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Chapter 2

Sam stared at Bobby and confusion, this just didn't make sense. He was talking like Sam had been dead since Jake had killed him that that wasn't right. So what the hell was going on? The look of suspicion on Bobby's face didn't make things better. Sam moved to sit on the couch and closed his eyes in thought. "Bobby when you say Jake…you mean Cold Oak?"

"Well where else would I mean?" The hunter demanded.

"But Dean brought me back Bobby, he made the deal."

"What deal?" Bobby demanded and Sam just stared at him in confusion.

"What do you remember happening?" He tried.

"You vanished. Dean somehow got a vision of where you were and we headed for Cold Oak. Got there in time to catch the end of your fight with Jake and Dean yelled for you. The bastard got up and…Dean caught you and I went after Jake but…there was nothing we could do. We buried you three days later; Dean wouldn't do the right thing and burn your….body. That was three years ago." Bobby forced himself to stay unemotional as he retold what had happened to Sam. Losing the boy had hurt so much and now seeing him…had dying messed with his memories? He stared at him, seeing the confusion in his eyes. "Don't you remember what happened Sam? What do you remember?" He asked more gently and Sam swallowed, leaning back into his old couch. "Sam?"

"I…this is…" Sam let his head fall into his hands.

"Sam?" Bobby called, getting worried.

"This doesn't make sense." He muttered and then looked up at Bobby. "All up to Jake killing me is what I remember but the rest…it didn't happen like that. Dean sold his soul to bring my back and got a year to live. We tried but in the end…I watched my brother ripped to shreds by hellhounds." Sam paused, still able to hear Dean's screams as claws ripped into his vulnerable flesh. "Four months later Dean was pulled from hell by an angel but it was too late, he…he'd broken the First Seal. We spent a year rushing around trying to stop them but in the end sixty six seal broke, freeing Lucifer. We spent another year trying to fix things, even got a trip to Heaven courtesy of some angels in an effort to make us toe the party line."

"Party line?"

"Angels are like demons in that on earth they have to possess a human body. The difference if the vessel has to say yes. And they have 'true vessels', humans whose bodies can handle their power without falling apart. Dean was Michaels Sword, his vessel and I…I was Lucifer's. And neither of them played fair but we kept saying no. In the end they brought Adam back for Michael."

"Adam?"

"Our half-brother. He died about eight months after Dean came back. Turns out Dad had been in the town hunting ghouls and ended up with his nurse after he was hurt. But the ghoul had kids and they….they killed her and Adam before we ever got to meet him. The ghouls called Dad looking to kill him and got us instead. So the Angels brought him back and promised to bring his mom back if he let Michael use him. We found a way to lock Lucifer back up but…it meant I had to say yes. But I wasn't strong enough to hold him, not at first. Not till….Dean wouldn't leave so Lucifer….I managed to stop before killing Dean and I opened the Cage and I jumped. I knew it'd mean being trapped forever but I had to, I didn't want to." Sam choked.

"If that happened then how could you be here?"

"I don't know. I stopped fighting as we were falling and Lucifer took control. He was doing something but I don't know what. There was pain and then I was back in the graveyard where I'd opened the cage and I couldn't feel Lucifer anymore. I didn't know how long it'd been so I came here. But something's wrong…how can we remember different events? What the hell was Lucifer trying to do?" He groaned and then swallowed. "If you remember me being…Dean, Bobby where is he?"

"Not here. And until we work this out I won't be calling him." The hunter stated calmly. There was no way he was going to try and contact Dean until he was sure about this Sam. And with what they knew not adding up he was starting to get worried. He believed Sam was human and unpossessed but maybe whatever had brought him back had done something to him. He would not put Dean through that emotional rollercoaster. It was bad enough that he may eventually have to kill Sam himself depending on what they figured out.

It hurt to hear that but Sam nodded, he understood Bobby's reasoning. "Is he okay?"

"He's alive and hunting." He could at least give him that much.

Sam relaxed at the knowledge his brother was still alive. "Hey Bobby, what happened to your yard?"

"What do you mean?"

"All the wrecks are gone."

"The wrecks? I stopped being a mechanic years ago, before you boys ever came here."

"Dean and I used to play in the wrecks when Dad would leave us here." Sam argued, this was just getting stranger and stranger.

Bobby shook his head. "They were long gone by the time your Daddy brought you here. You were six the first time and Dean would always argue he was too old to play."

"So what the hell is going on?" Sam groaned.

"You are human as far as I can tell. But that's no proof you are actually Sam."

Sam looked at him in shock. "What? Bobby it's me."

"You look like Sam but as just proved your memories don't fully match up with events. Sam's body was buried, could be something gave it life without bringing the soul back which might explain messed up memories. Or you have a soul, just not Sam's so memories were implanted…."

"Or whatever Lucifer was trying to do went seriously wrong…no, no way." Sam shook his head in denial. It just wasn't possible, was it? If that was the case….

"Sam?"

"I think he messed up, big time. Instead of keeping us out of the cage he sent us….sideways I guess you could say. I am Sam Winchester, just….not your Sam Winchester." He whispered in shock. That would explain why Lucifer was gone and why it'd hurt so much. He slumped on the couch, he didn't want this. He wanted his family. Obviously things had happened differently here, from some major events to even some minor things. "I…I should go. I don't belong here." He stood up shakily.

Bobby stood and grabbed his arm. "Sit your ass down boy and explain what's going on in your head."

"This isn't...don't you get it? This isn't my world! I'm not the Sam you lost! And you aren't the Bobby I saw stab himself to get rid of the demon riding around in you. You've never been stuck in a wheelchair." Sam pulled away from him, it hurt so much. For a short time he had thought, had hoped, but this wasn't his world. And without Lucifer he had no way home.

TBC….