(THIS IS THE UPDATED VERSION OF CHAPTER 1!)

(DEAN POV)

My eyes opened and Sam was in front of me...only it wasn't Sam, it was the crazy shapeshifter that has taken form of my brother.

"Finally you're awake" My hands were tied together.

"Where am I?" I groaned

"My little sanctuary"

"And what do you plan on doing to me?"

"Oh me? Nothing...Sam on the other hand..."

"You know I knew you weren't my brother the minute I laid eyes on you"

"Well unfortunately for you...this is the only version of your brother that you'll see" He grabbed me and hung my hands on a hook.

"Before you die..."

"Oh oldest trick in the book, take shape of someone and kill a victim, then take off and then the real person gets blamed"

"Sam is gonna be in jail for the rest of his life...for the murder of his own brother"

He walked away and grabbed a knife sharpener and started sharpening the knife.

I tried to get my hands out of the ropes but it was useless, but I didn't give up there was no way that I was going to go down like this!

Fake Sam walked to me with the sharp hunting knife.

"Don't you fudging touch me with that damn thing"

"Relax Dean it'll all be over soon"

He grabbed me by my hair, pulling my head back and put the knife to my throat, I tried to break free but his grip was too strong.

"Give it up Dean"

I sighed and closed my eyes tightly.

I felt a sting as the knife started slowly sliding across my throat and then I heard something.

"DEAN!"

(Sam pov)

I was nearly horrified at the sight of the shapeshifter who we've been after taking the form of me and holding a knife to Dean's throat.

"DEAN!" I shouted and tackled the shifter to the ground hoping he'd drop the knife, unfortunately he didn't.

"Let my brother go!" I shouted.

He swung the knife at me which I dodged and quickly punched him in the face.

I reached into my pocket to pull out my gun.

He quickly got up and ran to Dean holding the knife to his throat.

"Don't take another step..."

"No don't!" I shouted

"I will do it...if you don't drop your weapon"

"Please don't..."

"Drop it Sam or you'll be sent to prison for the murder of your brother"

I looked at Dean and couldn't take my eyes off of the blade that was against Dean's throat.

"Okay..." I dropped the gun

"Now kick it away" He began digging the blade into Dean's throat.

"Okay...okay" I kicked the gun to the side of the room.

"You listen well Sam...too bad it'll all be for nothing" The blade was about to slide into Dean's throat, just then Dean lifted his head and gave him a firm headbutt.

He let go of Dean and the knife.

"Sammy get the gun!" Dean shouted.

I ran up and grabbed the gun and before the shapeshifter could even think about picking up his shiny knife again, I shot him straight in the heart.

I took a breath of relief.

"You okay? Dean asked me.

"Yeah..." I got up and grabbed the knife.

"Are you okay?" I walked up to Dean.

"Yeah just peachy"

"Good..."

I cut the ropes that were holding Dean's hands together.

"Ah thanks Sammy"

"No problem, what are brothers for?"

"Yeah, fair point..."

"let's just hope next time it's me saving your ass" Dean joked

"Yeah sure..."

"Alright lets go!"

"I assume you wanna drive" I pulled the keys out of my pocket.

"Oh yeah!" He took the keys.

"So that makes the how manyeth time I've almost died?"

"Well I think you've broken the world record" I joked

We got in the car and drove off