I need to stop plot bunnies, but this was a cute bunny from my new shipping, Saowley. I am a Sades and Sabriel loyalist, but Saowley is a good pair. So yeah... on with chapter 1.
Sam was tired. Tired of Dean's shit, tired of listening to him bitch, the stares he got. There was also the nagging guilt he felt that he was walking around with his soul, no matter how damaged it was, while Adam, his little brother, was still in the Cage, with Lucifer, and Michael, going through God knows what. It was killing him, slowly eatting away at the little sanity he still had.
Sam also knew there was probably, hopefully, one way to get Adam out of the Cage. He didn't know what it might cost him, but if he got the right demon, he might get off with miniamal damage to him, Dean, Adam, or Bobby.
The younger Winchester rolled off of his crappy motel bed, grabbing his jeans and a black hoodie, quickly putting them on then slipping out of the motel, the Impala's keys in hand. Sam knew he had to get back before Dean woke up, otherwise he's be fucked, and not in the good way.
Sam stopped the car at a crossroads, sighing heavily before he climbed out with the metal box in his hand, walking to the middle of the crossroads. Sasquash crouched down and dug a hole about a foot down, placing the box in the hole before covering it with dirt again. He stood up and looked around waiting for the demon. "Come on," he mumbled under his breath.
"What a surprize, Sam Winchester," a voice came from behind him, laced with a heavy British accent.