My sister and I decided to write our own post-apocalyptic/post-season five story. Hope you enjoy it. Let us know what you think and so we know whether to continue on or not. Cheers
Disclaimer: Supernatural is not ours. It is Eric Kripke's.
Chapter 1
Sam glared at the radio frustrated as he switched stations, stopping momentarily when AC/DC's 'Highway to Hell' rang through the speakers. The song was a classic example of his life so far and AC/DC had always been Dean's favourite band. Dean. His name sparked memories that Sam wanted to suppress. The apocalypse, Lucifer controlling his body… his brother's bruised and bloodied face. He shook the memories out of his mind and pretended they were only a dream. He wished he would turn his head and find Dean sitting in the passenger seat next to him, singing to the music that Sam had always hated, before saying "Jesus Sammy, sometimes I wonder if you're really my brother". Sam sighed at the memories, he knew better.
Dean has a family, he has Lisa. He thought to himself as he gazed out the car window, his eyes affixing on a house. "I can't do this to him" he whispered to himself, his hand gripping the steering wheel of the car he hijacked. "You have to" a calm voice replied and Sam snapped out of his daze shocked, turning his head towards Castiel. "Cas, you scared the hell out of me" he replied before adding hastily "you really gotta learn to stop zapping in like that". "Sorry" was all Castiel replied, which was all that Sam expected. Castiel had a stronger bond with Dean and it was only in the past year that Castiel had begun to trust him. "It's been six years; he thinks I've been dead..." Sam began to protest but Cas interrupted "Dean will forgive your absence when he realises the greater picture here and his role to play". Sam pressed his lips together, so cynical of Castiel. "Dean has a life now; he wanted out before the apocalypse, whatever you need, I can do it alone, he doesn't need to be involved in this anymore". Sam gazed back at the house and knew if he walked towards it, his brother's life would change forever. "Your brother brought you back into the business when your father went missing, do you remember?" Castiel stated, causing Sam to reminisce about his days in college, his plans to marry Jess and Dean causing him to become a hunter again. "Exactly" Sam turned his gaze back to Castiel. "I won't put my brother through that, he has a life now, and I'm not going to ruin it" he added. Castiel remained to stare at the house across the street. "Is that why, it has taken you so long to reunite with your brother?" he replied and Sam let out a breath.
Sam was trying to avoid this topic. He hardly knew the reason why he survived that night, he remembered falling into the pit, Lucifer struggling to recapture his mind. However, he had kept strong, pulling himself and thus Lucifer into the gates of hell. He remembered Michael in the form of his younger brother, Adam; try to stop him, forcing him into the pit with him. He had awoken some time later, alone in the field no scrapes or marks to prove that he had been wrenched out of his deathly state. He was himself, and he had no idea how that was possible. It was truly a miracle and made him believe in God so much more, even if his angels were evil sons of bitches, as dean would say. He smiled at that thought, before another entered his mind. Where were the arc angel and his brother, Satan himself? Sam wondered if he escaped death, they may have too.
It had been six years since he stood in Lisa's garden gazing from a distance as he saw his brother. Dean had promised him earlier, that he would return to Lisa if things ended the way they had planned. Sam wanted to knock on the door that night, but thought better of it. It was a chance for both of them to lead a normal life he thought. "Why do you need Dean, you have me" Sam said avoiding Castiel's question. Sam could tell Castiel was losing his patience "Dean is needed, the fight is not yet over. He is still chosen. Now do what needs to be done" he replied before disappearing, leaving Sam alone in his car. Sam let out a breath before taking his keys out of the ignition and stepping out of the car. "Well, here goes nothing" he said aloud before closing the door behind him, and moving across the street to the house that he thought he could avoid forever.