A Story to a new ending Chapter 1, a supernatural fanfic

"You honestly think you can just walk awy from this like nothing happened!" She screamed in the driction, of were he was standing.

"Ya, actually, thats what I was kind of hopin for." He said as turned to face her, with that stupid grin that she always hated.

"No! You can't mean that. You can't FUCKING mean that." She said with extreme emfisies(sp) on 'FUCKING'.

He just smiled. Fuck thats all he did lately was smile. Fuck she hated it so much. Not the fact that he was happy, but the fact that he was happy leaving her baterd, bloodyed, and dameged. Why could'nt she this coming, she'd seen everything else, but not this.

"Look, I'm sorry you're hurting, and I'm sorry I can't fix that. But right now I need to go, get out of here before I lose whatever little mind I have left." He said, before he grabbed her and kissed her, for what would probablly be the last time he ever touch,feel,smell,hear, and even see her. As soon as there lips parted it seemed like a meer second, that's all, for him to grab his bag and walk out the front door.

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Presant Day

"Dean, hurry up! Lets go!" Sam had yelled from the door, of the resent motel room they had been staying in, to the bathroom.

"Shut Up Sam. You're not the one with the extreme hang over!" Dean had yelled back to the waiting, unpasiently, younger one.

"Ya, well, my ass is killing me! Now suck it up princess, and lets get a move on.!" Sam yelled back as he rubbed his wound. The wound that he had wanted for such a long time, that he had bagged for.

"Come on Dean, just once, I need to feel you in me, I need to feel your hot, gorgous body, against mine. Right here, RIGHT now!" Sam thought back on last nights rompe and how much he had missed the pleasure and the pain.

Sam couldn't no he wouldn't wait any longer standing in the door way. Sam walked, so quitly, Dean didn't even hear him come into the bathroom.

"Fuck youre beautiful!" Sam said as kissed the side of Deans neck. "One more time before we leave please!" Sam bagged in between kisses.

"No Sammy, we've got to..." Dean started but couldn't resit to soft touch of his brothers lips. "Oh God, I love you so much." Dean moaned.

"I love you more." Sam said looking at his brother with mischivious grin on his face.

Before Sam can even get his shirt off, his head felt like it was going to splet open. "No, not now" he curesed his gift, as he squinted to focus.

The pain on his face was not over looked by Dean, "How could he be in pain, we havn't even began yet..." his thought was cut short by Sam aganizing scream of pain. Dean instinly kick into 'Big Brother Mode'.

"What? What is it Sammy?" He asked, with a worryed look across his face.

"AH. I think it's a..." Sam was cut off by the darkness, by the pain.

Sam's Vision

"Dean is only going to hurt you. You know I never will, ever." She whisper her venom into his ear.

"Dean would never hurt me, not in the way you want me to hurt him in!" Sam said with his own venom.

"Oh Sammy," She said shaking her head "He all ready has."

"No! He would never." He couldn't continue, because as he screamed she had thrown do at least fifty, maybe more, increminating photos.

"No." He screamed. One single tear rolled down his face landing on the picture he was holding.

"Know what about my offer." She said with a smirk. The quote and the look remind Sam of Dean so much it hurt.

She flinched as Sam rose from his chair, and rushed her. Throwing her against the wall, placing numerous on her exposed neck.

Dean had gotten Sam out the extremly small bathroom and onto the bed.

"Come on Sammy, lets go. Back to reality now." Dean whispered into Sams ears. It was no use. Sam was to far into the vesion to wake up in a instent. So Dean decided to go and take a drive. But just as he went to get up, Sam lurched forward, as he did so he rolled, he rolled himself right off the bed.

"Sam!" Dean said as he jumped the single bed to were his barly consious brother lay, on his face.

"Are ok buddy?" Dean asked with concern in his eyes.

"Get away from me Dean. I'm fine! But you won't be." Sams words catching Dean offgaurd for any kind of attack. Sam reached back and elbowed Dean right in the lower abdomen.

"What the FUCK!" Dean screamed, as he fell backward, giving Sam the oppertunity he need.

"Sam, what the hell..." Dean was cut off as Sam slamed his beautiful lips to Deans. Sam pulled back with the stupidest grin spread across his face.

"Oh, thats how you want to play, is it." Dean said as he cocked his eye brow. The way he did it always sent shivers down Sams spine, like electricity.

Sam whipped his shirt off, and continued to rape his brothers mouth. Sitting up right he pulled on Deans belt buckle, he was going to get his way, he always did. As they both stud Dean riped his shirt of his back, and he teasingly undid his belt buckle so slowly you would have swearn time had stoped. But Sam was not willing to wait on his brother so, he ripped Dean's hands away and undid it himself. Dean was now lying on top of Sam visiously attacking his neck.

"Sam." Dean moaned over and over again. Thurst. SAM. Thrust. SAM. Thurst. SAM! As soon as he new he wasn't hurting Sammy he began to rcok. Back and forth. The moment Sam moaned 'DEAN' he came so hard it almost hurt, hell it would of hurt if it wasn't for the extreme pleasure he was feeling. Then he collapsed next to his brother.

"FUCK. You're good!" Sam almost screamed, at the eminse pleasure he had just exprienced.

Dean grinned as he said "Dude, I now!" Then he rolled, going to get up so he could get dressed, again.

Sam just lyed there, smilling. "Fuck. You're gorgous."

"It's not going to work this time smart ass." Dean answered with a smile of his own.

"I'm not getting dressed!" Sam answered stubbornly.

"Fine then I'll dress you myself." Dean said smirking.