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Sam had a plan he hoped would work. He was hoping to sneak away in the middle of the night to find Lilith and kill her. Lilith was going to pay for Dean's death, even if Sam had accidentally revived his brother. Lilith deserved to die a very painful death.
When everyone went to bed, Sam got up quietly.
"Samuel Matthew Winchester, where do you think you're going?" Dean demanded when Sam went into the kitchen. Bobby and Ellen were with him.
"Nothing. I was just going to get something to eat," Sam lied.
"Then why do you have your bags?" Bobby asked him.
Sam sighed angrily. "I was just gong to find Lilith," he confessed.
"You don't go on your own. You wait for us," Ellen scolded.
"Lilith needs to die," Sam told his brother, Bobby, and Ellen through clenched teeth.
"Of course she does, but don't you ever try to run off by yourself again! Now go to bed!" Dean told his younger brother angrily.
Sam sighed, and went upstairs. Dean followed his brother.
"What are you doing?" Sam asked.
"I don't trust you to be alone right now," Dean said to his brother.
"That's not fair," Sam whined.
"It isn't fair that you want to go off alone to kill Lilith," Dean pointed out.
Sam scowled and got into bed. Dean followed him into the bed. He faced the wall instead of Sam.
Sam sighed angrily. He was twenty-five years old (Was his birthday yesterday or today? He can't remember through the haze of Dean's death and resurrection.) and deserved to be treated as such. He wasn't a baby. Why didn't Dean understand that?
Sam rolled over and accidentally kicked his brother. Dean kicked him back.
"Go to sleep, Sam," Dean warned.
"I'm not tired," Sam whined. He had slept for most of the day because of exhaustion.
"Go to sleep anyway, Sammy."
Sam felt sobs building up again, but he pushed them back down.
Now wasn't the time to cry, even if his brother had been killed right in front of him. Although Sam was glad Dean was alive again, he still felt bad about his powers reappearing.
Bobby was looking at him differently now, like he expected Sam to snap any minute. Missouri was staying out of his mind. Sam knew that because telepathy had joined in on his list of total powers.
Ellen now looked at Sam like she expected him to bring everyone back to life.
Sam absolutely hated the way Dean was looking at him.
Dean seemed to be afraid. His brother had never believed Sam was cursed, but Sam just knew Dean saw it that way now. Sam had killed everyone he had ever loved. Dean may have thought it was his fault John was dead, but Sam knew better.
If he had just killed Azazel back in that cabin, the car accident wouldn't have happened. John then wouldn't have had to sacrifice himself for Dean, who would have been just fine.
"Stop thinking and go to sleep," Dean angrily told Sam.
Sam ignored him. He didn't understand why Dean had faith in him. He was pretty sure Dean had lost all of his faith anyway, when Sam failed to save him from the deal.
Dean hated him. Sam understood that, but it hurt so much.
Sam needed to find Lilith badly.
TBC
