I love what ifs. As a child I would always ask what if questions. I still do. Now I want to share them with you.

Each chapter will be a what if of an episode. I hope you enjoy!

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What if Devil's Trap

Sam stands with his father and brother. Reeling from the events of the day. John curses and runs a hand through his hair.

"Damnit Dean, That wasted a bullet. There was a better way to handle that."

Dean looks at his father in disbelief and then at Sam. "Dad, the demon was gonna kill sam.. I couldn't hesitate or Sam would be dead.. or worse."

Sam walks around the room and stops at a window. John watches him from across the room and glares.

"I think we should just leave this alone for a while. to be safe." John keeps his eyes on Sam and waits for the rebellion. When it doesn't come he pulls out the colt and aims it at him.

Sam sees this from the corner of his eye and frowns turning to face his dad and brother.

"Dad.. What the hell? Put that away before someone gets hurt." Dean steps between his brother and his father with his hands up. "What has gotten into you?"

John shakes his head furiously. "That's not your brother. Sam would have been against just giving up. Not after everything."

Sam laughs lowly and Dean frowns as he slowly turns to look at his brother.

"Oh John. Took you long enough." Sam's eyes change to the ominous yellow and Dean and John are slammed into the nearest wall.

Pinned to the wood, John looks at the discarded gun and then at the demon. "Get out of my son, you bastard."

Dean stares at his brother and struggles to get free. He watches his brother walk up to him and Dean shivers at the yellow eyes that weren't his brother.

"I'm gonna have so much fun in here."

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The demon paces in front of Dean with a wicked smile pianted on its face.

"You know, Sam really hates that he left with you back at stanford. That you saved him from the flames. He rather be with Jessica." The demon taunts Dean.

Dean shakes his head. "Shut the hell up, demonic bitch." He tries to ignore the words out of his brothers mouth.

He looks to the side and sees his father getting loose from the hold and he looks at his brother. "Sam, if you are in there we are gonna get you out. As for the demon, I'm gonna kill you just like we killed your family."

The demons smile falls and he bares into Dean. Dean cries out and spits up some blood.

A gun clicking draws the demons attention away.

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The demon turns around to face John and the gun aimed at him. "What are you gonna do, Johnny? Kill your boy?" John doesn't answer but Dean can see it in his face.

"Don't shoot, dad! Don't you dare!" Silent tears streamed down his face as he held his stomach.

John keeps his eyes on the demon. When the demon changed back to Sam's eyes, John's heart broke and he swallowed past a lump. "You really gonna kill Sammy just to get me? Is your sons life worth losing to take mine?"

Dean continues to beg where he is sitting unable to do anything and John stares at his son. Finger on the trigger.

John slowly lowers the gun and Dean almost cries in relief and the demon smirks.

"I love you, Sammy." With that John raises the gun and shoots.

The world slows down as the smoke rolls out of the barrel, cries rip out of his eldest sons throat, a tear runs down his dirty stubbled cheek.

The demons light flickers within his son and Sam stares blankly at John. A drip of blood running down his face from the hole in his forehead. The body finally falls backwards and lands with a loud bang.

Dean wills himself to crawl to his brothers body and cradles the younger mans body in his arms.

John watches the heart break and looks up at the ceiling. "Take care of him, Mary." He whispers before joining his son to mourn.

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Angsty first chapter. If you have an episode you would like to see a what if for just let me know. I hope you guys enjoyed and Updates coming soon.

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