Sam stood at the front of the bar, He placed his palms flat on the wooden door, his mind clouding with thoughts, thoughts about what could happen when facing his brother, would he speak harshly to him, would he not speak to him, what would his actions be towards him. he pushed those thoughts aside.

The hunter took a deep breath before pushing the door open walking into the bar, He stopped at the top of the small bar was dark the only thing lighting it up was the bright sun shining through the windows. The place smelt like heavy smoke and dirty booze, He gazed around the room then stopped when he saw his older brother sitting at the piano, He was playing a haunting sorrowful melody.

It remind Sam of the time when they were staying at an elegant hotel, he was young around 12, He couldn't remember the name, he could remember the smell that spread throughout the hotel, the air smelt of cinnamon. He and his brother ventured out of the room when their Father was gone one of his hunting trips. In the lobby was a black shiny piano, The two sat on the soundless seat and Dean began to play. It was the same melody as the one now.

Sam snapped back to reality from thinking back to the past, he studied his older brother, Dean looked tired, not tired but dark was the only word Sam could come up with. Dean's hair was darker not as light as it used to be, the older Winchester had bags under his eyes, he had an after dark shadow. Sam noticed Dean's clothing choice never changed. Sam was interrupted from his thoughts when the known voice of Dean spoke up noticing him from the corner of his eye.

"Sammy, What a surprise." Dean says not even bothering to look up.

Sam felt his heart beat speed up when he heard his voice, He froze when he felt Dean's eyes lay on him.

"You should have known I would find you." Sam replies.

The older Winchester stood up facing his little brother flashing a smile, a sinister smile that sent cold chills down The young hunter's spine. Sam's hazel eyes locked on Dean's dark paler green eyes. He wondered what Dean was thinking at the moment, If he was thinking at all. Sam didn't know what to feel at the moment, All he knew was he wanted his brother back.

"I thought I told you to let me go." Dean tiredly replies

"You should have known that I wouldn't have, I couldn't...Your my brother." Sam says stepping over to him, he was three inches from his older brother. "And by the way, your partner sold you out." Sam adds.

Dean casually stepped away from him walking over to the bar to refill his glass filling it with more whiskey.

"Figure's Crowley would do that, Just because I wouldn't bow down to his pathetic self, but like they say, you can't trust a demon." Dean says as he chuckles to himself before taking a swig. "I hope you know that i'm not leaving with you so you should give up." He adds.

"I'm not giving up, your my brother and I came to take you home, Please don't fight me on this one." Sam pleads.

Dean doesn't bother to reply, He finished up the last drop of his drink before turning away, Sam's eyes stayed on Dean watching him as he walked to the door, The older Winchester placed his hand landed on the rusty silver knob and opened it going outside, The hunter followed him outside. Dean walked to his car opening it only for it to be slammed shut by Sam

"I'm not letting you leave, I will save you, We can fix this." Sam says his voice filled with desperation to keep Dean there, to help him.

"You can't, You don't know the things I've done, Sammy. Haven't you ever thought maybe I didn't want to be fixed." Dean says facing Sam.

"I don't care, At least I can try." Sam replies as he slowly pulled out regular handcuffs laying them in his hand.

"Those's aren't going to hold me but...Cute thought though." Dean replies with a cheeky smile.

Sam was knocked unconscious, Dean was caught off guard and didn't know how to react, The surprise attacker was standing there,He introduced himself as Cole. Cole accused Dean of murdering his father and now he was there for revenge, He trained for this day.

The older Winchester didn't have time to react to his newfound knowledge when the revenge seeking Cole charged at him ready to start this fight. It didn't take long for Cole's plan to fail when Dean beat him almost to death, Cole was unconscious with Dean standing over him, he had a dark smile on his face

Dean wasn't paying attention when he felt what was burning him, It was like acid running along his skin, his eyes went black and he growled angrily,He turned around seeing it was Sam who splashed him with holy water and hurriedly grabbed Dean's wrists and cuffed him, Luckily for the hunter the Impala wasn't locked. Sam put his hand on the cool door handle pulling it opening backseat door, Sam struggled but managed to put Dean in the backseat before getting in the driver's seat and taking off to get back to the hotel he was staying in.

The car ride was quiet, It was night, the stars were out and the moon was shining down. Sam glanced back at his brother a couple of times, Dean spent the car ride staring out the window, He seemed content, his eyes glossed over, it seemed he was upset. Sam still wondered what he was thinking, his heart was shattered seeing his older brother so dark, so upset.

"You're car is filthy." Sam stated his eyes staying on the road, he decided he needed to end the silence that filled the car.

"I don't care." Dean replies harshly

"Wow, talking about your baby like that... You really have gone dark side." Sam commented.

"Believe it, You should have known what was going to happen, what has happened when you walked through that door, begging for me." Dean replies his voice sounding careless.

After a while of driving, Sam pulled into the hotel parking lot. He turned the car off and opened the back door and grabbed Dean out from back and took him inside, There was no struggle and luckily these were outside room, The rooms were It's usual mess, the paint on the walls chipping.

Sam pulled a chair that was sitting over at the desk that was in the room. He set it in the middle of the room and settled Dean in the wooden chair, He tied rope around him. He removed the handcuffs figuring the rope was enough for his brother as well as the devil's trap.

"Now what, Sammy, You got me, all tied up. You know now that I think of it... This is something I would do to you...In fact I have done it to you lots of times and much more to your liking..." Dean says laughing wickedly with a smirk on his face as he just sat there cooly.

"S-Shut up, Now's not the time to discuss that. It's over, I got you so shut up and sit back." Sam replies quickly, he felt flustered inside when Dean mentioned that.

"But isn't that why want me back, because I'm the only one who can satisfy you, The one who makes your cheeks flush when I'm so close, I'm the one who can bring you to your knees. That guy back at the bar, He probably train and was finally ready for this day, the day he would kill me. But instead I made a joke out of him. I only hurt him it's the worse thing I could have done to him. But I swear when I get out of this I'm going to do much worse to you, Sammy." Dean retorted seductively as staring into his brother's eyes.

Sam took a deep breath, his hands clenched slightly as he stared into Dean's dull green eyes. "We'll see about that."

He left Dean sitting there as he stepped outside, The tall man met by Crowley, He raged with hate as he stared at the man waiting in the night. He wanted to destroy the son of a bitch who did this to his brother but he couldn't, he needed to focus on Dean, He stepped down to him facing him and threw the first blade at Crowley who barely caught it

"You shouldn't handle sharp objects like that...You could have stabbed me with that, Moose." Crowley whines playfully.

"I wish it would have...Now get out of here." Sam replies coldly as he was ready to step back into the room.

"Oh don't worry you don't have to worry about me, I just have to say your brother is really hard to handle, He's a pain in the ass not following my orders...He's all yours again, Thank you for taking him off my hands." Crowley adds before disappearing.

Sam stood there on the top step for a second to catch a breath, he placed his hand around the knob holding onto it before turning it and going back inside. Shutting it behind him, he turned around, Sam's eyes went wide as he saw his brother broke out of his restraints and the chair was tilted on It's side laying on the ground, He saw the window was open, the wind blowing the curtains, Sam figured he must have fled the scene. He turned around to go back outside to see if he could find him. He was quickly pushed to the ground kneeling as his hair got pulled back roughly, It felt like it was going to be ripped out, Besides feeling pain from the tugging, he felt horrified as He looked to be faced with no other than Dean who had a wicked smile on his face, who knew what he could do to him, now that his older brother was like this. Sam feared for his life.

"Shouldn't have left me alone Sammy...As much as I would have liked to stay tied up like that for who knows how long it would have been...I kind of got bored..." Dean says mockingly.

Sam stared up at him, his eyes were dark. He saw a knife in his other hand not really much ready to use. He growled as Dean pulled his hair roughly to pull him out of his thoughts, to pull him back into reality.

"Alright, you got me, I guess what you do to me is all up to you now...Dean." Sam says tiredly.

Dean was as silent as Sam was. Dean looked down at his brother, Sam adverted his gaze. Dean felt pain in his heart as he didn't want it to come to this, Dean just wanted Sam to leave him alone, he wanted to live doing what he does and he wanted Sam to do the same. But he felt he was forced to do this because Sam wouldn't do as he asked. The silence ended when Sam spoke first.

"Kill me." Sam says as he met his brothers eyes, The hunter's glossy eyes staring deep into Dean's eyes.