I don't know, I just couldn't go a weekend without writing a little something new. If you think it is worth continuing, please let me know cuz I am not sure yet. :) Thanks for having a look and of course, I do not own anything related to SPN... :(

"Put the gun down Dean."

Don't. That thing isn't Sam.

"No. You're not Sam. You're trying to trick me. Sam would never try to trick me. What did you do with him? Where is my brother! Where is he!"

You know where he is Dean. He is dead. Murdered by the imposter standing right in front of you. Don't listen to it. It wants to murder you too.

"I'm right in front of you. It's me Dean. It's me. Look into my eyes bro, you can tell right? It's me. I'm Sam."

No, it is trying to trick you. It killed Sam and has taken his form to lure you in. Don't trust it Dean. Your brother is dead.

"Bastard! You killed him! And now you are walking around in his skin!"

"No Dean. Listen to me, I am your brother. Please, put the gun down before someone gets hurt."

Don't listen to it. You saw it kill him remember? You saw your brother die.

"But...but...I saw..."

"Whatever you saw Dean, it wasn't real. I am still alive and kicking. But your grip on the gun is getting a little shaky, you really need to stop pointing it at me man, you are making me a little nervous."

No, it was real. You saw him on the ground, his blood pouring out of him, his lifeless eyes. Don't let it trick you Dean.

"I saw...Sammy...dead. Laying in a pool of his own blood. I... I couldn't save him. I...was too late. So don't you DARE try and convince me it wasn't real! It sure as hell felt real!"

"Woah, okay. Look, do you remember the hunt earlier today? That spirit? It's gotten into your head Dean. You are not thinking straight. Do you remember?"

Don't let it distract you Dean. It wants to confuse you so you let your guard down. Just kill it already.

"Just hear me out. You do not want to shoot before you are absolutely sure, right? In case I really am Sam?"

Dean. It is playing on your weakness for Sam.

"Just shut the hell up! I can't think! Get out of my head damn it!"

"Dean? Who are you talking to?"

"Better start talking, and make it good, I have one hell of an itchy trigger finger."

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