I don't own Supernatural, or anything associated with it as much as I wish I could.

This is the prologue of "I Feel So Supernatural" and I don't know if any of you have realised but it's part of the song 'Supernatural' by Daughtry.

I originally started writing this for my friend Yaz, as a sort of present to her and she's writing me a similar one, so here's to Yaz ;D

Prologue.

The Impala pulled into a clearing near an old abandoned village, all the signs, all the searching had pointed them to this spot and Dean, Yaz and Bobby were desperate to find the tall, floppy haired Sam Winchester.

The two men sat in the front brooding whilst Yaz was in the back, the tension was so thick Yaz thought she could cut it with a knife, looking out the window she shuddered, this had to one of the creepiest places that they'd been to. And that's counting the mirror shop a year ago when they'd all nearly been ganked by Bloody Mary.

The car engine died down and Dean and Bobby opened the doors almost in sync, stepping out, they quickly survey the area.

"It looks like the rest of the way is on foot." Bobby stated gruffly.

Dean opened the trunk and reached down to pick out his most trusted weapon - a sawn-off double barrel shotgun, along with an arsenal of ammo, a flashlight and a pocket-knife that he tucked in the back-pocket of his jeans. Yaz appears from the back seat of the Impala and angrily she trudged over to the two men, reached under Deans arm and picked up her silver plated dagger that always sits at the front of the trunk and then proceeds to throw her iPhone in, muttering harsh swear words as she does.

"Piece of rubbish." Yaz spat.

Dean and Bobby don't even bother to ask, but just look at each other, eyebrows raised.

Slamming the trunk shut angrily, Yaz turns to Dean "So, what do we do?"

"First and foremost we need to calm down, getting angry over irrelevant crap is not going to help us." Dean looks at her, almost patronising her and this angers her.

"Well first and foremost, you need to stop treating me like I'm a twelve year old, I'm twenty-one Dean, get used to it." Yaz says mockingly and steps closer to Dean, if she were an animal, you'd imagine that her hackles were up, challenging him.

But before she could quite reach him, Bobby steps between the pair. "Now is NOT the time for one of your lovers arguments, save that for another day, we need to get to Sam before something bad happens to him." He stares at both of them, Yaz tries to stand her ground but she doesn't last long under the ashen stare of Bobby's greying eyes.

Yaz is first to break "..I'm sorry Dean, just things are getting serious and I don't know how to react, you know how much I want to find Sam..." she opens her arms and hugs the older Winchester brother.

"It's fine Yaz, just.. we need to keep steady heads to find Sam."

"But seriously, we do need some sort of game plan, I'm sure if we go in there guns a-blazing we're going to get killed." Yaz has a fair point and Dean and Bobby move their guns to places that are less conspicuous.

"Okay, lets go get Sammy back!" Dean yells and marches ahead of the two.

Sam and Jake slowly began to exit the decrepit house, walking down the front steps "I think we can make it out of here now." Sam says to Jake meanwhile trying to take in as much of their surroundings as possible.

His mind was working like a hamster on crack running on a spinning wheel 'What's going to happen now? I need to get Jake out of here, I wonder if anyone else is alive..'

Sam finally spoke "We gotta go."

"Not we Sam," Sam stopped and turned to look at Jake, he was slowly registering what had been said "Only one of us is getting out of here I-I'm sorry."

"What?" his face scrunched up as he thought through what Jake was inferring.

"I had a vision, that yellow-eyed demon, he talked to me he told me how it was."

"No, no no no Jake listen you can't listen to him." Arms waving dramatically in the air, trying to illiterate his point.

"Sam, he's not letting us go, only one and if we don't play along he'll kill us both. Now I like you man, I do but do the math here, what good does it do for both of us to die, now I can get out of here, get close to the demon and kill him."

"We can do it together." Sam reputed, determined to win Jake over.

"How do I know you won't turn on me?" Skepticism laced in his eyes.

"I won't."

"I don't know that."

"Oh-okay look." Sam reaches around his jacket, pulling out the knife he had in his belt. He showed it to Jake and then placed it on the ground.

"Just come with me Jake, don't do this, don't plan to do what it wants."

Looking at Jake and he makes a motion referring that he do the same, Jake leans over with his weapon - both weapons now lying on the floor - and drops his but on the way back up Jake punches Sam in the gut.

Sam flies backwards through a fence and lands with a harsh thud on the grass stricken ground.

Yaz goes first - leading the two older men - but comes to a halt when she finds the body of Ava lying on the ground. Checking for a pulse she sighs as she finds nothing and then brings her fingers to close her eyelids.

"Dean, that's another one dead." Yaz yelled out.

Dean pokes his head around the door frame "The line of salts been tampered with right here.. Demon?"

"Don't think so, it looks like a normal person could have done it… either way the atmosphere is creeping me the fuck out so can we move on?" Yaz says before she clambered back to her feet.

But hearing a strangled yell for help from outside brings them all to a standstill.

Yaz gasped "Sam..?"

"Sammy?.. SAMMY?" Dean yells whilst frantically trying to find the exit.

Bobby and Yaz followed on closely behind and soon enough they reached the clearing where Sam is stood overlooking the body of a young man. He's clearly hurt, Yaz can see his straggly breaths on the cold night air, he's holding one of his arms closely to his body and he's got a gash down the side of his face.

"SAM?"

"Dean!" Sams eyes light up.

"Sam look out!" Jake is on his feet, a flash of silver in his hand.

And just like that, Sam's been stabbed through the back, probably severing part of his spinal cord. Wincing with excruciating pain, the knife is ripped from his back and he's now leaning on his knees, breathing heavily.

"NO!" Dean hollers and runs towards his baby brother, Yaz is too aware of the figure sneaking off into the background and runs after him, followed by Bobby.

"What are you doing you idgit?" Bobby yells through haggard breaths. "I'll get the bastard, you go back and help Sam."

"Sam, sam! Hey..hey!" Dean says whilst struggling to keep his brother upright. Yaz kneels down and helps him from the other side, keeping him upright as not to aggravate the knife wound.

"Come here, we've got you Sammy." Dean hugs his younger brother, whilst Yaz moves his hair away from his face.

"Stay with us Sam, you're not going anywhere, we're going to get you to the hospital and everything will be fixed and we can finally get your idiot brother that pie that he wanted and everything will be fine." she tries to keep composed but the end of her sentence comes out in a whimper.

There's blood all over Yaz's and Deans clothes, they exchange skeptical glances but still whisper words of encouragement to Sam.

"It's not even that bad, Sammy? SAM! Hey listen to me we're going to patch you up, you'll be good as new, huh? We'll take care of you, take care of you! It's my job right? Take care of my pain in the ass little brother." Dean smiled weakly, tears forming in his eyes. Yaz did all she could to try and appear strong for him, for Sammy.

But there was one more weak smile from Sam and then his light faded from the world.

"S-sam?," Dean shook his brothers limp body frantically "SAMMY?"

"No..no no no no." Pulling his dead brother into his arms and hugging him as tight as he possibly could, in the attempt to bring some life back into him.

"Oh god." He muttered to himself, tears now falling freely, rocking Sam back and forth still on the ground.

"Dean.. I-I think he's g-gone." Yaz managed to choke out through her tears.

"But..Sammy.."

Yaz lowered Sams body to the ground, she reached out to adjust his messy brown hair. She couldn't save him.. Sammy.. Oh god.

Dean fell to the floor, curled into himself he sobbed and sobbed and sobbed until Yaz grabbed onto him and guided him to the steps, she had to be strong.

She couldn't fail again, not again.

She curled up into his side and gently stroked his arm, if anything just to show him that she was there, she was there to share his pain, Dean wasn't the only one to lose a brother, during the last 2 years she'd learn to love Sam as much as she loved any of her other family members.

The noises that came out of Deans mouth couldn't have even be classified as human, just a twisted animal-like groan. "He's g-gone." He managed to stutter at her. "It'll be alright Dean, it'll be alright" was the only thing that Yaz could say back to him and she must have repeated it over and over again until Bobby had returned to the two of them.

SO YEAH.

This was my sort of introductory bit of the fic just to bring people in to where I am in my timeline of fic.

Hope you enjoyed? :3

- Sarah xoxo.