Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural; I have a stuffed dog named Sam though.
Sam stared at the gun in his hand, wondering if he would even have the courage to use it. After the hunters and finding out that he was Lucifer's chosen vessel he had decided that this was the best option. He didn't even know if it would work, Lucifer had said that he wouldn't let him die, but it was worth the chance. All that he had left to do was say goodbye to Dean. His hands trembled as he dialed Dean's number, when it went to voice message he felt a sense of relief, he hadn't really been sure that he would have even been able to talk to Dean, this would be easier.
"Hey Dean, it's Sam, guess what? I just found out that I'm Lucifer's chosen vessel." He laughed humorlessly, "The devil himself dropped in to let me know. I can't take the chance that I'll say yes to him; at least I won't have to worry about the hunters anymore. Anyway, I just wanted to say goodbye, and …. I'm sorry." Sam hung up the phone, and then he lifted the gun to his head and pulled the trigger.
A/N: Okay the first chapter is really short I know, but I wanted to get it posted. The next chapter will be longer I promise. Please review.