AN: Gooooooooooooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! So sorry for the little delay. I couldn't focus for the life of me and also, I needed a break from writing for a night. Not being use to writing in first person, mentally exhausted me and that's were my all my focus went, and I was super tired. So yeah. Just needed a night off. So I took my night and relaxed. I'm all good now, and ready to get back to work! Anyways. This is the last chapter! The epilogue will be out tomorrow. I was going to have it out tonight along with this chapter but I want to finish the chapters I'm working on for my book. So yeah. Final chapter already. Amazing how days and stories fly by. The last one will be the longest. I had to reduce it a bit, for reasons and my sanity's sake. I also had to change the ending because I forgot that Sammy died at the end, and he didn't come back either. Pfffft. So I had to put in a happy ending. Anyways, let's get going! When we left off, what the Holy Hell was the family doing here!?

Rafaela Amanda-Unnecessary for them to be there, yes. But for the plot's sake, it's necessary. The family has their own role in the upcoming war. So I agree with Dean, but for the plot, it's all necessary. And yes, all Sammy wants is his brother! Thank you darling!

spnfanforlife-Shit's getting real! Lol! Thank you darling!

Whisper-Get both. Just to be on the safe side! XD

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I Told You. Reunions Suck.

Sam sighed in sleepy contentment and rolled over, snuggling further into his blankets. He should really get up but he didn't want to. Yes, he said he was sick of sleeping but his bed was so comfy and his blankets were toasty warm.

"Sammy? Wakey wakey sunshine." Dean called to him.

Sam moaned and shifted away from Dean. Dean can go eff off for a bit. He was still tired.

"Uh uh Sammy boy! Up and at'em! You need food and water." Dean nudged him.

"De, ti'ed." Sam murmured sleepily.

"I know baby boy. But you need to hydrate and such. Come on. You also need a shower." Dean said helping Sam to sit up. "How you feeling?"

"I'm fine." Sam yawned. He was feeling better honestly.

"You sure? Not lying to me?" Dean asked.

"Mmhmm." Sam hummed rubbing his eyes like a toddler.

'So damn adorable.' Dean thought. "Alright. Shower or food first?"

"Shower." Sam mumbled.

Dean nodded and gathered clean clothes for Sam to wear, and helped him in the bathroom. He let Sam take a shower and then kept an eye on him as they trekked down the hall. Sam stopped suddenly and felt Dean slam into him.

"Sammy? Are you okay?" Dean asked.

"Sam a Lam! You're up! How do you feel?" Gabriel asked.

"Wh what's going on?" Sam asked shakingly staring at the family member he'd lost over the years. "H how?"

"Do not be alarmed Sam. They're meant to be here." Michael said gently.

Sam took a step back. He suddenly felt like he couldn't breathe. He needed to leave, he had to get away before he killed them again.

"Sam?" Jessica asked.

"J Jess..."Sam stammered tears started streaming down his face.

Sam then bolted. He heard his brother calling for him and his family, but he couldn't go back. He couldn't kill them again. He got to the front door, but couldn't open it. He bolted back to his room and locked the door. He slid down the door and began crying.

"Sammy! Sam please open the door! Sammy!" Dean banged on the door.

He tried for a good twenty minutes to get Sam to come out but to no avail. He sighed sadly and placed his forehead on the door, willing for him to open to open the door and let him in. He could hear Sam crying and wanted to comfort him, but the damn door was in the way.

"Dean?" Dean heard Castiel call him from behind.

"Cas." Dean said softly.

"Dean, we should leave Sam be for the time being. This is all a bit overwhelming for him. We need to give him some space for now." Castiel said.

"Alright. For now." Dean agreed. Dean knocked on the door softly. "Sammy, I'll leave you alone for a while but you will eat later. I won't let you pass out from hunger."

Dean waited for answer and got it. Sam knocked on the door to say "okay", he really wanted to be alone right now. Dean reluctantly left Sam to his thoughts, and went back to his family.

"Dean, is Sam okay?" Jess asked.

"He'll be alright. He's a little overwhelmed." Dean said.

"Poor baby. I hope we didn't cause a relapse." Mary said.

"Sam'll be fine. Just needs to collect himself and his thoughts." Dean said.

The family was upset but they understood and decided to give Sam his space, and they got back to work. They were working on a plan to attack Lucifer and end this war once for all.

Back with Sam

Sam was tossing and turning in his sleep. His dream was a night terror.

Sam's Nightmare

Sam ran as fast and as hard as he could, but it didn't do him any good. He was being chased by his family and they were gaining on him. He tripped and fell. He felt hands grab him.

"No! Let me go! I'm sorry! Please!" He begged.

"YOU KILLED US! YOU MUST DIE!" They screamed.

"NO! HELP ME! SOMEONE! PLEASE! I'M SORRY!" He cried.

"DIE DEMON!" They roared.

He felt white hot pain and screamed.

Poor Sammy. But if I were in his shoes, that would probably happen with me. Night terror in all.

Until Next Time! *wraps myself up like a burrito because it's cool outside*