Chapter 2:
Sam had done what he needed to do, he had checked on his brother, only to find him in the clutches of a crossroads demon, she would be dealt with she had defied his orders, and nobody got away with that, but now Sam had other things to take care of, and he couldn't be with Dean anymore. He knew that Dean would go back to Sioux Falls for Bobby, so he had given himself a bit of a head start. Sam walked through the doors of the old run down mansion that was serving as the latest meeting place. Everyone inside turned to him when he entered, and instantly silenced.
"Glad you all decided to meet me here." Sam said. "You are the select few who have decided to stay on this side of the conflict, and with that you have been promised immunity, but apparently some of you have forgotten the rules that you must adhere to for that immunity to stick." Sam's eyes focused on Cali in the crowd, and she suddenly screamed.
"No please… I am sorry!" Sam smirked, and shook his head.
"Apparently Cali here, had forgotten my number one rule, nobody is to touch my family, and you all know who that rule apply to, if you are summoned by them, they will exorcise you, it is true, but if you hurt them…" Sam focused back on Cali; who suddenly stopped moving, and slumped to the ground. "You will die, Crowley?"
A man stepped forward, he was a demon just like the rest of them, but he was the leader of the crossroads demons, and as much as Sam didn't like the demon, he usually kept his employees in check.
"Yes sir?" Crowley said.
"Reign in your dogs Crowley, if one more of your employees step out of line, I will execute every single one of them, do you understand?"
"Of course, I will do my best, but I do have one question, what happens when your brother, stabs that demon killing knife into one of our guts? How are you going to protect us then?" Sam snorted.
"I am not protecting any of you, I am just giving you a fighting chance, don't kid yourself, I still hate every single one of you, now leave." One by one the demons disappeared from the room, leaving him and Crowley alone. Sam tensed, Crowley was really starting to push his buttons, but at least he kept the crossroads demons in order, it was one less sect Sam had to worry about.
"Do you honestly believe that Lillith is gone? Because I tend to believe my former boss is biding her time somewhere waiting to peel the skin from your bones, after all you are her biggest competition and you have been breaking the contracts she holds over souls. "
"Lillith will not be a problem. That is all you need to know, and didn't break her contracts, I simply changed the sentence on one of them."
"Fine, be warned your brother is at the front gate, and I doubt he will be as understanding as me. " Crowley disappeared, and Sam scoffed, he hadn't bought as much time as he thought. Sam ventured out into the grand foyer, and leaned against the doorframe.
"Dean, Bobby you can come out now." It was silent for a few minutes before the two hunters slid out of separate doorways, both with their guns trained on Sam, and Sam sighed. "I'm not gonna hurt either of you."
"It isn't exactly you I'm worried about Sammy, it is your demon posse that you met here." Dean said.
"Well, they are all gone, so can you get those guns out of my face? I am really not looking to get shot today."
"Tell you what? If you can walk out of that, we will talk without the guns." Sam looked up to were Dean was looking and saw the devils trap he was standing in, damn it, he was really starting to hate those things. Sam hesitated before crossing over the line, wincing when his head started to pound; he looked at Dean, and wiped the blood from under his nose.
"Satisfied? I'm not a demon Dean…" Dean and Bobby holstered their guns and stepped forward. Both still looked uneasy, but Sam couldn't blame them. Dean pulled out a flask of holy water, and held it to Sam.
"Take a swig." Sam smiled.
"I'd really rather not." Dean looked pained, but just nodded, and stepped in to give Sam a hug, Sam wrapped his arms around Dean and relished in the feeling, before pushing Dean back. "I told you not to come looking for me Dean."
"You really though I would listen to that? Sammy, something is wrong with you, you are hanging out with demons, and what about Lillith? I thought she was going to kill you."
"She tried, but she couldn't."
"What do you mean she couldn't?" Bobby asked.
"Their demon ray gun crap doesn't work on me, doesn't matter anyway she isn't a problem anymore."
"What the hell does that mean?"
"It doesn't matter, Dean you are free okay? Go do whatever you want to do with your life, I have some business to take care of."
"Sam… what the hell kind of business could you possibly have that would lead you to have a meeting with a bunch of demons." Sam tensed and took a step away from his family.
"Dean…"
"Sam, is that what this is? Please tell me you aren't leading a demon army…" Dean asked. Sam met his eyes, and didn't deny. "Oh my God… the psychic crap, the holy water and the devils trap hurting you, that's what this is about isn't it?"
"It's the price I have to pay." It was silent for second before Dean's fist collided with the side of Sam's face, Bobby pulled Dean away and Sam wiped the blood from his lip, but made no move to defend himself.
"Sam, I didn't want to be saved like this! You promised you would stop with this crap!" Sam laughed.
"Dean, I am already cursed, and I can't be saved but this is one of those situations where you have to sacrifice the good of one for the good of many."
"What are you talking about?"
"It was a master plan Dean, do you know why Alistair worked so hard to get you off that rack? Why he wanted to teach you to torture souls?" Dean stilled.
"How do you know about that?"
"Because I have demons who report back to me. They wanted to break you Dean, if you had of spilt blood in hell, you would have broken the first seal, you would have started the apocalypse, and someday I would have released Lucifer from the cage, and we would have been vessels for two pissed off archangels. You died for me once, I wasn't let it happen again."
"I don't care, I'm not gonna let you become a monster."
"I'm already a monster! You can't save me, not from this, Dad told you to kill me, you should have listened, or you should have left me dead in Cold Oak."
"Sammy. I've told you before if it's the last thing I do I'm going to save you, so this is for your own good." Dean pulled out a gun and shot Sam with a dart, and Sam passed out.
"What the hell did you just do?" Bobby yelled.
"Tranq dart, I am not leaving him here, lets get him to the motel for now, then we will decide what to do next."
"This is a terrible idea." Bobby grumbled grabbing Sam's legs.
"Yeah well… I don't know what else to do." They loaded Sam into the back of the Impala and drove back towards the motel room, Dean didn't care what it took he was going to pull his little brother out of the fire… he owed him that.
