"Sam! help!" Dean yell.. Sam continues to stare..

"Sammy!"...'Don't just stand there do somethin!..'

''I'm going to save you."Sam replies with a smile. But not a normal smile
a wicked smile that of corse leaves Dean heartbroken and confused..

Then everything suddenly goes quiet..

"Hi Sam." The trickster exclaims
this story takes place after Dean permanently dies for 3 months after what the trickster pulled (by the way I'm making it more to 6 months for this story.

Sam replies angrily "You did this to me."

"That's right Sammy!" 'Took you long enough." He joked

"Don't call me that!"

"Well, Sam that is no way to talk to a friend."

Sam leaves a long sorrow pause " So you want your brother back."

.."Just bring him back and I promise we won't.."

"No." He continues to disagree

Sam stops short in his tracks leaving anger and sadness all over his face.. ''Please." 'We won't hunt you down, we won't harm you, I'll forget this even happened.. just.. Please."

" ugh.' He grunts 'I swear it's like talking to a brick wall, and Sammy, you won't forget. Even if I could.."

"You can." The now eldest Winchester interrupts

"True. That doesn't mean I should. Its been six months Sam, look at you, you're a wreck. I know you don't care that much. you only want to feel something again. Something that I took away from you. And it's not your brother I'm talking about."

"Please. I promise I won't track you."

"Oh, believe me, I know."

"Then bring him back." Sam pleads

The trickster smiles, and looks at Sam. '' Okay, no more tricks, I promise. But if you think this is the right choice."

''What do you mean?"

"If you think this is the right choice. He continues ' If you think that you can care enough for poor Dean. Then I'll do it, no tricks."

"I promise I won't do anything stupid."

"Well, you're doing something stupid right now, but remember, Dean will die again. You will suffer, again and you will not come to me.''

''I know, because of his deal. But i won't come to you. I just want to see him with the time I have left."

The trickster sighs. "Ok mister nice guy, I will, but this will be the last time you see me," ' Farewell.'

The music blurring wakes Sam up and he sees his brother for the first time in six months brushing his teeth. He jumps out of bed to him and gives him a hug.

"How many Tuesdays have you had?"

The youngest smiles "I don't know, I lost count." Sam releases his grip with a confused look on his face. ''Why don't I feel anything?"
he says to himself in his mind.

"You alright?" Dean looks at his brother with worry.

"Yeah.. yeah, I'm great we should.. go."

"Alright, get ready and we'll hit the road, I'll go get the.."

''No, no-no, you're not going anywhere.. alone."

"Uhh.. whatever that means,alright let's go then."

Sam smiles for seeing his brother again but underneath he's really not smiling because he doesn't feel a thing, he's just happy because he hasn't heard the word 'Lets' in half a year since he's been working solo.

"Yep. Lets." and they both walk to the car.

Two weeks later the boys pick up a hunt which is simple salt n' burn for the both of em'

"Sam! what the hell was that?" Dean yelled

"What?" He questioned

"Dude, I'm getting my freaking ass kicked while you go around playin' footsy and salt 'n' burn it your way!"

" Oh, sorry Dean!" 'I wasn't paying attention. are you all right?"

"Yeah I'm fine.." "wasn't paying attention my ass." he thought to himself.

"Your hurt too."

"Yeah, it scraped a knife at my leg, I'll live."

`.` `.`

The eldest brother literally flopped on the motel bed they had rented for a day..

"Not gonna change?" Sam already knew the answer to that one. but he'd figure he'd mention.

His brother grunted "I'll take that as a no."

=) I already have half of the other chapter written so I'll post in later, it'll be over 1,100 words. =) still not as much as I would like for.. but it's getting there!

ps. I changed the bold to italic:) thanks for the tip!

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