Rescue Mission 1/5
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soncnicaTitle: Rescue Mission
Author: soncnica
Rating: PG-13
Genre/pairing: gen, h/c
Characters: Dean, Sam, Bobby
Word count: cca. 978 this chapter, the whole story has around 13.041 words.
Summary: Dean has been kidnapped. Taken. Gone for four days and three nights. Sam's on it. He's gonna find him. He is. Just watch him. This continues my story Intro.
Spoilers: Umm for S4, S5. So if you haven't seen those seasons...
Warnings: Ummmm, none? If you find anything, do tell!
Disclaimer: I seriously only own the grammar/spelling mistakes. Everything else is not mine!
A/N: I used Breaking Benjamin's song called 'Away' for, huh, idk how to call it... chapter descriptions, idk... those sentences in italics... idk, LOL but whatever you wanna call it, I do not own those.
I see you…
"Dean?"
There was nothing there… just darkness and the smell of wood. Pine wood. Sam would recognize it anywhere… the sweetness of it. But there was no Dean. Not yet. But Sam knew his brother was down here. He had to be. He just had to be.
The demon didn't lie to him; couldn't have lied to him even if it wanted to; torture can get you any answer you want.
He sighed. He hadn't wanted to kill that man, but… the man was not a man anymore. He wasn't even alive anymore. He was just a body, that the demon used. Nothing more. And if maybe he kept telling himself that… maybe he would eventually start to feel better about it all.
But what he did… it was about Dean. Everything was about his brother. And Dean had said it himself once too.
"For you and Dad, the things I wanted to do or kill it's just, huh. It scares me sometimes."
And to be completely truthful… it scares him sometimes too. The things he would do for his brother… anything. Everything.
He sighed and made another step forward, hunching down more, when his head nearly collided with a tree root sticking out of the roof. He needs to be careful, no mistakes. One mistake and they're both as good as dead.
He adjusted the grip he had on his gun. It made him feel safe in the damp tunnel. It was odd, how one little object, clasped tightly in his hand made him feel safe. Powerful.
He imagined Dean being dragged down here like some sort of an animal… over the small pebbles, tree roots, big stones that were like hidden traps lying on the ground. He didn't wanna even imagine all the blood he would find if he would direct his flashlight to the floor. Dean's blood.
So he kept his flashlight directed to the walls, the light was bright enough to brighten up the whole place and kept his gun pointed forward. It was safer. It kept him sane, even though he could feel his sanity slip with every day Dean was lost to him. All those days… four days, three nights. There won't be a fourth night, because he's gonna find his brother and haul his ass out of here and lock him up in the Impala and go far, far away from this place. This town… the town that he spend hours and hours walking in, driving in, running in… not sleeping, barely eating… he hates the town. Never wanna come back again.
"Dean?" he whispered, not wanting to wake anyone up. Not wanting to… direct anyone his way.
He found that one demon with sheer luck but there could be others. It alone couldn't have gotten to Dean like that. Ambush him like that. Because his brother is experienced, he can fight, he can take care of himself… no, there had to be more. More demons… somewhere.
He touched the walls of the well; damp stone, some tree roots that sneaked into this dark, cold place, growing out of any crack in the stone walls, moss, little drops of water that when touched, slid down his hand.
He imagined Dean being all smart mouthed and badass but his captors probably didn't care much about that. But he wanted to believe that his brother didn't go with them without a fight. He wanted to believe that his brother went kicking and screaming. He didn't wanna think about the possibility that Dean was… unconscious or even dead, when he was being taken down this corridor.
He didn't even wanna think about all the things Dean must have gone through before he found out where his big brother was being held.
"Dean?" he whispered again.
The tunnel he was walking in was narrow and small… he could barely fit inside, but he managed, even if his back kept hitting tree roots that were hanging from the ceiling, his hoodie already soaking wet.
He didn't wanna imagine what those sons of bitches did to his brother. He didn't wanna imagine what Dean will look like when he finds him.
"Dean!"
He kept a steadying hand on the cold stone, trying not to lose his mind in the claustrophobic smallness of the passageway.
"Dean?"
The corridor widened a little… became a small room… became bigger, brighter… there were some crystals of something on the walls that made the light from the flashlight ten times brighter.
He stepped into the room, hesitating just a little bit, when he stepped into something that made a squelching sound… like killing a cockroach.
He looked down and wished he hadn't. He really wished he hadn't.
His boot was lost in a small, but deep puddle of blood. He knew it was blood. It smelled of blood. It was red and sticky. Blood.
He choked on the thought that maybe, maybe this was his brother's blood.
"Dean?"
He whispered. He couldn't find his voice. Just whispers. It was hard enough to breathe but to actually form a voice… he would rather chop off his own arm.
He directed his flashlight to his left, searched every corner of the room… he saw it was a cave… water made or man made, it didn't matter… the only thing that mattered was 'get Dean'.
He slowly moved the beam of light more to his right, went around the room, not wanting to miss anything.
When he got to the center of the cave, he saw a small figure huddled in the far corner, the beam of his flashlight illuminating the figure's back. It was still… the only thing that was moving in the small cave like place was the beam of light from the flashlight when he started to run towards the figure.
'coz you won't get out of my way…
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Date: 2010-08-31 08:53 pm (UTC)Is that Dean? The small figure huddled in the cave?? IS IT??? Is the blood Dean's?? ACK. The puddle being 'small but deep' sent all kinds of chills down my spine.
MORE MORE MORE!!!!!
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Date: 2010-08-31 09:29 pm (UTC)I will continue, I will.. I promise :) this story has like 5 chapters :) :)
hmm, Dean? dunno *shrugs*
I love blood... seriously, especially if it's all over Sam, but for this fic... I just needed to do something to Dean! LOL :)
umm, yeah I will continue... maybe Friday or so!? :)
thank you so much for reading this and leaving an awesome comment :)
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Date: 2010-08-31 10:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-01 09:32 am (UTC)thank you so much for reading this!
ummm, I'll continue this on Friday, how does that sound!? :)
S.
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Date: 2010-09-01 12:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-01 09:34 am (UTC)S.
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Date: 2010-09-01 07:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-01 09:35 am (UTC)thank you!
umm the next post will be Friday... :))))
S.
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Date: 2010-09-01 12:58 pm (UTC)I hope more will be soon
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Date: 2010-09-01 04:25 pm (UTC)thank you for reading!
um yeah, I will post more on Friday :)
see you then!
S.
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Date: 2010-09-02 12:56 pm (UTC)Loved this the first time I read it,still love it. As I said for our project,you have a very unique style and I think I could easily recognize it out of... well, lets not get over-enthusiastic, but at least in a group of ten writers.
Go on, practice your lj-magic!
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Date: 2010-09-03 09:17 am (UTC)*whispers* I kinda like this story too, idk why, but I just do and I'm so happy that other's do too *whispers*
I can not believe I am doing a project with you *squee* and that it's almost finished! :)
thank you babe! :) and to be honest, you have a unique style too, you just can't see that....but I do... I just looooove the way your thoughts run in a story, the way you connect sentences... so very cool!
man, it's really hard to post stuff on LJ, I really need more practice!
*hugs*
S.
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Date: 2010-09-03 07:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-03 09:19 am (UTC)I'm more of a hurtSam kinda girl, but Dean needs fixin too sometimes, I figure! :) LOL
and I love it if Sam is the one to do the fixin... coz that is the way it should be :)
I'm just about to post CH2 of this fic.... I hope I'll hear from you then too :)
thank you!
S.
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Date: 2010-09-10 12:34 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-09-10 06:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-21 03:26 pm (UTC)What method are you expecting people to use to find the other parts? Am I just missing it?
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Date: 2011-09-21 04:01 pm (UTC)master story list thingy... scroll down to the 8th title and you'll find the story... or you can click on the bobby tag or hurt!Dean tag and so on...
I admit I forgot to link these chapters (they are linked now), but I put this story up when I was just learning to use the LJ and I managed to put the story on the master fic story list idk thingy but forgot to link them here because real life really doesn't ask: hey, did you link the chapters together today!? so yeah......
S.
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Date: 2011-09-24 03:18 am (UTC)Thanks!
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Date: 2011-09-24 07:00 am (UTC)and next time if you find another of my stories that isn't linked right, just tell me LINK THE CHAPTERS, SILLY! :)
I have to update my master list... I just have no time *headdesk*
now I'm off to watch the season premier!!! THE BOYS ARE BAACK! *squeee*
S.