I have discovered that I have been lied to. There is no vacation in my summer... :( Oh well... I 'll get over it eventually.
SAM FANS: This chapter will be Sammy's reckoning! No more hate!
Ok so yeah. This one will be mucho short because the next chapter is more actiony and this one is more explainy so yeah.
Sam found himself seated under an apple tree a few yards from camp. He just needed some space and time to think. He would never, ever, ever do anything to hurt the people he loved. Yet somehow he found himself doing those unthinkable things. What kind of sick bastard agrees to joining the enemy and killing his family? Though Sam suspected it wasn't of his own volition. Picking an apple, Sam made his mind to set about solving his mystery.
To say Crowley was irritated, was in the least a huge understatement. Two of his prisoners were gone and now Sam's chances of making a full turn were gone. He may not have known it, but Crowley wasn't entirely truthful with Sam. To be fair, when was he ever truthful to anyone? Nope. Never.
Dean had been injected with poison loaded into the arrow shafts. With Sam it had not been poison. It was something entirely different. He had come across a temple in his travels that grew a very specific kind of flower. This particular flower was able to release toxins into the air that attacked the command processing center of the brain. In more potent levels, it could cause anyone to completely succumb to another.
Sam had been injected with the toxin, unknowingly. That way if Crowley could implant ideas, Sam wouldn't be able to resist carrying them out. Plus, he would never even know he was under control.
Sam ran past the rows and rows of tents. The air smelled of wood smoke from the victory bonfire. The commanding tent loomed above everything like a poised dragon. Sucking in a deep breath of confidence he pushed his way through. "CROWLEY!" But the tent was empty.
"What Sam?"
Sam spun to the entrance where he had heard the voice. Crowley stepped out of the shadowy corner and blocked the only exit.
His confidence dwindled and faded.
"Um... I was thinking and I-"
"Thinking isn't good for you Sam. Especially not in this state. Maintain your focus and rest up your leg."
"Ok, but I-"
"No buts Sam. Go to bed. I need you to inspect the guard tomorrow and provide training before the attack."
"Ok. I was gonna-"
"Go to bed Sam."
Unsure of what to say, Sam just nodded and left. I thought I was going to say something? God, now I can't remember.
"Go to bed Sam." And that's just what he was going to do.
Cas wasn't sure if they had been pursued in the first place, but at the time it appeared to be safe. The journey ahead would take time. Seemingly the only thing that they sort of had. The army had been on an eastern campaign. So they needed to travel away from the east, through the central lands, and toward the west. If they didn't stop riding then that whole journey would last seven days.
In their condition however, that didn't seem very likely. What they needed was a miracle.
Again sorry for the shortness. Some things need to be saved for the next chapter so stay tuned and REVIEW!
And to those who are interested, I will be writing another story very soon. Keep your eyes peeled. There may or may not be possessed sharks. :)