AN: Gooooooooooooooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! I know, I know. I suck. *headtodesk* I'm still figuring out a schedule, and my hand's not doing any better...sigh. Not too mention, I feel so tired, like I haven't slept in days. Blegh. I think I'm either coming down with a cold or the bug that's been going around. Anyways, I'm really sorry you guys and gals. I'm doing my best here. Blegh again...I think I may take a day or two and just forget about writing or anything. Just put my headphones in and just let the music carry me away. But then I would feel bad for not updating...*headtodeskagain* Unnnnn...I don't know what to do...*cries* Alright enough of that. I'm okay, though. Really. Just haven't felt like me in the last few couple of days. Pfffffft...so anyways. Forgot to mention that this 'verse is shorter than the other. This one only has three stories in it. This one, the next, and the final. So there's only two stories left in this 'verse, and I don't know how many chapters are left for this one; though I remember this being a little short. *shrugs* Anyways, here we go! When we left off, John arrived at Bobby's and he has a mark?! But what mark is it?!

spnfanforlife-Johnny boy, you dun f*$&ed up bruh! Thank you as always my darling!

babyreaper-It's good to ask questions my darling! And yes, all will be revealed!

Aziza Maye-We shall see my darling ;) and thank you for your patience! It's greatly appreciated!

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So Many Problems, So Little Time

Sam looked at the glowing mark and gasped. How and why did his father bare that horrible mark! Didn't he realize that mark would bring him down and he would suffer?! What was his idiot father thinking?!

"Dad. Where did you get that mark?" Sam asked through greeted teeth.

"Sammy?" Dean asked frowning at the serious look on his brother's face.

"Answer me dad! Where'd you get that mark!?" Sam shouted.

John laughed and looked at his son. "Well Sammy boy. I got this little beauty from Cain himself."

"No...you-you MORON!" Sam shouted again making everyone jump.

"Sam-"

"The mark he wears? It's the Mark of Cain. The mark depending on the person, will either slowly or quickly turn you into a demon." Sam growled showing off his canine teeth. "Once a demon there's no going back."

"Is there a cure?" Dean asked.

"Who says I want to be cured?! I think I like this disease!" John smirked darkly.

Bobby grabbed some duct tape and covered John's mouth with it. The others were glad really. That wasn't John talking. They knew that John was a loving and caring man. But after died he changed. He went out one night and didn't come home for days. When he did, he was angry all the time and yelling at the boys for something they didn't do. So basically they would be in trouble for nothing. Other times John would just lash out. But none of them had realized that the man was slowly turning into a demon! If they had, they would've looked for every possible cure to help him! But what had John done? And is there a cure?

The family looked to Sam and he shook his head grimly.

"There is a cure. There are two ways to get rid of the mark. One, pass it to someone else. But it doesn't always work. You have to "worthy" in order for the mark to claim you. The second, is to kill his brother." Sam said grimly.

"But the only brother dad has is Uncle Bobby." Dean said softly.

"It wouldn't work anyhow. Bobby is only dad's half brother. Bobby would need to be dad's whole brother, but even then, I wouldn't give up my Uncle Bobby for that mark." Sam said with venom in his voice at the word mark.

Bobby was touched at that. But now, they had a problem. Neither of them were worthy of the mark, they didn't have to try, they knew. They kill dad's brother, he didn't have a whole brother and Bobby was only his half. They were truly at a loss. What Sam wanted to know, was why he got the mark. But the more he thought about it, the more he got it. John had gotten the mark for Mary. His mother. John wanted her back, and was blinded by his grief. So instead of taking care of Sam and his big brother, he risked their lives and got a mark they couldn't get off of him.

Sam had gone upstairs and so deep into research he didn't pay any attention to his family. He was looking for something, like a loophole to get the mark off. Hours later Sam had fallen to sleep on the books he was reading at Bobby's desk. Dean smiled sadly and shook his head. He picked Sam up bridal style and carried him upstairs.

"Night night time for all Sammys." Dean whispered.

Dean carried Sam into their room then got his brother ready for bed. Once his baby was ready for bed, he tucked him in for the night.

"Sweet dreams baby boy." Dean whispered carding a hand through Sam's long locks. He smiled when Sam leaned into his touch and snuggled into the blankets.

Dean got ready for bed himself, then went to make sure his father was still locked down tight. Before they left the panic room, they made sure no supernatural creature could get in nor out. The chains that were covered in sigils were hold him tight and still. He was still gagged, and the panic room door was locked down tight.

Nodding to himself, he went back to Sammy and laid down in his own bed. He fell to sleep with a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach.

John somehow managed to escape and snuck up to the boys room. He grabbed Sam and dragged his struggling son downstairs. He had Sam in a steel grip with a hand covering his mouth.

"It'll be alright kiddo. Daddy promises." John cooed.

Sam was scared and needed his brother, like now!

DEAN! HELP ME!

"SAMMY!" He heard call for him and pounded down the stairs.

"Dad! Let him go!" Dean demanded.

"Not just yet." John smirked.

Oh no! What is John up too!?

Until Next Time! *eats a doughnut* I'm now happy. I has doughnut.