So it's been a while since I have posted anything here. But I have a spare few days and I simply had to write this. I have not seen all of season 9 but hopefully this doesn't suck. This is how I would like Season 10 to start.
*SPOILERS FOR THOSE WHO HAVE NOT SEEN THE SEASON 9 FINALE*
"Damn it Crowley, where are you!?" Sam shouted for the third time.
He looked around the room just in case the demon was hiding in the corner, making him wait for his own pleasure. When Sam realised that Crowley was not going to show up, he sank into a chair feeling defeated. His only chance of getting Dean back was gone.
Sam wiped away the tears from his face impatiently. Now was not the time to grieve, there had to be another way to get his brother back. There just had to be.
Standing up, the younger Winchester left the room and headed to see his brother, he refused to think of it as going to see his corpse. As far as Sam was concerned Dean would be walking around again by the end of the night, even if it cost him everything.
Entering the room where he had put his brother, he stopped, his eyes widening. Dean was sitting calmly to the edge of the bed, weapon in hand. He looked at Sam with a look the younger man had never seen before in his brother's eyes. It was a dark yet amused look.
"Dean?" he asked quietly
Dean smiled sinisterly and stood up with a deliberate slowness, his eyes changing to the purest black, causing Sam to flinch.
"Hey Sammy"