A/N Here is Chapter 2 of Rewritten, I would just like to note that Dean doesn't tell Sam about how he got out the devil's trap for a reason anyway I hope you enjoy.

I don't own Supernatural or any of it's characters

Sam couldn't believe his eyes maybe everything that's happened lately had gone to his head however when he looked around to see Bobby's and Dean's faces he knew his mind wasn't making this up.

What looked like a older version of Dean pushed the older version of him into the wall knocking him out while Older Dean picked up a knife revealing his black eyes, " Demon" Sam thought as he grabbed the holy water from the table and sprayed it over the demon making it wither in pain while he had the chance he grabbed a baseball bat and hit him over the head with it, knocking him out as well.

Sam breathed a heavy sigh as dropped the bat on the floor and return to stand next to Bobby and Dean.

"Did I just imagine all of this or what ?" Dean asked.

"No, they're real" Sam answered.

"I've never seen any Demon just appear in flash of white light. Tie them both up and let's see what we are up against" Bobby ordered, getting two chairs and some rope.

When Older Sam (A/N He'll just be called Sam while younger one will be Sammy) woke up to see himself tied to a chair, he groaned knowing that Dean must of got him however what surprised him was to see Dean in the same predicament he was in. Now that he looks around, Sam can see he isn't in the bunker anymore but Bobby's house but how was it when it was destroyed then he remembered the flash of white light. He knew he had time travelled again.

"One of them is awake, guys !"

Sam whipped his head around to see 27 year old Dean holding a gun at him, he knew that voice sounded familiar. Fuck, Sam knew he was in trouble when he saw his 23 year old self and Bobby come in, "this day just gets better and better," He thought.

"Look demon, you just barked up the wrong tree so I guess you spill why you're here" Dean snarled, clicking the safety off on his gun.

"Look, I'm a hunter as well so just put your gun down" Sam assured.

"How do you know we're hunters ?" Sammy asked.

"The devils trap, the holy water and the supernatural books explained it pretty clearly" Sam answered, and also because you're my brother and me, Sam added in his head, " Test me if you don't trust me" Sam stated.

"We already did" Bobby admitted, " Just tells us who you are first, ?"

Sam sighed, he'd have to tell them the truth sooner or later , " My name is Sam Winchester, I am from the year 2014".

"Prove it" Dean growled, not believing until he got some evidence.

"My birthday is May 2nd 1983, My first word was Dean, When we met our mother's ghost the first thing she said to me was Sam I'm sorry and I said for what ?" Sam said, he finally understood why his mother had said those words to him, if only he had found out a few years before when he needed it.

Sammy was shocked this was him from the future, he stepped forwards cautiously despite Dean's protests and circled his future self pulling his shirt down to see his birthmark on his neck.

"It's him" Sammy said, taking the ropes off his older version and helping him up.

"Thanks" Sam thanked him as he dusted himself off.

"So what are you doing here kid ?" Bobby asked, hugging him making Sam smile, he misses Bobby everyday.

"I don't know," Sam said, " I think that white light was a transportation spell".

"Shouldn't this be like… impossible" Dean inquired making Sam laugh, if only he knew.

"Is that who I think it is ?" Sammy asked pointing towards unconscious Future Dean, Sam looked at him and nodded stiffly, his jaw tense. Dean noticed the exchange between the two Sams, he gasped looking at his future self.

"No ! That isn't me, Please tell me I'm just possessed" Dean pleaded but noticing Sam's body language, he knew the answer. He was a Demon.

"Well I guess you'll just have to kill me" Dean said like it was nothing ignoring Sammy and Bobby's shocked faces while Sam knew he'd said that once he find out.

"NO !" Sammy shouted, not wanting to kill his brother in the future.

" If you two won't do it, I will !" Dean argued looking between both Sams.

"You wouldn't even know how so stop kidding yourself" Sam said, knowing he couldn't just exorcism him and that they didn't have Ruby's knife until later, " Anyway I am so close at curing him."

"Curing" Bobby said shocked," You can cure a Demon".

" Yeah a lot changed in the future" Sam said, not knowing the dark meaning behind it, " Look you've just got to give me some time".

Dean sighed as looked at his future self once again, " Ok".

Sam sighed a breath of release not wanting to pick a fight with his brother and the odds of him winning were slim because of his broken shoulder.

"Ok, I just need some purified Blood and a syringe," Sam said, "please let luck be on my side for once," he thought.

" Got it" Bobby stated, getting a weird look from Sammy and Dean.

Sam chuckled, " Of course, you have ".

When Demon Dean started to wake, he noticed himself tied to chair with Sam watching him once again, "Deja Vu, much." He thought

"Heya Sammy, last I saw you took a knock to the head" Demon Dean smiled, " How is it",

Sam clenched his jaw as Sammy, Past Dean and Bobby came into the room making Demon Dean smirk with glee, oh this will be so much fun he thought knowing that Past him will be so easy to rile up just after Dad's death.

" Ahh I see we're in the past while Bobby's alive and kicking" Demon Dean said smirking more at Sammy's and Dean's horrified faces; Sam just looked down, sad and upset; Bobby didn't really care knowing that one day he'd have to die, " I see you haven't told them about it, about anything actually" Demon Dean guessed, enjoying every minute of this, " About Azazel, Ruby and of course the demon blo…"

Demon Dean roared as he felt the streaming holy water soak his skin, he looked up to see Sam with a flask of it, trying to keep calm but Demon Dean knew that he was angry, " Am I getting on nerves Sammy boy," He asked smirking evilly as he turned to his past self, " Remember what Daddy said to you kid and do it while you can" Demon Dean told Dean making his stern face blanch; Dean had been trying to avoid his older self because he still couldn't handle seeing himself like that.

" I'll never do that" Dean said gritting his teeth, he would never kill Sam and he didn't understand why his Dad even said those words to him.

" Why don't you follow orders and be a good little soldier" Demon Dean said, " I mean that's all you can do right but see while being a demon, you feel free not weighed down by.. them" Demon Dean nodded to Sam and Sammy while Dean bristled in anger.

" I will never become you," Dean growled.

" Well I'm sorry to say but I am you," Demon Dean stated, he rolled his tense shoulders, " As much as I love chit chat, I've got to be on my way so…"

Demon Dean's eyes turned back as he flicked his wrist sending Sam, Sam, Dean and Bobby into a wall; Demon Dean got out his bounds that were tying him to the chair and walked over to Sam, who was trying to get his vision to re focus when he felt a hand roughly grabs his head as he was forced to look up into his brother's soulless, black eyes.

" You know all of this could been averted if you would just… let… me… go" Demon Dean stated, each word punctuated by a hit, bruising Sam's body. Sam sluggishly tried to make Demon Dean let go of him as he grabbed the collar of his shirt.

"You realise this is all your fault,you can't save me or yourself" Demon Dean said, digging his fingers into Sam's broken shoulder as Sam gritted his teeth trying to stop the cry of agony escaping his lips. Demon Dean smirked at Sam's pain when he felt a presence behind him, he let go of Sam and in a quick motion stopping the attacker.

Sam shook out of his dazed vision as he heard his future self crying out, he got up and took the flask of holy water and a silver knife as he advanced on Demon Dean when suddenly he was stopped by Demon Dean, who had a grabbed Sammy's collar.

"Big mistake, kid" Demon Dean whispered into Sammy's ear as pushed Sammy into the dearest bookshelf, hearing a deafening crack as he hit it. Demon Dean looked down at Sam who was groaning and clutching his chest, Demon Dean smirked as he advanced on Sam who's eyes were glazed with pain; he picked him up by the throat and slammed him into the wall, choking him as well, he pushed Bobby back with his incredible strength as he tried get him off Sammy.

Sam could see his younger being choked as he felt his windpipe closing, "whatever happens to their past selves must happen to them," He felt his vision go more and more blurry as unconscious fought with him.

Demon Dean chuckled as he looked down at Sammy's pale face and struggle of him and Sam to regain their breath when suddenly Demon Dean felt a prick in his neck and a burning sensation that travelled around his system, he dropped Sammy and turned around to see Dean holding an empty syringe that was once full of purified blood in.

Dean's ( A/N Future Dean will be in italics from now) black eyes shimmered back to their normal,green colour; Dean looked around confused noticing himself in Bobby's house with his 27 year old self, 23 year old Sam and Bobby.

"What the..." Dean muttered confused when his eyes landed on a bloody beaten Sam who was clutching his chest on the floor, leaning against the wall.

" Welcome back Dean".