I Am Complete

CHAPTER 31

ANDY'S POV:

Ow. Not a fan of waking up tied to a chair. This happens way more than it should. I tug against my ropes, but they hold tight. I look around and see Sam next to me, his head against his chest. "Sam! Sam, wake up!" I hiss. Sam's head bobs, rising up. He slowly blinks, taking in his surroundings. His eyes go wide as he realizes where we are. He turns toward me, a worried expression on his face. "Are you okay?" I nod. "How about you?" He says he's fine, but he grimaces when he moves. "Shit." Sam mutters, pulling at his bonds. "Sam, stop, you're going to hurt yourself." His hands continue to move.

"I have to get you out of here." he says. "You mean we have to get us out of here. I'm not leaving us alone, and there's no way that you're going to get anyone out of here on your own." Sam pauses and looks at me, pausing in his attempt to get out of his ropes. "I can't let you get hurt." he tells me, his voice soft. "Sam, I'm going to be okay, and so are you. Dean and Cas are already looking for us, we'll be out of here in no time." I can tell he doesn't believe my words, and to be honest, neither do I. But I have to hope nonetheless.

Sam looks me in the eye, biting his lip. "I love you, Andy. I know this isn't the greatest time, and it's rushed, but I need to tell you now in case I can't tell you later-" I interrupt him. "I love you too, Sam. More than anything." My heart hurts, exploding both with love and sadness. This could be the first and last time I get to tell him this. "How romantic!" Djall is standing in the corner of the room, hidden in the shadows. He never even opened the door to our cement room. He must have transported in for dramatic effect.

Djall stalks forward, twirling a knife. I recognize the knife as the knife that usually lives in my boot. He makes his way over to me, tracing the knife down my cheek. I keep my face still, refusing to give him any satisfaction. "Get away from her!" Sam shouts, pulling against his ropes once again. Djall ignores him, continuing his villain speech. "Love, I don't understand. Lust on the other hand...." He brings the knife down my neck, hovering just over my collarbone. "Love is a weakness. It can only end badly."

"If you hurt her, I will kill you." Sam growls. "You know, I used to be feared. No one dared to speak to me like that. But then Lucifer took over, and they all feared him more. I was forgotten, locked away. But now I'm free. And I'll make them fear me again." Djall leans closer to me, placing his knife under my chin, forcing me to look up. "I bet you'll taste delicious." he whispers. He pulls the knife away, walking to stand in front of Sam and I. "I'd eat you right away, but it's so much more fun to cause some pain first."

"Don't lay a hand on her. Do whatever you want to me, but leave her alone." Sam says. Djall makes a noise of disapproval, clicking his tongue. "You're not the one in control, Sammy. I can do whatever. I. Want." He moves behind me, grabbing my hair. I try to bite back my yelp, but it escapes. "You see, I can hurt both of you at once. By hurting your pretty little girlfriend, I can hurt you. I never even have to lay a hand on you to make you feel pain. I'm going to make you watch as I feed on her, taste her blood. You get to listen to her screams, see the life drain from her eyes. It's one of the most beautiful things."

I feel like I might be sick. Fear roils in my gut, fear for what is to come and what could happen to Sam. "Please. Don't hurt her. I'll do anything." Sam begs, desperation in his voice. "Groveling. As nice as it is to hear, it won't do much good." He brings his face down to my neck, bearing his teeth. "I've been so hungry for so long." he hisses. He opens his jaw, and I brace myself for the pain.