AN: Goooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! What's this? A new Supernatual fic? Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaasp. Lol! But you knew this was coming didn't you? Thought so. Anyways. If you've been to my profile recently you'd've seen some of my stuff has disappeared. I don't know what happened but they're gone. The stories were previously on my board, I don't know if I'll put those back or not. I might keep the ideas and keep them under lock and key. So after this only one story will remain on the board, and that will be 'The Rake'. Then my board will be empty. So if you have any requests or ideas please send them my way. I would not mind putting them up on the board and writing them. A few things though, no slash of any kind or rated M content (I don't want anyone to get into trouble, try to keep it T unless you heavy scenes of blood or gore). I have nothing against them I just don't write them. No stealing of any kind or back lashing. If you have an idea up on the board that's similar to anothers I won't write it unless you make it your own somehow. And yes you can give me more than one request or idea. As far as who's goes first, if you sent me an idea before anyone you go first then the next person, so on and so on. For example Lizzy sent hers 2 mins ago, Billy sent his 9 mins ago, Lizzy goes first and her story would be first on the board. Lastly, I'm the driver here, you don't like anything or how I run things please leave and find someone else. To those who can respect my rules and such, thank you and I welcome you if your new! But that's about it, questions on the rules and such please leave me a PM and I'll get to you ASAP. So let's get started!

Summary: Since their father died, Dean has been neglectful of his baby brother and blames him for the death of their father. Sam falls into depression and wants to make things right. So he runs off to a cross roads and makes a deal. His soul for his fathers. The deal is made and now Dean realizes how much Sam means to him and is frantically looking to get his Sammy out of his deal. Sort of a death fic but it's Supernatural they always come back sooner or later.

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Dean's Neglect and Sam's Sorrow

Sam sighed once more as he watched the sun go down sitting on the swing on the back porch on another horrible day. Since after their father died, Dean has been neglect Sam and ignoring him. Sam eyes teared up a bit as he thought of once again how this was his fault.

Well it really wasn't his fault but Dean kind of nailed it into his brain that it was and Bobby can't and really couldn't convince him otherwise. But Bobby was determined to make Sam see that his father's death wasn't his fault. Sam smiled a little at that but there was no way to make Sam believe it. If Dean said it and nailed it into his head then it must be true.

'It has to be? Right?' Sammy thought to himself.

Sam failed to hear Bobby come up from behind him.

"Hey boy. Dinner's ready." Bobby said softly.

"'Kay. Be in in a minute." Sam said.

The two hunters winced as they heard a string curses coming from the kitchen as Dean tried to clean up before dinner.

Bobby shook his head and placed a comforting hand on Sams shoulder and lead him inside. The two loaded their plates and sat down. Bobby and Deans were the only voices the filled the room. Sammy stayed silent. Each time he tried to talk after their father's death Dean would shoot him down or just ignore him completely. Sam sighed again and ate what he could.

"Sorry Bobby. I feel kinda sick, I'm going to go lay down." Sam whispered only loud enough for the older hunter to hear.

"You okay boy?" Bobby asked.

Dean looked a little somewhat concerned. He snuck a few glances and saw that Sam had hardly touched his food.

"My stomach just feels a little unsettled that's all." Sam whispered.

"Alright. I save this for ya later then, go on git. I'll be up to check on ya in a few hours." Bobby said.

Sam nodded and headed upstairs. What he said wasn't a total lie, his stomach did feel somewhat unsettled but that was because of what he was thinking during the whole time at dinner. Sam quickly showered, changed, and laid down. He fell into another restless sleep.

Sam's dream

Sam woke up in graveyard that housed their parents, Jess, and any and all hunters that they befriended and had died.

Their bodies suddenly came out of their graves and walked towards him accusing him of their deaths.

Sam gasped and ran. He ran as hard and as fast as he could, but he ran into his father.

"It's your fault." He said. "Everything is your fault."

"No." Sam whispered.

"Yes. It's your fault we suffered, your fault Dean got hurt, your fault I'm dead, YOUR FAULT I'M SUFFERING IN HELL!" His father shouted.

"NO!" Sam shouted.

The others gathered around him chanting 'your fault' over and over as they claimed the youngest Winchester.

"You'll suffer now for what you have done." John sneered.

"AAAAHHHHHHHHH" Sammy screamed.

"-am! Sam! Sam son! Wake up!"

Sam's eyes bolted open and he looked franctically around the room. He gasped and panted for breath.

"Sam look at me son." A voice said.

Sam looked over at the worried hunter and calmed slightly, he looked over at the door and winced when he saw Dean standing there with his arm folded across his chest, like he was upset.

"Bobby." Sam whispered again. Dean was there and couldn't speak up in fear he might yell at him as he had been.

"Sam, what happened boy? You alright?" Bobby asked.

"Nightmare. Just a nightmare. I'm sorry I woke you." Sam whispered not looking over at Dean.

"It's alright son. Do you want to talk about it?" Bobby asked.

"No. I can't remember it anyways." Sam lied. He remembered it well.

"Alright. You look a bit pale. Why don't you try to eat something and then lay back down." Bobby said.

Sam nodded. "I will. Goodnight Bobby."

Sam got up and pushed past Dean. Sam mistaked an angry look for one of concern and regret. Sam made his way downstairs and sat down at the table.

'Dean will never be happy. I took his happiness. Dad's right. I need to pay for this, for my sins.' Sam thought. 'I know what I have to do.'

Sam quietly and quickly changed his clothes and headed out. He got to a cross roads and buried some of his IDs and such.

"Well well well. If it isn't the Boy King." A female voice said.

"I need to make a deal." Sam said.

NO SAMMY! DON'T DO IT! There's the first chapter I hope you guys enjoyed it!

Until Next Time! *Dances around to my I pod cause I'm all alone in the bunker*