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Herez the next chapter. Sorry I couldn't post for such a long time. Anywayzz here you go another chapter filled with angst and pain.

I don't own the characters unless I get them this year from Kripke as a Christmas gift.

Chapter 3

Sam and dean were driving around aimlessly on another road trip searching for new hunts. Dean sat in the driver's seat humming along Metallica that was blasting from the impala's speakers. Sam sat in the passenger seat looking out of the window.

"Dean could you reduce the volume? I think my ears have become permanently deaf after this." Sam shouted over the music

"sorry Sammy boy ! driver chooses the music. Shotgun shuts his cakehole!" dean yelled back

"its Sam. Sammy was a chubby twelve year old." Sam replied annoyed.

" to me you are always gonna be the Sammy who wears makeup around."

Dean then increased Metallica's volume effectively cutting out Sam's retort . they reached a diner and Sam received odd looks from everyone around in it. Sam sighed. It was Dean's entire fault. Apparently Dean thought it was funny to put purple hair color in Sam's shampoo bottle. So when Sam woke up today morning he was sporting a brand new look. Try as he could, it was really impossible for Sam to hide the clown color from his hair with a baseball cap.

They ordered their food. Dean as usual was feasting on his greasy burger while Sam munched on what dean called 'rabbit food'. After the burger Dean had an enormous slice of apple pie, eating it so eagerly and hogging it with his hands that everyone in the restaurant was giving them dirty looks. Wasn't it enough that everyone was staring at the two of them because a certain brother looked like a escaped circus clown? Dean just had to enhance the effect with his hogging the pie.

They got out of the diner in complete silence . Sam a little pissed off by the looks the two of them were getting while Dean seemed to be completely at ease. They got into the car and Dean turned on another Led Zeppelin cassette . they still had a few hours to reach the next town but those hours whipped by quickly. They shared their usual banter , argued over ordinary stuff and enjoyed each others company. They shared some brotherly fun and teasing.

By the time they reached the motel, night had fallen. Dean took the bed nearest to the door as usual and left Sam to take the one further away. The next day after breakfast they hit the road again.

Dean drove but something had changed since yesterday. Music no longer played in the stereo . Dean no longer talked and just drove looking straight ahead without glancing at Sam once. Something had changed . had Sam offended Dean somehow?

Sam thought of apologizing. The words were hardly out of his mouth when Dean shouted , " just don't say your sorry Sam. Yesterday was what we were before and this is what we are now. It doesn't change anything. What you have done to us, to the world. You don't deserve forgiveness Sam. After spoiling everything and betraying me you expect me to take you back when you wish to come back to me like nothing has happened. So just don't hell as well waste your time saying sorry because I know you don't mean it."

"Dean just listen to me once…please…" Sam pleaded

"sometimes Sam I think I never should have made the deal and gone to hell for you worthless brother. You didn't deserve it. I was naïve back then to have made the deal but if I get a chance now I would gladly jump back into hell just to save myself from the pain and misery of having such a person like you as a brother. I confided in you and you just stabbed at me behind my back. It hurts so much that hell would be practically a pleasure compared to this all. I should save you the trouble of repeating apologies you don't mean. Maybe I should just escape it all and go to hell." At the end Dean's voice became very soft with pain and betrayal.

Tears poured down Sam's face. Just then there was a flash of white light and on the backseat of the impala a little girl appeared with white eyes whom Sam recognized as Lilith.

She said, " Dean, all you have to do is take my hand and I will take you back there away from all this. The pain, the betrayals, the misery, you could escape it all. Just like that. You don't have to look into Sam's eyes everyday and see the meaningless apologies. You can be safe from all this. Escape it all when you have the chance. You know how he is going to become in a short period of time. A demonic entity." She raised her hand "you don't have to hang around to watch all this. What use is a backstabbing brother. Just take my hand and you will be free from all this" Lilith concluded. She inched her hand forward towards Dean.

"Dean you cannot actually be considering this. We can repair all of this mess. You don't need to go back there. It will be eternal torture. Dean please don't run away from us. From me. Don't leave me alone again." And with this Sam began to cry

Sam could see a strong conviction in Dean's eyes. Dean was going to except Lilith's offer.

"don't listen to him Dean. Remember all those things that he said about you a week ago. That's what Sam truly feels about you. Why do you need to stay and here hurtful things. When I can free you from all of this.?" Lilith said

"I am sorry Sam. But I have got to do this" Dean replied. He grabbed Lilith's hand without a thought. There was a flash of light and just like that Dean disappeared. That left Sam alone in the car crying and shouting , "Dean! No!"

Just then Sam woke up with a flash. He looked around in panic for Dean and then remembered that he was in Bobby's house and that Dean was downstairs sleeping on the couch , far away from Lilith and her offer. That night's events came rushing back to him. Them reaching Bobby's house, having dinner and Dean talking with Bobby. All of it came back and Sam began to cry alone in the dark with fresh gusto.

Was Dean so frustrated and tired of him that if Lilith made an offer, Dean would accept it without a blink of his eye? Was being with him so bad that hell would be like heaven in comparison? The thought that Dean would actually consider going back to eternal torture terrified Sam to his very core. Dean wouldn't leave him alone again would he?

But Sam knew that if he was being honest to himself , he had done some pretty horrendous things to Dean these past few months. So Sam couldn't blame Dean for wanting to get away from this. But the thought of being alone, away from Dean scared him. More tears began to pour out. Right now, Sam had never felt more alone than before. More tears escaped him and Sam was left alone crying in the dark.