The only thing that ran though Sam's veins as he sped though the streets was revenge. The traffic had slowed to a crawl around him. This irked Sam beyond any measure. He closed his eyes and lifted his hands above the steering wheel. The cars in front of him lifted with ease. He moved his hands apart, as Moses had done to the Red Sea, the cars were moved to the side of the road. Sam opened his eyes and smiled to himself. As the drivers looked around themselves in a confused manner, Sam sped away though the clearing.

A few miles down he entered a smaller lane that passed though the woods. It was almost deserted apart from the houses that you'd see every few miles down. It looked almost peaceful in an eerie way, yet not enough to quench the revenge that flowed though Sam's blood. He hit the gas pedal as hard as he could; the Impala gave a groan in protest as it sped though the empty street. He reached a dead end where he stop.

Around him was a shattered old warehouse. Parts of the roof were missing, the door had been ripped off its hinges, and the windows were shattered glass on the dirt floor. Sam shut the door of the Impala loudly as he got out of the car. His footsteps made loud crunching noises as he entered the battered warehouse. He looked around it and grinned. Outside, it may look like a mess and a hopeless cause, but inside it held an arsenal and everything he needed to summon Lilith to him.

He grabbed a piece of chalk and started to draw symbols. They were completely foreign to his conscious mind, but he knew they were just what he needed to summon her. After a few hours, the warehouse was covered in symbols. Sam stood in the middle, he took no weapon with him. Sam shut his eyes and waited before saying the words to summon her. As he finished, he opened his eyes and smelled the air around him. It soon took on the horrid smell of rotting corpses, he knew Lilith was coming and he grinned.

"Oh, Lilith," he said in a sing song voice, "Let's play a game, Lilith," Sam cocked his head to the left. Behind him he felt a light breeze and turned around to see a blond little girl holding a teddy bear. She gave him a toothy grin as her eyes turned smoky white.

"I like games," she said.

"Oh, you'll like this one," grinned Sam. He began to move closer, but the little girl backed away, "What's wrong, Lilith? Demon got your tongue?"

"What's the game, Silly Sammy?" she questioned. Sam grinned.

"Oh, you already know this game. I'll give you a head start. It's only fair," he grinned.

"Why not join me, Sam? We could rule the world, both worlds. You'll be king. The king of Demons," she grinned, "You'd like that wouldn't you?" she asked. Sam only smirked.

"I'm not here to play house," he held out his hand, "Especially not with you," Sam closed his eyes. Lilith began to tremble violently. She let out a choking scream before Sam let her go, "come on, put up a fight. You aren't even trying," he knelt down and whispered in her ear, "Does your daddy know where you are, little girl?" he grinned. This tipped Lilith over the edge. She held out her hand. A blazing, bright light emitted from her tiny palm. The building around them began to shake at it's foundation. The wind picked up and things began to fly around the room. Then it all stopped as quickly as it happened.

Lilith looked up in amazement. Sam Winchester was still standing in front of her. A sly grin was on his face as he looked down at her. He cocked his eyebrows and grinned.

"Is that the best you got?" he asked, "Don't play with the big guns if you can't handle them," Lilith had given all she had into killing him, but he remained on his feet and as far as she could tell, better than ever. Sam came closer and closer and closer until his hand was only a millimeter away from her face, "My turn," he grinned. Sam closed his eyes and Lilith began to chock again. She squirmed around the floor like an epileptic. Sam grinned as a black smog began to emit from Lilith's lips. It was her true form. Sam had to admit, she was ugly as hell when she wasn't in a little girl's body. As the last of the smoke came to the floor, Sam released the little girl and turned his attention to it, "Bye-Bye, Lilith," he grinned before beginning to speak in tongues he did not understand. The smoke below him gave a hiss. A dark light shot out from Sam's hands and blended into the black cloud. The wind picked up again as the darkness encircled Sam. Then, he opened his eyes and in that very instant, a flash of brightness and the darkness disappeared. He had terminated Lilith for good.

Sam laughed a triumphant laugh as he looked at the little girl's form. He had finally killed her; the woman holding his brother's contract was dead. Sam, in his highest moment, began to feel dizzy. He grabbed on to the large pole that held up the structure, but it crushed under his weight, causing him to tumble and crash to the floor next to the little body. As Sam closed his eyes and drifted out of consciousness, the room filled with dark shadows of those who had been under Lilith's command. Sam may have killed her and freed his brother, but he also let out a fresh batch of demons on the loose. The shadows circled around the fallen king before they spread out in a black cloud all over the fifty states. All were ready to fallow the new boy king.