," Azazel said. "To Sam. Without weapons of course, but weapons are uesless for me anyway."

"Why?" John snapped.

"I'm letting you see your son again, Johm I wouldn't press my luck," Yellow Eyes snarled. John closed his mouth from a sharp retort. This demonicsonofabitch was right. He shouldn't push his luck when Sam's life was on the line. Azazel than told John the location.

"Oh and John? Bring Dean too. Let's make this one big happy renunion."

John's throat closed as he turned off the cell and turned the car around.

"Dad, what's going on?" Dean sounded scared.

"The thing that killed your mother has Sam," John said grimly and Dean's eyes widened.

"What the-"

"And he wants us to go to where he has Sam."

"Why?" Dean looked honestly confused.

"I don't know," John said slowly. "All I know is that your brother's life is in danger."

With that he pressed the gas pedal.

Sam groaned as he woke, finding himself pinned to the floor, but nothing was holding him to the ground. He blinked as he looked around. There was Jack, who he knew was some kind of demon now, pacing back and forth.

"Sorry I hit you in the head so hard, Sammy," he apologized. Sam caughed and groaned some.

"The name's Sam," he growled. The demon laughed sorry.

"I do apologize, Sam." Suddenly Azazel stiffened as he heard a door slam shut. "That's them," he whispered gleefully. Still disoriented Sam looked even more confused, and slightly more terrified than before.

"Who's them?"

"I invited your father and brother along, I hope you don't mind." Yellow Eyes smiled at the look of horror on Sam's face.

"Sammy?!" Sam could hear Dean's voice calling him, panic in it.

"Where is he, you sonofabitch!" John roared in a kind of tone Sam never heard his fahter use before. It startled him more than a little. "Show you're face, you bastard!"

"I'm in here John," Azazel called with a yawn and moved Sam's body suddenly, from a distance, to the wall; pinning Sam to the brick. Sam struggled to get loose from the invisible bondage but it was impossible. His head still ached.

John and Dean turned the corner and found them. John's heart seemed to quiver when he saw Sam pinned to the wall. Dean felt physically sick.

"Sam," he breathed and started to rush towards his brother.

"Not so fast, Dean," Azazel said, throwing Dean against the wall.

"Dean!" Sam and John cried out at the same time.

"I want to do a little demonstration first," Azazel than said quietly with a twisted smile. "Before the big finale." He turned to Sam. "Ready?" He lowered his eyes to his stomach as Dean stood up shaking, John helped him to his feet as they watched Sam helplessly. Sam began to groan and twist on the wall and than a fullblooded scream erupted from his mouth as blood spilled from his stomach.

John tried to move, and so did Dean. But both were glued for the floor. All they could do now was watch helplessly as Sam was tortured in front of their very eyes.

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