So this is for him lol...
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Summary: Sam and dean are carrying on forwards in their journey, since sam released lucifer from the cage. But when they run into lucifer himself, will sam truly give in? CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR SEASON 5!
I do not own any of the characters, as they are currently erik kripke's himself. This is to the genious who created it himself :P
Seperate Ways Angels & Devils.
Dean and sam had been split up for quite awhile, as they both decided the best ways for them both was ofcourse, to go their seperate ways.
Sam could no longer be trusted by dean as sam's thirst for deamon blood, was becoming too strong. And it became harder for dean to handle.
However, when they split, sam was no longer working in the hunting. Instead sam had gotten himself a part time job as a barman and seemed pretty happy by it.
While dean, well...he had continued onwards in the hunting, without sam. Dean had been out killing vampires and other known monsters that were no suprise to him,
but something had still not felt right for dean. Fair enough, he was on his own and not having to worry about his little brother sammy, but it wasn't the same. Dean would finish off his killings and be back in his car driving to the next, but when dean would look beside him to see his younger brother sat there, Only an empty seat remained. Dean would still look over expecting to make conversations, but without sam there all he would do was let out a heavy depressed sigh.
Sam however seemed calm. He was working alot and doing other various jobs such as cleaning, but the temptacion to go back never actually seemed to mind himself. He would occasionally get those moments where he would turn on the news, to see what latest horrors would be happening. And then later on, go back to his hotel room and still do research. Whenever sam had found something new or intresting, he would grab his phone looking through his contacts to scroll down till he seen bold letters that simply said 'DEAN'. He would have a quick pause and a small thought come to his mind, which would be would he? or wouldn't he? but simply instead, sam had rememberd why they had gone their own ways. That thought always came to sam when he say his brothers name in his contacts, and immedently disagree with the thought and call Bobby instead.
Bobby, now would be sat at home on his own from now on with an odd call from both of the brothers. But bobby was still heart crushed, when he found out that he could no longer walk.
In one attempt, bobby had mentioned something about a special sword that was hidden that one belonged to michael, the arch-angel himself. And thats where it all happened...
Bobby had become possessed by one of Meg's deamons as she had now returned onto the scene, once again. And tried to kill dean with ruby's knife, however bobby was a strong willded fighter and managed to fight it off. Bobby was possessed and trying to kill dean but in doing-so he turned the knife on himself, saving dean and killing the deamon from inside of him, but also loosing the ability to walk again. Bobby had tried asking for Castiel's help for him to aid him back together again, to try to walk, but cass couldn't as his powers were lacking. So now, Bobby spends his days sat doing research and still limbered with the wheelchair he yet remains in.
It wasn't till one night that sam had got an unexpected visit from someone. Someone at his hotel room in the dark gloomed night, someone called Jessica.
"Hey baby." Jessica said smiling up at sam, as she laid beside him in the double bed.
"Jess?" Sam asked with a shocked look, trying to figure out if he was dreaming.
Nope, he wasn't, it was defitnley her. The girl that had died from the fire, the same way as Mary, his mother And both killed by the Yellow Eyed deamon.
For the next few nights she would keep re-apearring telling him to be strong, and not to do anything silly. And ofcourse Sam believed it, why wouldn't he? this was the girl he was madly obsessed with.
"You need to talk to your brother." she said calmly, as she reached her hand to gently touch his face. Sam flinched at her remark before finally catching his breath in his throat, giving him the ability to talk.
"I -I cant. Remember before when everything seemed perfectly normal?" he stuttered as she nodded in understandment. "Well, this time i defitnley know that im a freak." he finished, as his eyes began to tear with windswept of emotions.
"Forget about that." She replied. "Trust me, all of us knew that you had a gift. But even when you were at stanford, you seemed diffrent from the rest." Sam rolled over letting his feet drop over the side of the bed, leaning forward he tried to not feel so dissapointed about everything. He did things that he could never be sorry for, but the one that always hurted him was Jess's death. He never got to be completley honest with jess, he never told her about what he, Dean and John did together. If he did, he was too afraid that it would end and she would think that he was crazy.
"Trust me, you have great exceptions waiting for you." She said edging slightly closer towards sam's back. Sam let out a scoff before shaking his head. "How can you be so sure?" Jess's face had dissapered like an invisable flame, burning away her very beauty to reveal Lucifer's.
"Because you was the one that saved me." Lucifers voice had crept over sam like a shadow in the dark, sending chills through every nerve. Sam had looked behind and seen lucifers face and immedently got up off the bed to stand there, looking at him in shock.
"Lucifer!" sam exclaimed with fear. Lucifer sat there on the bed still as a rock, staring at sam feeling the fear and shock rise through him. It seemed to lighten lucifer slightly, as he knew that now was the time for him to say something every man had never wanted to hear.
"Im sorry it had to be that way. I really am, but you see...Your one tricky person to find." Sam had noticed the word tricky and rememberd that Cass had inbedded, Both sam and dean's ribs with a special Angelic symbols. It made both brothers impossible to be spotted by Angels,
as they had their run in with on manger big angel.
"What do you want?" sam asked staring at the mused digust in front of him.
"I came to tell you something." he replied.
"Yeah? Well i want nothing to do with anything. Including yourself!" sam felt anger burn now, steamed rage running through his veins.
"See...I am sorry sam. I truly am, but you see...your the one." lucifer replied calmly.
"What do you mean?" "Your the one sam. Your my vessel." Sam's anger had stopped and now fear was coming back around. "My true vessel." lucifer remained calm through the whole situacion, as he wanted his vessel to like his kindness.
"That will never happen!" Sam yelled at him. "You need my consent." sam finished with a smug look resting upon his grim smile.
"Ofcourse." Lucifer said as he crossed his arms. "Im an angel."
Sam laughed at the back of his throat before he threatned the devil himself.
"That will never happen." Sam threatened. "I will kill myself, before i let that happen." Lucifer shrugged. "Yeah, and i'll just bring you back." Sam had a confident look on his face when he mentioned killing himself, but that winners face had dropped very quickly. Sam was out of answers now, no other options. Lucifer let out a sigh before shaking his head. "Im sorry sam. But thats the way, its just ment to be." Sam had looked down as tears had streamed alongside his cheeks, he couldn't take it no more. He let out a small cry before looking back up and seeing that lucifer had dissapered out of sight, leaving sam left alone, scared and very confused.
Dean was laid up in an hotel also, before going to get a beer out of the fridge dean felt the shock go through himself also.
He remember meeting one of the most biggest dicks that an angel could ever have. That, was Zachariah. Dean never cared for what Zachariah had to say or do, he just did his normal and treated him like crap. He never liked him from the first day they had met, but now, dean felt like a dog on a lesh.
"Your a weapon." Zach said pointing towards dean with a grin.
"What do you mean im a weapon?" dean asked looking at zach confused.
"Your THE weapon. Your michael's weapon." "You mean, im michael's vessel?" dean replied unbelievable that those words would remain with him for the rest of his life.
"Indeed, and may i say. We need you, to stop it when the time comes." Zach had a smug grin on his face, as dean automatically knew what zach was talking about.
Dean gave a fake smile before it became serious. "The answers no!" he replied firmly.
"Come on now dean." zach said putting on a hopeful look and a fake smile. "Surely, we can come to some sort of arrangements?" "Why? So you can have my say-so and let michael run around loose in my skin? No thanks. The answer is no." Dean gave zachariah a serious look meaning that he didn't want it. PERIOD.
Zachariah wasn't buying this one little bit, but came up with a clever idea. "That's fine." Zach said simply. "However, when the time does come. Which it will. We want an answer." Zach was going to let it play out for a little while, y'know? make dean have his own ways for a couple of weeks, before zach would join in on his little fun.
Dean was laid out on his bed that night in the hotel room, soundly asleep until he got interrupted by his cell phone going off. Dean's eyes flicked open as he reached and grabbed his phone, he flicked it up to hold it against his ear.
"Hello?" he said in a sleepy tone, with his eyes closed one again.
"Dean?" His eyes opened once again, as they were widened by the sound of sam's voice through the phone.
At that moment dean had opened his mini fridge to see no more than four bottles of beer lerking inside.
"So, your his vessel?" dean asked as he pulled a beer out and opening it.
"Yeah." sam replied through the other end. "To be honest, im not quite sure how to react."
"I'll say." Dean said sarcastically. "Well, it looks like lucifer and michael are wearing us both to prom." dean tried to lighten it but he only got a sigh as a responce.
"Yeah, and to be honest its not going to be easy." Sam replied giving his thoughts some time to collect together, and leaving them both in a small silence.
"I want back in." sam said calmly.
Dean took a swig of his beer before sighing and closing his eyes.
"No." he said.
"C'mon dean. Why not?" sam asked confused.
It took dean a minute to think but something managed to come out.
"You just can't. See i think its better that we just-" dean could feel a lump in his throat as he tried to swallow. "I think its better if we just stay our seprate ways."
"Dean." sam pleaded letting out a sigh at the end.
"Listen, its better if it stays this way. Now that your gone, i dont have to worry about defending you anymore. And plus, everytime we try to fight together somethings always gonna come up. Doesn't matter whether its family or what, but something will always come up. So its better if we stayed away." dean replied as he was broken up already for having to mention that. "Dean, don't do this." sam pleaded over the phone, asking for his brother not to abandon him.
Dean sighed before shaking his head letting a saddened expression rise onto his face.
"Goodbye sam." dean had hanged up the phone leaving sam with a goodbye.
Sam stared at his phone for a few seconds before throwing it next to him, feeling his emotions rise inside of him. Sam was speechless at how dean could have turned him away just like that, but there was no other option.
So while sam laid down and carried on doing his bartender duties, his brother Dean was still away killing monsters.
Or was he?
AN: Thats the end of it! Is it ok? literally be honest, i loved this episode soooo much :P Now, most of the sayings and such aren't quite as right as ive added my own spin on it.
But most things in this are, so i have kept to the story and what both brothers were saying. This was the halfway begining point of Season 5 Episode 4- The End.
And i shall be doing another chapter tomorrow which should be up by thursday. MERRY CHRISTMAS Y'ALL! :P PLEASE REVIEW x ~Crash.