Tell Me No Lies...Yeah, because that always happens with Winchesters

'Cause Listening To a Demon Is Always Such a Good Idea

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This fic is for Fiona, you told me you missed Sam with visions...I twisted the idea around, thought about it, tried to get it naked lol, played poker with it,...this was what I came up with. Definitely something a bit different lol. Even though the title is terribly lame, but I hope you can all look past the bad title..

And guys, may I recommend that you check out SupernaturalSammy67's fics..they are so awesome and this fic is totally inspired by her, she writes limp!Sam quite awesomely. She deserves an award or something...maybe review some of her stories, eh? They're much better than mine lol.

Began previous to watching MM, the idea was pretty much fleshed out by the ending of it. Technically I wouldn't say it has spoilers for the episode, just inspired partly by it...and the tangent that my mind goes off on when I should be studying...not writing fanfic lol.

First chapter's short but that's why I'm posting one and two together. Which I never do...aren't y'all just so lucky. Plus this is more like the prologue.


"You can do anything. Anything Sam. And all you do is hide behind your brother and kill big bad demons...meanwhile pretend like it's all a bad dream and you're not this entire world's greatest hope." Ruby looked at him, keeping her eyes trained on him as she spoke. It wasn't like she had a long time to get her message across, if she was still here when Dean got back, she'd probably end up with a bullet in her frontal lobe.

"No. They're not my own." Sam's voice was stiff and his eyes narrowed at her angrily as he spoke. She was wrong. He wasn't a demon. No matter what...he wasn't. "I'm not a demon." He refused to believe it all. He couldn't be the destined leader that was supposed to lead some demonic army. Dean was right, it wasn't him.

"Oh, right," Ruby said, her voice taking on a highly sarcastic tone. "So all those nightmares you've been having again...and the one when you're awake...what are they, huh? Not visions. Morbid daydreams maybe? Because I'm telling you, if that's it...wow, you really, really need some professional help."

She couldn't know. It was Sam's only thought. Dean didn't even know. She couldn't possibly...

"Demon, Sam...do you keep forgetting? I know all about you. I know everything that's going to happen, what already has happened...like the fact that you didn't even tell big brother that the big bad visions are back."

"You can't tell him." Sam pleaded, though it came out sounding more like an order.

"Sure I can. But I'm not." Ruby said, "Would you like to know why?"

Sam was silent, his glare on her turning darker, Dean was right he never shout have starting talking to demons. Just for the sheer irritancy it caused, never mind the fact that she was probably going to turn on them at any damn moment.

"I don't want to check out with a bullet imbedded in my skull, thank you but no." Ruby said. "Do whatever you have to do. Tell him, don't tell him, but damn it pay attention to them!"

Sam heard a door click, and turned around to see Dean, when he turned back she was gone.

"Dude, what are you doing?"

"I..."

"No." Dean said, "Don't say it. You have that 'Dean, I got us a gig' look. Not that damn look. I haven't gotten laid yet."

"You can make up for it in the next town." Sam reassured Dean. Yeah, there was no way he was telling his brother the visions were back. Two more months...the least he could do for Dean is let him die with the thought that he was going to be okay, that he wasn't going to turn into some great evil...he didn't need to tell Sam about the visions. And as long as things kept going the way they were...he wouldn't have to.

"Damn it!" Dean moaned... "It was...Sammy...it was twins."

Nope, no way would he do it. As long as the visions kept staying the way they were with no physical side effects.

"Um...well, we'll find you triplets in the next town."

"Promise?" Dean would be dammed if not, he was gonna hold Sam to that.

"Promise." Sam grinned and shook his head. At least there were some things that would never change.


Just because Sam hadn't told his brother about the visions and tried to ignore them didn't mean he hadn't been doing his homework. Two girls, early twenties, and he wasn't currently positive but if he was right...all his information pointed to them being hunters, otherwise, they were chasing werewolves for the fun of it. So, it was either that or those were some seriously crazy girls. He didn't however understand why his visions of these possibly hunters was so important. Why was Ruby so adamant that he tracked down these girls? If they wanted to hunt...wasn't it there prerogative. After all, the only thing he saw was pretty girls laughing and hunting werewolves. Not that he'd call that entirely sane behavior, he'd never laughed hunting a werewolf but hey...maybe it was a girl thing...he knew that was what Dean thought.

Clearly only time would tell, and with Dean at the wheel they were making good time. Really, really good time.

However, it wasn't as if Sam could really explain crazy, joy-hunting demon hunters without slipping the fact to his brother that he was having visions again, so he settled on just telling his brother that there was a serious nest of werewolves which was half the truth, and definitely the more important half. What did a couple of girls matter to a hunt?


reviews are nice. i'm not gonna beg though...just hoped you like it.