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Summary: It isn't the arm choking his brother that grabs his attention, but Sam clutching his head. "Not a good time, Sammy," Dean says as Sam's hands fall limply to his sides and his eyes stare straight ahead, unseeing of the current events taking place.

Set during Dead Man's Blood.

Visionary Savior

Luther hits Sam, hard, and he goes down. Sam's left side, back, and then head hits the ground all in seconds. Before he can dwell on the pain beginning to take over, Luther grabs him by the front of his jacket, pulls him to his feet, wraps an arm around his neck, and suddenly Sam's chocking. Sam tries to pry the leather-clad arm around his neck off, but it's a futile effort. He can't breathe and can't ignore the pain spreading through his head any longer. Sam's hands go from the leather-clad arm to his own forehead trying to make the pain stop, but it's another futile effort.

Dean has a knife in his hands in the seconds it took for Luther to begin chocking the life out of Sam. It isn't the arm choking his brother that grabs his attention, but Sam clutching his head.

"Not a good time, Sammy," Dean says as Sam's hands fall limply to his sides and his eyes stare straight ahead, unseeing of the current events taking place.

"Don't!" Luther yells uncaring that his arm is the only thing keeping Sam from collapsing to the ground. "I'll break his neck. Put the blade down."

Dean stands completely still holding the knife in midair and staring at the leather-clad arm pressing down harder on Sam throat knowing he is still chocking even if his brother's body is too preoccupied to register it. He has no choice; he puts down the knife with an echoing clang.

Luther continues, "You people—why can't you just leave us alone? We have as much right to live as you do."

"I don't think so."

Luther turns with an unresponsive still chocking Sam to see John holding the colt.

A bang sounds and then there's a bullet in the middle of Luther's forehead and a splatter of blood on Sam's cheek. Luther lets go of Sam and Sam begins to fall with nothing holding him up anymore.

Before Sam's knees can touch the ground, Dean grabs him and pulls him away from Luther. A trickle of crimson blood runs down Luther's nose and then he sinks to his knees the same time Sam sinks to his.

"Luther," Kate yells to her dieing mate.

A bright flash of light emits from Luther and then he's died, but Dean isn't paying attention, he's too preoccupied with his brother. They're both on their knees. Sam is leaning against Dean's chest, still completely unresponsive, with Dean worrying more every second Sam's still stuck in the vision.

Suddenly Sam grips the hand on his shoulder and looks at Dean franticly. "Call Pastor Jim, now. Meg's going to kill him."

"What the hell's going on," John demands to know.

Dean ignores him already scrolling through his contact numbers in his phone. He finds the number and presses send. Instead of a dial tone, all he hears is static. Dean calls the church where Jim preaches/lives, but all he hears again is static.

John crouches down beside Sam who has his head in his hands and still sitting on the ground. "What's wrong, Sammy?"

Dean tries for a third time before proclaiming, "It won't go through."

Sam only vaguely hears Dean before his head explodes in pain again, but this time it's different. With all his other visions the pain pushed from the inside out, but this time the pain is coming from the outside in and Sam finds new levels of pain. Suddenly, the pain explodes.

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"What do you want?" Jim asks backing away from Meg.

Meg walks towards him with his knife in her hand like a predator waiting to pounce. "The Winchesters."

"I haven't spoken to John Winchester in over a year. You're wasting your time. Even if I did know where they were, I'd never tell you."

Meg raises the knife, says, "I know," and then slits Jim's throat.

Blood spews from the laceration and the Pastor futilely tries to stop it with his hands. He stumbles back and falls into the chair behind him. One hand drops to his side and then the other. His mouth gaps open, lifeless, with blood soaking his bottom lip, neck, and chest.

Then Meg smirks and looks straight ahead. "Enjoy the show Sam?" Her smirk turns deadly, "Come out and play or I'll drag you out one dead body at a time."

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Dean looks at Sam just in time to see him whimper and his body pitch forward.

Before Sam's head can connect with the ground, John pulls him back and gently lowers Sam to the ground. John looks at Dean already beside Sam and demands an explanation. "Tell me what's going on, now, and that's an order."

From Sam's pasty face, a crimson of red suddenly runs from his nose. Dean's only focus is his brother. "Not now, Dad," he says. Dean puts two fingers against Sam's neck and fells his pulse. It's fast--too fast. The heart can't restrain this kind of rhythm for long before it gives out. Sam needs to wake up and now.

He didn't like Dean's response. Something is wrong with Sam and he needs to know what so he can fix it. John takes a new approach. He gently taps Sam's cheek saying, "Wake up, son."

But Sam was always defiant so of course he does the opposite.

"Won't work," Dean states.

John stops to look to his conscious son. "Then what will?" his tone has a harsh tone of anger brought out by panic.

"Nothing." Dean stares at his brother so unmoving, pale, and in a place, that Dean can't rescue him from. "We can't do anything, except wait."

Father and son can only sit beside Sam and wait both feeling equally hopeless.

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Sam's unfocused eyes suddenly spark clarity, but he wishes they hadn't. He can feel the rough road beneath his back, something wet beneath his nose, see his brother's and father's worried faces, and hear them speak his name, but it hurts too much to do anything besides lay there.

He moves his lips to speak, but stops immediately at the fresh wave of pain it brings him. He stays completely still waiting for the pain to pass and amazed he is even still conscious. Pastor Jim is dead and he needs to tell them, so he tries again.

"Jim's dead."

It's only two words but the pain it brought to not only speak the words, but hear the words brings Sam over the edge and into unconsciousness.

A/N: I could end it here and this story is just a missing piece before Salvation begins, except for the way they found out about Jim and Sam's visions. Or I could continue and tell you what I think would happen before Salvation began with the events that happened in my story. I honestly don't know which one to do, so I'll leave it up to the readers to decide.