Thirteen

Disclaimer: Don't own don't sue. Also there are a couple of scenes from AHBL P2 revamped slightly

Summery: A deal made ten years earlier was about due to come through. Slight AU to AHBL

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He stood at the crossroad.

"Come on" He tapped his toe somewhat impatiently. Bobby was going to catch on soon if this demon didn't show up soon, "show your face you bitch"

"Such language from a child didn't your daddy ever tell you not to swear?" He just stared at her and she smirked.

"It's so, good to see you" he gulped, "I mean look at you. You've gone and got your entire family killed and all at the tender age of thirteen years old, you're going to have to give me a moment sometimes you really do have to stop and smell the roses."

"I should send you straight back to hell" He grumbled.

"You should, but you won't." She walked around him, "You know I thought your Daddy would have been the first to do this, but you Sam really take the cake. Let me guess you want to make a deal, Daddy and Big Brother Dean back from the dead? Can you really not live without them?"

"A Winchester's soul. That's gotta be a pretty high price." Sam said staring at her, "My soul and my father and Dean get to stay alive while you come back in ten years for me. Dean and Dad can't make a deal to get me out of it."

"You've really thought this through kid."

"So."

"I shouldn't be doing this Sammy," Sam bit the retort that it was Sam. He needed them back, "I could get in a lot of trouble for this but you're like a puppy you're just too fun to play with and what would your father say? But I like you kid. I'll do it."

Sam's eyes widened she was going to do it, "and Dean and Dad can't stop it."

"Was going to be one of my conditions." There was a pause as he realised how close they where standing together, "So? You know how to seal it kid."

He pulled her in for a kiss.

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"Sam, I've got some books out back I want to show you." Sam bit his lip, looked to his father and Dean who where cleaning their weapons and then nodded.

"Yeah, all right." He followed Bobby out of ear shot knowing that his father figure was about to give him an earful. Finally Bobby stops and turns around to face Sam.

"You IDIOT they where dead. WHAT DID YOU DO?" Bobby roared out loud. Sam scratched his head looking down at the ground somewhat guiltily, "You made a deal didn't you? For John and Dean? How long did they give you?"

"Bobby-" Sam started softly.

"HOW LONG SAM" He bit his lip. He watched as Bobby growled, "If you won't tell me then maybe you'll tell your father"

"NO" He cried out, desperate. His father couldn't know.

"How long, Sam?" Bobby repeats again looking steadily at the thirteen year old.

"Ten years." His voice turned soft. Bobby pulled him into a hug.

"Jesus, Sam."

"You can't tell them, Bobby" He pleaded, "You've got to promise me."

"I should tell-"

"You can't" He was desperate. His father would kill him if he ever knew what he did- so would Dean. Bobby sighed.

"Alright kid, I won't tell"

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Ten years later Sam couldn't help but laugh at the irony in his head. This couldn't have worked out perfectly even if he wanted it to. If he died here Dean never would have to know about the deal. It would just be Jakes fault. Dean wouldn't even have to know that Dean himself had died. Well the first time he died anyway.

He would still be in hell, yes but he wouldn't be dragged in. He stared at Jake in front of him.

"Just come with me, Jake. Don't do this. Don't give in to what he wants" He could remember Bobby's punch as he'd realised what he'd done clear as day. He watched as Jake followed putting down his weapon, "Okay."

He was thrown back as Jake punched him. One last fight before he dies. How fitting. He thinks to himself. Finally he grabs a weapon and manages to whack Jake out cold.

If he got out of this the demon wouldn't have a leader anyway. He realises to himself with a slight smirk. Then he sighed, he's not one to kill in cold blood for no reason.

"SAM" He looked to his left to see Bobby and Dean coming down the street.

"Dean" He called back in a somewhat relief yet he feels disappointment. He doesn't hear the footsteps coming up behind him.

"SAM LOOK OUT!" Dean yelled by the time he starts to turn he can feel it's too late, the sharpness of the knife in him. In the distance he can hear barking but it's too late he closes his eyes.

"I'm sorry Dean," He managed to whisper out loud. Not sure if his older brother can even hear it.

Now he could only hope that Bobby and the crossroads demon keeps their promises.

Authors Note: I'm not sure if I'm going to leave it as this or not if anyone wants it continued I'll continue it I do have a slide plot to this that would work.