The Crossroads
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Chapter 1- Sam is Saved
There was something wrong. He had been in there too long. Dean knew that he shouldn't have let himself give in to Sam. The plan had just seemed so rock solid, and now it was all going wrong.
Dean stepped out of the hidden Impala, carrying his favourite shot-gun with him. He slowly and quietly tip-toed into the abandoned Warehouse. He snuck inside and watched.
Sam was tied to a chair and the Demon was talking to him. Dean could only see the back of Sam and was worried if he was even conscious.
Dean took another step, but slipped on a pipe nearby. He fell, crashing to the ground and accidentally firing the gun. He then landed on the pipe.
"Ow…" Dean stood up wincing, noticing that the Demon had been scared off by the gun-shot.
"Baby…"
Dean doubled checked and limped over to a semi-conscious Sam. He untied him.
"Sammy? Are you alright?"
"Yeah. Thanks for… you know…"Sam said, blushing slightly.
"Yeah. Whatever." They both hobbled out together.
3 days later…
Dean was lying on his bed in the Motel room, on his side, still complaining about the bruise that the pipe had left.
"My ass! My beautiful ass! Stupid pipe…" Dean said dramatically. Sam rolled his eyes.
"Will you shut up about your ass? Please?" Sam typed away at the laptop, turning it off. He then started flicking through their Dad's Journal. Sam's eye's flashed black…