Thank you for all the new favorites and followers I've gotten, feel free to review too, they make me happy! Special thanks to Trumansshell for being an awesome beta! I will try to update this more often. For some reason I'm having a hard time with this story. I know what I want but it's not cooperating with me. :) Thanks for sticking with me.
I lay me here to sleep;
No night-mare shall plague me,
Until they swim all the waters
That flow upon the earth,
And count all the stars
That appear in the sky!
Thus help me God Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen!
Franz Felix Adalbert Kuhn (Poem to ward off Mares)
The days came and went much the same as the ones before. Sam and Dean worked on all kinds of research from many different countries. Sam really appreciated that his family ate with him. He was getting stir crazy down here in the panic room. He was still having nightmares even though there was no way Azazel could get to him in the panic room. Sam practiced moving things as often as he could without suspicion. He compared moving things now to what it had been like after drinking the "juice". It was much harder now. What was that stuff?
Azazel's fifteen day time-line came and went and that was the only reason Sam was glad to be where he was. He was happy not to have to see the man but, he feared the repercussions it might have on him once he was finally allowed to emerge into normal society. Well, as normal as the Winchester's lives can be.
As promised, Dean got the belt once a week for a month. John almost didn't go through with it but one thing he knew as a parent, don't say it unless you mean it. His kids had to trust his word so he followed through. When Dad spanked him after Ellen left he got eight licks with the belt, the next week six, then four and finally just two yesterday.
Sam was beginning to go stir crazy. He was well and needed to get out and run. Dean stayed with him. He convinced his Dad to put off his extra P.T. until after they moved back upstairs. They had been back at Uncle Bobby's for one month and 3 days, Sam was counting.
Bobby and John brought food down and they are every meal as a family. It would have been easy to just send food down but John and Bobby tried to spend as much time with Sam as they could. It was lunch time and they all gathered around to eat. Sam almost couldn't sit still.
"What's the matter with you Sammy?" Dad asked.
"I need to get out of here. Please Daddy, Please! I want to run and feel the sun not just see it through the fan." Sam begged. "I have to be off Azazel's radar by now! Please!"
"I can take him out and we could run five miles around the side yard. We know how many times that is Dad."
"I know you know son, You've both ran it more times than I care to count. I just don't want anything to happen to either of you."
"Yes sir, we understand but please think about it."
"Okay, after dinner we'll all go out for a while. We sleep in the bunker tonight but Uncle Bobby and I will talk about the pro's and con's and let you know tomorrow what we decide."
Sam jumped up and hugged his Dad,
"Thank you, thank you, Daddy!"
"Calm down son. I didn't say you could move out yet." John said, "I guess I should have been taking you out for a while here and there. I was just scared, sorry boys."
"It's okay Daddy. I've been scared too.
"Okay, I know you boys have a research project to do. Uncle Bobby and I'll do the dishes and talk. I expect the reports before dinner, understand?"
"Yes sir." the both answer.
"Good boys!" John says as he grabs a stack of dishes and heads up the stairs to wash them.
"So Bobby, what do you think? Should I let them move back upstairs?"
"Well, as much as you'd love to you can't keep them locked up forever Johnny. I'm surprised they've lasted as long as they have."
"Me too, I just don't want that demon to get close to either of my boys again."
"I know you want to protect them Johnny but they've got to live their lives too."
"Okay, I'll let them move upstairs tonight."
"What is this research for anyway?" Sam asked his big brother.
"It's for Miss Ellen, she' needed help researching a hunt and Dad believes we have more creatures from other countries here." Dean explained.
"I guess," Sammy said, "What's the deal with these new creatures showing up all over anyway?"
"I think it has something to do with a demon war or something like that."
"How did you hear about that?" Sam looks puzzled at his brother.
"I overheard Dad talking to someone on the phone about stuff like that."
"Say it Dean. It's okay, I know who and what you're talking about."
"Fine, it has something to do with a war Azazel mentioned. Creatures from all over the globe want to get in on the action so they're coming here."
"I'm supposed to lead the war." Sam whispered.
"What was that son?"
"Oh, hello Dad. It was nothing sorry. Almost done here." Sam says as he is quickly trying to act like he didn't say anything.
"Samuel Joseph, what did you say?"
"Something I need to know about Johnny?" Bobby asks coming into the room.
"We'll all know when Sam repeats what he said. Now tell me!" John says yelling at his son. "Tell me now or I start swatting until you do."
Sam felt he had no choice, so he mumbled. "I'm supposed to lead that war."
"What do you mean by that?" Dean asked.
"I mean, I have demon blood in me and Azazel was trying to teach me skills to lead his army in the war."
"Is that why he wanted you?"
"Yes sir, he wanted me to stay with you so you could teach me to be a soldier and told me to watch you so I could learn to be a great leader."
"Why didn't you tell me Sammy?"
"I didn't want you to know my destiny is to lead what you hunt," Sam whispered tears running down his face. "What killed mom."
John crossed the room in two strides and picked up his youngest son. Sam burst into tears and clung to his Dad's neck and cried.
"M' sorry, M' sorry. It killed Mom and it wants me too." Sammy cried. "I don't want to be the leader!"
"Then you don't have to." He explained to his son.
"I don't?" Sammy choked back his sob and looked at his Dad. "Azazel says I do. He says it's my destiny."
"I don't believe in destiny. I believe you get to choose and if you choose not to do it, he will find someone else." John sat down not letting go of his baby. "If you don't do it what other choice does he have?"
"I really don't have to do what he wants me to?"
"No you don't."
"Hold on, was there something he asked you to do?" Dean asked.
"No," Sam answered all too quickly but nobody said anything so he didn't either.
It rose a red flag with Bobby but he decided to see how things played out. He doubted Sam would reveal anything right now anyway. He needed to see that what his Dad said was true and trust in that, then he would come to them if he needed to.
"Have you two finished? Let me rephrase that question. Have you two started the research?" John asked.
"No sir." Sam said still on his Dad's lap leaning into his chest.
"Okay, you good now Sammy?" He asked dropping a kiss to the top of his head.
"Yes sir. I'm okay."
"Alright," Dad said standing Sammy back up again. "Get to it please!"
"Yes sir," Came the twin reply.
Bobby looked at John and nodded towards the door with his eyes and head.
"Do either of you need anything before Uncle Bobby and I head up to get some fresh coffee?"
"No sir."
They both researched the creature they were given. Dean was deep in thought and didn't hear Sam's question.
"Dean!"
"Sorry Sammy, what's wrong?"
"Do you think the reason I keep having nightmares is because of these creatures?" He asked showing Dean the website he was on.
"Let me see, the Mare, a creature known by many names that sits on the chest of the person it's attacking and tries to torture, bother or strangle it's victims. It brings on bad dreams and can cause it's victim to die in its sleep."
"Let's hope that one of these isn't after you. I think it's just because you were sick and tortured by Azazel not a Mare that you were having nightmares."
"Good thanks Dean."
"How can you spot one? Do they have any powers?"
"They're witches. They take can take on animal form when they attack. It's their spirit that leaves the witch. They can fly and hover and when they die they can return as ghosts."
"How do you kill them?"
"With a dagger that has the blood of its latest victim on it, just like a Siren."
"Weird, I wouldn't have thought something that gave you nightmares was like a siren."
"Me either, so what creature did you get?" Sam asks his brother.
"It's called a Nix. It's a German water fairy."
"There's such a thing?"
"Yep, it says here that they lure one victim into the water once a year and kill them. If you make them an offering to them it will stop a drought. They like to sing and dance and have unusual feet and slits for ears. In human form they may have a tail but the hem of their clothes is always wet."
"So they're like a mermaid?"
"Kind of, but they're shape shifters. If you see one dance across the water it means death by drowning soon. The males kidnap human women and the females often assist in childbirth and switch the babies with changelings."
"They sound really bad. They should just stay in Germany! Is there a way to tell if someone is one?"
"They can't eat food made with salt and of course their feet and ears. Not sure about the changelings though."
"How do you kill one?"
"Like a shape shifter. Silver through the heart in a bullet or a blade. But, again, I'm not sure about the changelings."
"Okay, now that we're done with that, wanna play checkers?"
"We have to do our lines but he said only one page, I think."
"I haven't checked yet." Sam gets his line book. Dad decided that he was just going to give each boy a notebook and write a sentence and amount in it a day for the entire time they were grounded.
"Man, he sucks."
"Sam quiet, if he heard you, you'd get swatted or get your mouth rinsed out with soap."
"Well, look at my lines, 'I will try harder to not get grounded'."
"That does suck. Wow he's grabbing at straws now! Mine are, 'I will follow dad's orders'. "
"He thinks he's funny."
"Well, nothing we can do about it, let's get done and play checkers."
"Okay!"
As the boys finished their research and wrote their lines Bobby and John had a long talk.
"I'm not sure about the move now."
"I know Johnny but as I said before, they can't stay down there forever. It's been over a month and if you don't let them out, they're going to sneak out and then we got troubles."
"I know but dammit Singer, do you think that bastard asked Sammy to do something?"
"As fast as he answered no, I'd guess yes!"
"Son of a bitch he needs to die! Him and his brat kids."
"We'll find them! Johnny."
"We need to keep an eye on Sam. Watch him to see if there is anything strange going on."
"I agree. Should we include Dean in this?"
"Not right now. Not unless we have to."
"Okay, I'm going to call Ash and see if he has any new news."
"I'm going to take a run. I need to do some thinking."
"Alright."
They hollered at Dean and he helped bring down the food. They started eating but Sam was excited and bouncy.
"Settle down Sammy." Dean whispered. "You might blow our chance of going outside."
John leaned over and whispered, "You're still going outside but you might be a little sore walking if you catch my drift."
"Caught, understood and calming down sir."
"Good to hear." John laughed. "I have some news for you both if you want to sit still long enough for me to tell you."
"Yes sir," they both said.
"After dinner, I want you both to..."
"AHHH Dad, you promised we could go outside!"
"And you will but.."
"No, that's not fair, there shouldn't be a but. We deserve to go outside."
"Samuel, listen to me."
"NO, THIS LIKE EVERYTHING ELSE IS BULLSHIT."
Sam was picked up and popped once.
"You will listen to what I have to say. You will be respectful. Am I clear?"
"Yes sir," Sam cried with tears in his eyes. This was the first time his Dad had popped him since he had gotten back. He was hugged deeply and set on his feet.
"Okay, I want you to pack your things and take them to your room before you go outside. Okay?"
Dean answered but Sam just sat there with his head lowered with tears falling.
"Sammy?"
He didn't answer or look up at his Dad.
"Sammy, look at me please."
Sam finally looked up at his Dad. John took his thumbs and wiped the tears away and said,
"It's okay son. I understand you're excited and anxious to go outside. It's okay Sam."
"M'sorry sir." Sam whispered.
John cupped the side of his face. Sam leaned into the hand.
"I'm sorry too Sammy. I should have let you move back upstairs last week but I'm just scared something bad is going to happen. I forgive you if you forgive me."
He pulled away from the caress and said, "Deal."
The rest of the meal went by quickly. Sam and Dean finished and were thrilled to be packing. It had been over a month and they both longed to be able to go outside the panic room but were both eager to go outside again.
They ran from the panic room and threw their stuff on their bed. John looked at Bobby and shrugged his shoulders and said,
"Sorry Singer, I'm letting it go this time. Emotions are too high right now and I just don't want to deal with it."
"It's okay Johnny. Boys just got to be boys sometimes." He patted the younger man on the back and they headed up the stairs and out the back door to keep an eye on the boys.
Dean and Sam ran around the yard. Sam had been used to running every morning had missed the runner's "high." So he decided to just run and run. He ran until he couldn't run anymore, which wasn't very long. One because he'd been really sick for a while and two he was stuck in an iron room for over a month so he was very much out of shape.
John and Bobby enjoyed seeing the boys having fun and being boys. Both were on high alert looking for any sign of trouble, meaning Azazel.
"Come in" Azazel yelled as the knocking on the door grew louder.
"Sir? " the demon that came in bowed.
"What is it?"
"The boy is out of hiding. I found him outside at Bobby Singer's place."
"Ahhh good thank you."
"What's going on Daddy?" Meg asked walking into the room with Tom right behind her.
"It seems your brother is finally out of hiding. He better hope he practiced or he'll be one sorry little boy."
"So are we going to go see him tonight?"
"No, we'll give him a few nights of freedom. Let him think we don't know where he is and then pop in and throw him off guard."
Sammy had a bad nightmare the first night upstairs. He was tossing, turning and screaming but it wasn't anything he hadn't had down in the panic room so nobody was worried. Dean and John calmed him down and he climbed into bed with his brother and he slept soundly the rest of the night.
Sam was more worried about Azazel showing up that it was causing him to have the nightmares in the first place. By the fourth night with no Azazel showing up, Sam relaxed. He was able to sleep soundly without waking up scared. He relaxed and things were going great.
Sam remembered the conversation he had with his Dad and decided that he wasn't going to continue to practice moving things. Azazel can leave him alone and find someone else. Sam was at ease for the first time in a very long time. He was safe in the panic room but he was still burdened with the knowledge that he was going to see Azazel one day and he was destined to lead his army. Now not only was he free but so was his soul!
He got up that morning and did his usual run, followed by breakfast, which he helped prepare. After they all ate, there were dishes and extra chores, which he actually enjoyed doing because Uncle Bobby or Dad, which ever on came up with the chores for the day, made sure that Sam was working with Dean or one of them on a major project. It wasn't often that he got the one on one attention he was getting from anyone of his family before. There was always a hunt here or there that needed to be done.
Azazel was watching little Sammy and decided he looked too happy and he hadn't once seen him practice his assignment, which angered the demon tremendously. He made up his mind the tonight he'd visit his wayward son and reign him back in. He was sure it was going to end up and over the knee conversation but he was up for it.
Sammy climbed into bed on a high note. He got to spend a part of his day working with each member of his family and he was enjoying the extra attention, even if he had to work to do it. Azazel was watching him and getting angrier and angrier. Sam easily drifted off to sleep.
"Samuel Joseph Winchester, get your ass down here right now."
'No, no no calm down Sam, it's just a dream. This isn't happening!' Sam was starting to toss in his sleep.
"Come on Sammy boy. Daddy Azazel is waiting for you. We have a lot to discuss and more lessons for you to learn. Come on son." Azazel taunted.
'Not your son, go away! You're not really here. Sleep Sammy sleep.'
"Come on Sammy, don't make me call Daddy Don!"
"No no no." Sam was chanting and thrashing in the bed. "Not real this is just a dream."
"Whoa Sam, wake up dude. Come on little bitch wake up."
"Thanks Jerk I'm awake now. Can I sleep with you?"
"Sure, come on over."
John bounds up the stairs expecting to find the boys horsing around. He sees Dean lifting the covers and Sammy climbing in and realizes he has had another dream, bad enough to need the reassurance of his big brother he mellows and asks,
"You boys okay? I heard some commotion."
"Sorry Daddy, I had a nightmare and Dean offered to let me come sleep with him."
"You alright now buddy?"
"Yes sir, night Daddy."
"Good night boys!"
"Night Dad." they both said.
Sam felt safe as he drifted off to sleep next to Dean. Dean made sure he had his weapons in place before allowing himself to sleep.
"Samuel Joseph Winchell, get your ass down here NOW!"
Sam jerked in his sleep but in his mind he jerked awake. He was shaking all over when he heard his 'Dad's' voice booming from down stairs. 'You're not real, You're not real.' was the mantra Sam quoted over and over in his head.
"I'm going to count to three and you'd better be over this chair!"
'No, oh please no. Wake up Sam come on wake up.'
"One!"
'Please jerk yourself awake. Dean please wake me up please!'
"You don't want to play with me little boy!"
'DADDY, I NEED YOU TO WAKE ME UP!'
"TWO!"
'Nooooooooo.' Sam thought as he quickly got out of bed. He couldn't risk three so he ran to get into position.
"Good boy! Miss me?"
Sam hoped that he didn't expect a verbal answer because he didn't think he could give one. He just kept wishing and hoping that he would wake up before Azazel showed up. He was caught off guard as the belt fell across his backside. Don was wasting no time. Usually he had him lose the Pjs but not this time. He just swung away. Sam was already crying and he knew he was being a wimp but he had gotten it in his mind that he was done with this crap and here they show up again.
"I guess you did miss me because you forgot the rules. Now that you've been punished for not being ready, how about you drop the pants and boxers and we'll start your punishment."
Sam couldn't believe what he heard. That was because he hadn't bared his backside. He tried again to wake up from this nightmare but no luck so he lowered his pants and boxers and grabbed on. Fifteen licks later and Sam is a sobbing mess. He jumps when he feels a hand rubbing his back.
"Settle down Sammy boy. I'm here now. Daddy Don won't come back unless I need him."
"What do you want Azazel?" Sam yelled reaching down to pull up his pants. "OWW" Sam yelled as he spun around caught off guard by Meg.
"Don't talk to Daddy that way. Have some respect."
"Why would I have respect for a fucking demon?" Sam questioned, clothes fixed.
"Because you have his blood in you too!"
"Alright children ENOUGH!" Azazel yelled.
"Again, what do you want Azazel, sir?"
"A little better but still disrespectful shall I call Don back?"
"No sir, not necessary."
"Now we're getting somewhere. Want to tell me where the hell you've been?"
"In a demon proof room."
"How convenient to have. They finally sprung you?"
"Yes sir, they thought I might be safe."
"Well son, we have a lot of work to catch up on! Have you practiced?"
"For a while but not anymore." Sam was shaking and nervous but he stood his ground. "I'm done! I'm not doing this anymore, get someone else! There are many other kids, you told me so yourself so get another one and leave me alone!"
"What did you just say to me?"
Sam swallowed hard and cleared his throat and told him,
"I said I'm done."
"You don't get to make that choice little boy! I choose you. You're my favorite and I want you to win. You are the only one who's gifts have manifested so early. Your Father's a great leader and can train you to be a great soldier and leader. So, no you don't get to quit."
"My Dad told me I don't have to do this. Destiny is bullshit and I get to choose and I don't choose you."
Azazel smacked Sam hard enough for him to lose his balance. Sam just grabbed his cheek and sat on the floor.
"Now Sammy my boy. I'm sorry about that but you don't have a choice. You have your gifts and I'm going to help you master them."
"No I won't." Sam yelled then he started, "Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritusnomnis," He used the power he had been working on to throw things around the room. He threw salt at Azazel with no consequences. He used his mind to toss the kitchen knives around the room.
"Meg, Tom leave." Azazel ordered.
Sam continued the exorcism. Azazel pulled out a chair and waited for him to finish.
"Are you done now boy? So glad you've been practicing!"
Sam thinking he said it wrong started again. "Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritusnomnis,"
"Sammy, Sammy Sammy, you got it right. Daddy taught you well but, I'm the king of hell. I can walk through salt lines, take a bath in Holy water and I'm also immune to exorcisms."
Sam stopped and didn't know what to do from there.
"Toss the chair across the room."
Sam didn't want to but it seemed he didn't have a choice so he tossed it right at the demon's head.
"Enough Samuel. I thought we could just pick up where we left off but I see I was wrong. You need to be reminded who is in charge!"
"Fine where do you want me sir?"
"Oh how soon we forget Sammy. Do you remember what I told you would happen next time you're disrespectful to me or don't listen to me? Take your time and think Sammy. I'll be back tomorrow night. Let's see if you remember by then."
"Noooo, wait please, I remember. Give me one more chance it's been over a month please!" Sam yelled into the air. Azazel was gone and he got desperate. "Please don't hurt my family. I'm sorry I'll do whatever you want." Sam sunk to his knees crying as he remembered Azazel's words 'But be warned, mess with me again and you or one of you family members is going to FEEL my disappointment. Do you understand me son?' "Please, don't hurt them!"
Sam woke up in his bed. He was crying.
"M' sorry, don't hurt them."
"Sammy, what's wrong?"
"Oh Dean," he cried into his brother's chest not wanting to let anyone know Azazel was back for fear of being sent back to the panic room. While he liked the idea of that, Azazel would hurt Uncle Bobby or Dad if they weren't under the protection of the iron room.
"Another bad dream buddy?"
"Yeah, sorry I don't mean to be a baby."
"Hey, after all you've been through I expected this. I knew eventually not being in the bunker would catch up with you and cause you to have a nightmare. Don't worry about it. You need a glass of water or something?"
"Yes please."
"Okay I'll be right back. Will you be okay until then?"
"Yeah jerk, I'm fine."
"Okay bitch, I'll be right back."
Sam waited until he heard Dean head down the stairs. He heard him talking to Dad and Uncle Bobby explaining the dream to them. Sam took this opportunity to whisper into the dark,
"Azazel sir, please I just forgot your warning. I promise if you don't hurt my family, I'll do whatever you want me to. I'll practice and whatever you want me to do. Just please don't hurt them. I'll take extra spankings anything please."
Dean heard Sam's voice but couldn't make out what he was saying. When he got closer to the room all he heard was 'anything please' and figured he was praying so he pretended not to hear a thing. He handed his baby brother the glass of water. He took the empty glass and asked,
"You okay to go back to sleep?"
"Yes sir, I am."
"If you're not, Dad says you can go down to the kitchen and he'll make you a warm cup of milk."
Sam smiled at that. It actually sounded like something he'd enjoy, being pampered but he remembered that Azazel was going to punish a member of his family for his transgressions and he couldn't live with being fussed over when one of them would be suffering because of his disobedience so he said,
"As long as I can still crash with you, I'll be okay."
"Of course you can crash with me. Come on baby brother."
"Dean I'm not a baby."
"I know just humor me okay?"
"Okay Dean, I can do that."
"Okay let's get some shut eye, you're disturbing my beauty rest."
"Oh my God Dean, I'm so sorry."
"Why what did you do?" Dean asks looking all around making sure none of his stuff was messed up.
"It's just you're so ugly you need all the sleep you can get and I disturbed it."
"Listen you little bitch, I'm adorable!"
"Right jerk." Sam was trying to lighten the mood when inside he was scared to death of what Azazel might do.
Dean recognized Sam's ploy to advert attention to his problems so he didn't say anything he just played along. They climbed in bed and Dean pulled Sam closer but didn't say a word. Sam relaxed and allowed his brother to comfort his fears. He was shaking but tried to control it. He was restless but settled down and went to sleep with Dean's help rubbing his back.
John and Bobby headed to bed about an hour later. John decided to check on his boys before he turned in. When he opened the door he was taken aback by what he saw.
"Bobby" He yelled as he ran into the room. "Dean, Dean!"
Sam instantly woke because of the fear he heard in his dad's voice. He looked over at his brother and screamed.
"DEAN!"
Bobby ran in, shooting and yelling,
"What the fuck is that thing. Sam get away."
"No, Dad he's not breathing!"
"Oh God no," Nothing was working. It just sat on Dean's chest, face over his mouth.
Sam realized what it was and yelled!
"Dad, I need a dagger and the first aid kit."
"Sammy get the hell away from it. NOW!"
"Trust me, I know what it is! I need a dagger before it's too late, Please."
Bobby had left as soon as Sam asked for it and he returned and tossed it near Sam. Sam grabbed it and they thought he was going after the creature but when it was clear he meant to stab Dean Dad asked,
"Sammy, what the hell are you doing?"
"Trust me." Sam yelled
Then he stabbed Dean in the upper arm, pulled out the dagger and thrust it in the Mare's chest. It shrieked and shriveled up and died. He couldn't drop the dagger and stood there and started to shake. He was crying and saying,
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. Dean please don't die! Please! "I'm sorry Please. I'll be good, Don't die!"
"Hey brat, what the hell is going on?" Dean asked "I'm not going anywhere."
He noticed blood all over Sammy's hands. He sat up and went to check on Sammy when his dad grabbed him in a bone crushing hug. He was crying and Dean was freaked out, Dad doesn't cry. He realized his arm was killing him and looked down and saw the blood.
"Sammy are you okay?"
"Dean, I'm sorry. I had to I didn't mean to I'm sorry. He won't hurt you anymore. I promise. I'll be good." Sam collapsed and cried.
Dean got up and went to Sam's side. He pried the dagger out of his hand and wrapped his arms around his brother. John moved with them and gathered his sons up in his arms.
"What the hell was that thing?" Bobby asked.
"It was a Mare! That was the creature I had to research for Miss Ellen." Sammy cried.
"Sammy, did you stab me?"
"I had to Dean. I'm sorry. It could only be killed with a dagger with your blood on it. You weren't breathing I had to just do it fast. I could cut you, I had to do it quickly. I'm sorry please forgive me!"
"Hey, you saved my life Sammy. Of course I forgive you."
"I'm sorry Daddy. If you need to punish me I understand."
"Tiger, why would I punish you? You saved Dean's life. Thank you."
"Don't thank me. My punishment was the only reason I even knew about it."
'Besides, this was my fault. If I'd followed Azazel's orders Dean wouldn't have almost died.' Sam thought. I almost got my brother killed.
"Well Winchesters, I think we aught to sew up our Dean before he bleeds all over the house. Let's all go down to the kitchen. You fix up your boys and I'll get us some coffee and some hot cocoa."
"Sounds good Bobby. You get Sam and I'll get Dean."
They went down and sewed Dean up and cleaned up Sam. They told Dad and Uncle Bobby about their research about Mares and eventually they all went to bed.
The next night as Azazel came for Sam, he looked into the demon's eyes and declared, "I'll do anything you ask of me. Just please don't hurt my family again!"
In my AU world, the panic room has a bathroom/shower attached to it.
Also for your reference information on Azazel,
Powers and Abilities
Is impervious to Holy Water and Salt and exorcism.
Possesses human hosts, but can exist in a disembodied form also, and has the ability to possess a reaper.
Can create and manipulate fire.
Is telekinetic, and has pinned humans to the walls and the ground using this power. Displays superhuman-strength.
He has the power to cause internal bleeding and grievous wounds with his mind.
Can enter a human's subconscious; he is able to enter Sam's mind and he shows Sam what really happened to his mother.
Has the authority to make deals.
Weaknesses
The Colt
Iron