AN: Goooooooooood evening again guys! I'm a little bored so you guys get another chapter! Whoo! How lucky are you? Totally! So guys if you're stalking me on Deviant Art, I have a new paper child scene up! And the next one is coming! I've also made art work for this story. It'll be posted tomorrow so keep your eyes peeled. WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Lol! I told you guys I'm bored, that and the plot bunnies won't leave me alone until I get this chapter posted so yeah. Before we get started a random moment. BANANAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS! They're everywhere! Okay let's get going! When we last saw our heroes Dean was being neglectful and Sam wasn't taking it so lightly. Believing he was the cause for everything he runs off to a cross roads and summons a demon. SAMMY WHY?! We love you! Let's go see what happens!

CastiellaWinchester-DON'T DO IT SAMMY! WE LOVE YOU! Dammit Sam...*sniff*

Snarry-I've tried to write kid fics for Supernatural but they never work out so I don't write them.

Enjoy!

All mistakes are my own but I blame my echo (I'm alone in the bunker and it echoes a lot in here!)

The Deal has been made

"Well if it isn't the Boy King? How may I serve you?" The demon said with a bow.

"I need to make a deal." Sam said.

"Oh. Whatever for?" She asked.

"I want to trade my soul for my father's." Sam said.

"Oh. Why? Surely you have a reason for trading your beautiful soul for something so worthless." She said.

"Dean, doesn't want me around anymore. I took his happiness." Sam said sadly.

For a moment the she demon looked upset. Every demon knew how strong the bond was between the brothers. She sighed.

"Very well then. I'll make you the deal. But know then when Azazel finds out he may lash out. Fair warning." She said.

"I don't care. How long will I have?" Sam asked.

"I can only give you until sunset, the third of June." She said.

"But that's two days!" Sam exclaimed.

"Sorry. But it's all I can give you. You'll time to make up with your father and your brother. Take it or leave it." She said. "Also, you do anything to bust out of the deal daddy dearest goes right back to Hell."

"Fine." Sam sighed.

"So we have a deal?" She asked.

"Yes. We have a deal." Sam said.

The she demon smiled and the two kissed to seal the deal. The she demon then whispered in his ear.

"Sleep. As soon as you wake up tomorrow, your count down begins. See you in a sunset Friday." She whispered and put the youngest to sleep and then made sure he was in bed.

"Good night little Wichester." She whispered as she disappeared.

The next morning

Sam did his morning duties, showered, and changed. He headed downstairs and into the kitchen and stopped when he saw his father sitting there.

"Morning Sammy." John greeted.

Sam stared at him in shock. Last night hadn't been a dream. He really made that deal.

"Son? Are you alright?" John asked.

"Yeah dude you look pale." Dean said.

Sam growled at Dean and then looked at his father and gulped.

"I'm fine sir. Nice to see you again." Sam said softly.

"Sam-" Dean started but was cut off.

"I'm going to go for a walk. Clear my head." Sam said.

He was stopped when his father got up and hugged him. Sam tensed and didn't know what to do. He hesitated and hugged his back after a minute.

"Sammy boy. I know we had our differences and I shouldn't have treated you like I did, especially when you were growing up. But I do love you kiddo. I really do." John said.

Sam swallowed a whimper.

"I I love you t too sir." Sam said.

"No. No more 'sir' business. Call me dad." John smiled at his youngest.

"Okay s-dad." Sam said.

John looked over at his youngest and frowned.

"Sam? Are you sure your alright?" John asked.

"Sam do you still feel sick boy?" Bobby asked.

"Sick?" John and Dean asked at the same time.

"I I'm fine Bobby, I-" Sam stopped as the room began to spin.

Sam swallowed and tried to focus but couldn't. He heard the voices of his family calling to him, but they sounded far away. He whimpered and passed out.

When he woke again, there was something cold on his forehead and someone talking to him. Dean. He opened his eyes a little and looked at Dean.

"Dean?" Sam whispered.

"Sammy? Are you okay?" Dean asked grabbing his wrist and taking his pulse. "Better now, we'll have to keep an eye on it."

"What happened?" Sam asked.

"Well little brother, because of your stupidity and my neglect you bottomed out from lack of food. I'm so sorry Sammy. For everything." Dean said sadly.

"It's okay Dean. I know you didn't mean it. You were grieving. I should've left you alone." Sam said.

"No! Sam. You lost dad too and you were only trying to help me, but I kept pushing you away then I ignore you and now look. You're sick." Dean said.

"Still. I shouldn't have pushed you." Sam said.

Dean shook his head. "We were both idiots. So we good?"

Sam smiled sadly. "Y yeah we are." Sam looked away from Dean not being able to look him in the eye.

"Sammy?" Dean asked.

"I'm okay. Just thinking." Sam said.

"Dangerous habit. What about?" Dean asked.

"I can't tell you. Not yet anyway." Sam said.

"Why not? Sammy I swear we're good, I'm done ignoring you. I want to be the big brother again." Dean pleaded.

"I know. We are good. I want to be the little brother. But I'm not ready to tell you yet. Later. I promise." Sam said.

"Alright." Dean sighed.

Sam smiled a little. The two boys talked until their father came in with some food for them both.

"Eat up boys. Especially you Sammy. I don't want you to pass out again." John said firmly.

"Yes dad." They said in unison.

Later that night

Sam had a good day with his brother and father. Though he kept his distance. He sat alone on the bed of an old truck thinking about his deal. Everything was still his fault, and tomorrow he was going to pay for his sins.

"Tomorrow Dean and dad can have the lives they wanted. The deal well make sure of it. With me gone, they-" Sam stopped when he heard a noise. His father, brother, and surrogate father stepped out of the shadows.

"Sam. What did you do?" He asked.

Sam gulped. How was he going to tell his family? Had they heard him?

'I'm screwed.' He thought.

You're screwed alright Sammy boy! Night guys! Next chapter tomorrow!

Until Next Time! Daleks...daleks everywhere...