AN: Goooooooooooooood afternoon my Imperial Storm Army! So sorry for the delays! It was my grandpa's birthday Monday and I was a little sad. He would've been 90 if he were here today. Sigh. I miss him so much. This year to celebrate I had big cup of soda (I'm legal to drink but I don't) or a "cold friend" as he called it, and thought about him. Later I said a prayer and wished him a happy birthday. So yeah. Sorry guys and gals. I needed a day to collect myself. So I'm better now and we can rock and roll! Though I have my tissues at the ready for the season finale, which I know is going me! Ugh. I'm so not ready for this. I'm going to cry, kill the writers, and lock J2 in my closet forever. Lol! What a plan huh? Anyways. The Hellatus is going to kill me too. Thank god for Netflix and the DVDs my adopted mama got for me! Whoop! There's also some contests on the fan wiki I'm going to be entering, if they have them this year. I won last year's art contest! The artwork is on my Deviantart, if you wish to view it. I'll be entering that again and maybe the baking the contest. I don't know about the writing though. I have so to write for now. *headtodesk* I have my first book to finish, that I will finish dangit! It might kill me, but I'll do it! Lol! Anyways, when we left off, Sam's remembering his deal! But doesn't quite know if it's real or not. Let's go!
Disappearing Rose-Aww! Calm down now darling. You know I got some awesome big bro Dean coming at ya! And aw! Poor Sammy indeed...*clears throat* X3
CaptainScenemo-Ohs no! (Thank you darling!)
StyxxsOmega-*dies from laughing* This made my night darling! Anyways. *grabs demon knife and waits* I got your back y'all!
Pibacken-A lot of people thought so too, but I guess John isn't too keen on the idea. I wanted to do something different other than the usual ten year thing. So. Yeah. Thank you darling! :)
ncsupnatfan-Hi mama! Thank you! And I got something up my sleeve for our dear Sam a Lam. I did! I heard he made himself sick, poor guy! I hope he's okay. I sent some love to him! Baby Pancake.
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Beginning of The End
"-am? Sam!"
"Huh?"
"Did you hear us Sam?" Ruby asked.
"Sorry no." Sam said sheepishly.
"What's wrong Sam? You seem a little pale." Asked Jess.
"Yeah, and you seem edgy." Alastair said.
"I'm fine. Just can't wait for school to be over already. I'm ready to graduate." Sam said.
"Yeah no kidding. At least this week is our last. Too bad for the underclassmen who have another two weeks." Ruby smirked.
"It's also senior week, which means no class and a whole week of fun!" Jess said happily.
"And our very own Sam a Lam turns eighteen." Alastair said.
"That's right! You'll be an adult! It's about time baby face." Ruby teased.
"Hey! M'not a baby." Sam grumbled.
The group laughed and headed outside with the rest of the seniors to their picnic. They had a ton of food, games, water guns and balloons, different balls for different games like soccer. Which Sam played most of the day. Sam loved soccer and was pretty good. He started playing after his mother was brought back to life. He even got a scholarship to play at Stanford.
After playing for an hour Sam stumbled to the bleachers and chugged at the water Jess handed to him. It was getting to be summer time for sure. To really cool off they played with the water guns and balloons with the other seniors. The school day for seniors was over at noon now, and everyone was headed home. Sam had walked to school since Dean had to be at work early, and his dad was gone on a hunt. His mom offered but he wanted to walk.
"Mom? I home." Sam called.
"In the kitchen sweetie!" Mary called back.
Sam headed for the kitchen and saw his mom working on her quilt. She was making it for him. Ever sine he and Dean were little she would make a quilt when they got bigger. Dean's was a t-shirt quilt made from his old but favorite shirts, and his was black and blue, with little sliver accents to resemble stars. He loved his quilt. When he was little he never went anywhere without it. Truth to be told, he never went anywhere without now.
"Hi baby boy. How was the picnic?" She smiled.
"It good! We had loads of fun." Sam smiled back.
"Good, good. I'm almost finished with this. Want some lunch or are you full from the picnic?" She asked.
"I'm full. There was so much food. But I'm going to shower. I'm still a little wet from the water war." Sam said.
Mary giggled and waved him off. He left his mother to her work and headed upstairs. He mostly dried in the sun and heat on his way home, but was still a little damp. He gathered some clean clothes and got into the shower. Once was clean and dried, he re dressed in dry clothes and headed back downstairs. He grasped the railing when he felt dizzy all of a sudden.
'What the Hell?' He thought to himself.
"Sam honey. Are you alright?" Mary asked.
"Yeah. Just felt a little dizzy is all." Sam smiled trying to assure his mother and failing.
She dragged him from the stairs and made him laid down on the couch. She covered him with a blanket and checked for a fever. She frowned when she didn't find one, but made Sam stay put not wanting a repeat or him making himself sicker.
Dean walked in and saw what was going on and rushed to Sam, checking for a fever and any injuries. After Dean was assured Sam was fine but was glued to the couch, he relaxed a little but still fussed over Sam with his mother.
That night when the family was waiting for John to call or return home, Sam was pondering what had made him dizzy earlier. He couldn't quite remember, but then again he couldn't remember anything before the night his mother was resurrected. But he knew it wasn't good. He tuned out his thoughts and went back to the movie they were watching, and fell into a fitful sleep.
He had that nightmare again, but this time it more, hellish.
He woke screaming.
Oh man! Poor Sammy! His deal is coming due and he's remembering! Uh oh!
Until Next Time! *puts all accounts, including this on lock down* Details on that will come soon.
