Second Chance

Chapter 8-Love and Hate Collide

Disclaimer: Yes, once again, I must state the following (no matter how bad it kills me inside): I do not own Supernatural, Sam or Dean Winchester, or a 1967 Chevy Impala. All I own is this plotline and Alayna, who I created for the purpose of this story. Besides that, I'm just playing with Eric Kripke's creations.

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Alayna's POV

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Two hours later, I was woken up by the familiar rumble of Dean's Impala. I got up and stretched before opening the door that adjoined Dean's room to mine and Sam's. Dean looked up from taking his coat off as I entered.

"Hey," he said, "you look like you just rolled out of bed."

"Funny," I said sarcastically. "Actually I did." I looked around, especially back into my room. "Where's Sam?"

"I thought he was here with you," he said, looking at me oddly.

"He got a text from you two hours ago, saying you were a few blocks away with a lead on this demon case," I said slowly.

Dean looked at me as if I'd gone crazy. "Alayna, I've been in a police office trying to find information on these mysterious death for the past three hours," he said, pulling out his phone. "And also…I don't text."

"Then where is he?" I asked crossly. Dean shrugged and flipped his phone open.

"We'll find him," he said, hitting Sam's speed dial number and sticking it to his ear. He held it for a few seconds before disconnecting the phone. "That's odd," he muttered.

"What?" I asked, looking from dean to the phone in his hand.

"It went straight to his voicemail," Dean responded. "Which means he has his phone off."

"Sam never turns off his phone," I mumbled, heading back into my room for my own phone. Dean followed me as I grabbed my phone, but before I could call out, a new voice joined mine and Dean's conversation.

"I warned you to stop him, Dean."

"Damn it, Castiel!" Dean said angrily. "Can't you warn somebody before you sneak up on them?"

I turned, seeing Dean's guardian angel standing by the door. I shifted uncomfortably, not knowing what to do. I'd met the angel once, but it was before…I sighed and put a hand on my stomach.

"Do you know where Sam is?" I asked timidly.

He looked at me with a grim expression. "I do," he said. "I was sent to tell the two of you…to inform you of Sam's wrongdoing."

"Is is bad, Cas?" Dean said, looking at Castiel with a worried expression. Dean only had an expression like that if Sam was in danger. Castiel nodded and lowered his head in apology before turning from me to Dean.

"I'm not to tell you exactly what he's doing," the angel said. "Just to inform you of his location. He's in an old warehouse, five minutes south out of town. He's not alone either, I'm afraid."

"Who's he with?" I asked suddenly, having a real bad feeling come over me.

"A demon…named Ruby."

"Ruby?" Dean said in surprise. "But…I thought…Lillith send her back…took her vessel to…" he trailed off, and I knew he was talking about the day he died.

"She found a new vessel apparently," Castiel said. "She's been trailing Sam for months, but," he glanced at me before continuing. "She must have persuaded him somehow."

"I'm going to kill that-"

"It would be wise not to finish that in my presence, Dean," Castiel warned suddenly. Dean glared at the angel before looking at me in concern.

"Alayna, are you okay?" he asked.

"No," I said truthfully. "I'm not."

Everything Sam had said…all the promised he made…none of it mattered anymore. This had been going on months…before the baby came into the picture…I looked away from Dean; Castiel had left once more.

"I'm sorry, Alayna," Dean said quietly. "I wish there was something I could do."

"There is," I said sharply, turning and grabbing my jacket. I put my phone in the pocket and turned back towards the door and opened it, not surprised to see Dean had followed me. "Let's find that warehouse."

"Alayna, think of your baby," he said, giving me a concerned look. I sighed and put my jacket of, walking out the door and heading towards the Impala. Reaching the classic car, I turned back to Dean.

"I am."

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Sam's POV

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"I think you're ready."

I looked at Ruby, who lay beside me. She still looked a bit pale, but after all, I had taken a large portion of her blood. I could feel it pulsing through my veins, needing to be tested. I could feel the strength of my powers, something I'm sure would terrify a normal person. But after all…I wasn't exactly normal, no matter how much I tried to convince myself.

"Do you know where this demon is?" I asked shortly, grabbing my jacket and throwing it on.

"Old warehouse out of town," she said, looking away from me. "Good thing about being a demon, you can sense the presence of other demons."

"Then how come I can't do that?" I said confused. After all, I might as well be a damn demon with the things I was doing.

Ruby scoffed. "Because your not a pure demon, Sam," she said.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You're still human, Sam. Your soul still has a bit of humanity intact," she said. "It's not a bad thing."

I shook my head. "It's still wrong," I said quietly, thinking of Dean, Alayna, and our unborn child. "I promised I wouldn't do this again."

"Sam, you're doing this to kill Lillith," Ruby said. "You're trying to make it safer for…Alayna…and…your…baby."

I turned away from Ruby and smirked; she knew what Alayna and the baby meant to me…how important they were to me. Yet…here I was with Ruby of all people, breaking the promise I'd made to Alayna a month ago.

"You coming, or are you going to daydream all day?" she said, opening the door. I shook my head and looked at her, then followed her from the motel room in town. She'd managed to get an old car; something Dean wouldn't think I would ever be in. We made our way to the old warehouse Ruby mentioned before. I pulled my phone out of my coat pocket, gazing momentarily at the picture of Alayna and I that was set as my wallpaper. I sighed and turned my phone off, something I rarely ever did.

"What's wrong?" I looked up, seeing Ruby out of the car and leaning on the open door window.

"We're doing the right thing, aren't we?" I asked quietly, running my thumb over the dark screen.

"You're doing this to kill Lillith," she said, "To stop this war. That's the right thing to do."

I sighed and put my phone back in my pocket, then opened the car door. "Alright," I said, "let's do this and get it over with."

We snuck into the warehouse, finding the demon surprisingly alone. He tried to put up a fight, but I raised my hand towards him, feeling my powers take over my mind. Nothing else mattered at that moment, except to send this demon back to hell. He yelled and insulted us both, but my mind didn't register any of it as the powers tightened the invisible grip around the demon's neck, finding the evil soul inside the vessel. Grabbing the tainted soul with my mind and thinking the Latin exorcism in my head, the demon was expelled from the human vessel and through the ground, well on its way back to hell. I lowered my hand and my powers slightly decreased.

Ruby walked up to me, a smirk on her face. "Great job, Sam," she muttered. "I knew you finally had it in you."

"What about the-"

"Sorry, Sam…you can't save them all."

I sighed and nodded, turning away from the body. My powers still felt a little too high, where before they used to succumb back within me. I figured it was from my increase of taking more blood, and brushed it off.

"I have to get back," I muttered, turning towards the door. Ruby stopped in front of me however, and leaned against me pressing her lips to mine. I closed my eyes, not in passion, but guilt. I put my hands on her shoulders and pushed her away, but when I opened my eyes, I wish I'd done it sooner.

Dean and Alayna stood in my presence, Alayna standing slightly behind my brother. Both wore looks of disappointment and shock, but Alayna's face had more emotions running across.

Heartbreak. Disbelief.

And Betrayal.

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Alayna's POV

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Dean looked from Sam to Ruby, and back at me. I couldn't think. I couldn't move or talk. I let my emotions run free through me. First I watched Sam exorcize a demon with his mind, and it made me terrified of him and angry at the same time. But when I saw her kiss him and he kissed her back…I lost it. My heart seemed to fall apart within its chamber. I knew then I couldn't trust him anymore, believe him anymore.

At that moment…I didn't love Sam anymore.

"Dean…Alayna…I can explain," he said quickly, moving past Ruby and walking towards us. Dean stepped towards him and held out a hand, making Sam stop.

"Save your breath, Sam," Dean muttered with a disappointing tone. "Explain it to someone who gives a damn…or somebody who will believe you." He turned back to me, where I was still looking at Sam in disbelief. "Come on, Alayna…let's go."

Subconsciously I nodded. I shook my head slightly at Sam before turning and walking from the warehouse, my mind in a state of shock. I was shaking slightly with anger as I walked with Dean to the Impala. I got in the passenger seat as Dean got in the driver's seat. He cranked the car and let it idle for a moment as he looked at me.

"I'm really sorry, Alayna," he said softly, placing a hand on my shoulder. "I didn't think it would have ever gotten this bad."

I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. He sighed and took his hand away and put the car in drive, heading back to the motel. As the warehouse left my sight, I pulled out my phone and called Bobby.

"Hello?" his voice came over the speaker.

"Bobby," I said, my voice finally cracking. I could feel the tears already pushing their way to my eyes.

"Alayna?" he said in concern. "What's wrong?"

"How far are you from Rockbridge, Indiana?" I asked.

"About an hour," he said. "Why?"

"I…need you to come get me," I finally said quietly.

"How come? What's going on?"

"Bobby…Sam…he…" I sighed as my eyes finally began to fill with tears.

"What did he do?" Bobby asked sharply. "Did he hurt you?"

"Do you want me to tell him?" Dean asked quietly. I looked at him and nodded, handing the phone to Dean. "Hey Bobby, it's Dean…" I listened to the one-sided conversation, letting the tears fall down my cheeks before wiping them away. I had to do this. I couldn't back down. I had to keep my mind on task…I couldn't break down right now.

"Okay…yeah…okay, see you in an hour," Dean said before disconnecting the call and handing my phone back to me.

"Thank you, Dean," I whispered.

He glanced at me and gave me a short sympathetic smile before pulling back into the motel parking lot. I got out and headed to my room, where I began to throw my belongings into my bag. I had just threw my cell phone in when the door to our room opened, Sam standing in the doorway. I didn't say anything, but walked to the door that connected to Dean's room. I entered, Dean sitting on the bed, his head in his hands. He looked up when I entered with a strange glance, but when he saw Sam behind me, he glared and stood up beside me.

"Alayna, please talk to me," Sam said pleadingly.

"What do you want?" I snarled. He looked at me slightly taken back.

"I can explain," he said quietly.

"Explain how you broke your promise to me?" I said angrily. "Explain how none of the things you said you would change didn't? You don't have to explain anything-you lied, Sam, plain and simple."

"I tried," he said, hanging his head. "Really…I tried, but-"

"But what, you couldn't stay away from your demon whore long enough?" I snapped.

"It's not like that," Sam retorted, anger in his words. Was he actually defending her? "I told you…this demon blood…I can't control it."

"You would have been able to if you hadn't decided to start drinking demon blood like a damn vampire!" I said, taking a step towards him. "I thought you loved me, that you were really trying to change and control this…this curse. But I guess you were fooling me the entire time."

"I do love you!" he shouted. "I was doing this for you!'

"How in the hell is basically cheating on me with a damn demon for me?" I yelled back angrily. Dean stepped forward and placed a hand on my shoulder but I shrugged it off. "You're letting this demon blood take over you and I don't even know who you are half the time! You're not the Sam I fell in love with all those months ago! You're a monster who can't be stopped!"

Sam looked at me, his face draining of all color as my words hit home. Then the next thing I knew I was being slammed into the wall opposite me, Sam's hand outstretched towards me and his eyes having a tint of black.

"Sam, let her go!" Dean yelled angrily.

I was gasping for breath as Sam walked towards me. He ignored Dean and stopped in front of me.

"Sam, let her go right now, damn it!" Dean said, walking towards his brother and trying to move his hand. Sam flicked his wrist and Dean was shoved into the other wall, hitting head first and falling to the ground unconscious. Sam looked back at his brother and shook his head before moving closer to me.

"So you think I'm a monster?" he hissed. I grabbed my throat, not able to breathe as I looked into his eyes. Those weren't Sam's eyes. Sam's eyes always had a tint of love and comfort, no matter what we went through. Now it was if they were cold and lifeless, that hint of black in his hazel eyes pulsing more than ever.

For the first time in my life, I was truly and utterly terrified of him.

Sam loosened the grip on me, but kept me pinned to the wall. "What do you think right now? You're not Sam anymore," I gasped. "I was in love with the old Sam."

"The old Sam was a disgrace," Sam said suddenly. "The old Sam was too concerned about being normal and not enough about this war. The old Sam doesn't exist anymore."

He lowered his hand, freeing me from his powers. I slid down the wall to the floor, stunned and in disbelief. Sam had just used his powers on me and Dean, almost killing me. He knelt down beside me and I curled into a ball, avoiding his gaze. My shoulders began to shake as he placed his hand on me. I looked up at him, his eyes still tinted with black, but more hazel blended in. It was like two personalities were in him. "Why can't you love the new Sam?" he asked softly. I looked up at him sharply, shocked he would even ask me that. "With your help, we can control it…make it easier to survive."

"You're crazy if you think I'm staying here while you're with that damn demon," I whispered angrily. He glared at me, the black coming back into his eyes. I hadn't noticed Dean getting back up until he lunged after his brother, tackling him to ground. I jumped up and moved out of the way, screaming both their names to stop. Dean had Sam pinned to the ground, his own hands around his brother's throat.

"You son of a bitch," Dean snarled. "You've taken this too far Sam!"

"Dean-" Sam gasped out.

"Hell, I don't even know you anymore! How do you expect us to cope with this 'new Sam' if you're not going to act like a damn human being?"

"Dean, you have to understand," Sam grounded out.

"The hell I do!" Dean said angrily. The two managed to get up and start fighting, until Dean raised his fist and knocked Sam out cold. Sam fell to ground, and Dean staggered slightly before looking down at his little brother in disgust. He shook his head and looked at me in concern. "Are you alright?" he asked.

I nodded, but inside, I was screaming. "I can't believe he did that," I whispered, looking at the unconscious form of Sam.

"He's changed too much," Dean muttered. "I thought he would know better."

I sighed and shook my head, walking back to my room, Dean following. My phone rang in my bag. I took it out and I looked down at it, Bobby's name on the caller-ID. I flipped the phone open and shakily said, "Hello?"

"I'm in town. Where are you?" Bobby asked.

"What part of town?" I really didn't want Bobby to come and see what happened. I knew that if he did, he would rip into Sam himself.

"Um…some old gas station by the main highway."

"I know where that is," Dean said, listening to the conversation. "I can take you there."

"Bobby, we'll meet you there," I said before disconnecting the call. I put my phone in my pocket and grabbed my bag, only to have Dean offer to take it for me.

"Thanks, Dean, but I've got it," I said quietly.

He nodded and followed me out to the Impala. I threw my bag in the backseat and climbed into the passenger seat as Dean cranked the car, putting it reverse to back up from the parking spot, then putting it in drive. "I'm sorry things didn't work out for you and Sam," he said quietly. "Wish I could do something besides getting you away from him."

"I know," I mumbled. "I just can't but hope that the old Sam is inside him somewhere."

"Hopefully I can talk some sense into him," Dean said. "No offense, but I don't think you should raise this child on your own."

I nodded and laid my hand on my stomach, thinking of my unborn child. I didn't want he or she to grow up without a father, but it seemed as if Sam was giving me no other choice. It was going to be a long six months without him, but somehow I knew I could make it through.

Five minutes later we pulled into the parking lot of the old gas station, Bobby's gray SS Monte Carlo sitting to the side. Dean pulled beside it and killed the ignition as I got out. I grabbed my duffel from the back seat and threw it in the trunk of Bobby's car as Dean and Bobby talked about what was going on. I slammed the trunk shut and Dean looked up. He walked up to me and surprisingly gave me a brief hug. "You let me know when my niece or nephew's born, okay?" he said. "Sam may not care…but I thought you were family."

I blinked in shock, now aware that Sam's motives were taking a harder toll on Dean than it was me. I nodded, a lump forming in my throat. Tears filled my eyes again as I hugged Dean again. "It means a lot…coming from you, Dean," I said softly.

"Just let me know, okay?" he said as we broke apart. I nodded and smiled slightly as I got into Bobby's car.

"You sure you can handle Sam, Dean?" Bobby asked.

"I can handle him, Bobby, he's not the problem," Dean said. "It's that bitch, Ruby."

I hung my head as Ruby was mentioned. If Dean didn't kill her, I wouldn't rest until she was dead.

"Take care of yourself, Dean," Bobby said. I looked up and Dean nodded before leaning in to look at me.

"See you around, Alayna," he said.

"Good luck, Dean," I said. "I'll be in touch."

Dean smiled and patted the top of the car as Bobby drove off. I watched in the side mirror as we drove off the Impala get smaller and smaller until it was out of sight.

"How are you holding up?" Bobby asked, glancing over at me.

I sighed and looked up at him. "Not so good, Bobby," I muttered.

"It's gonna be alright," he said encouragingly. "If anybody can help Sam, Dean can."

"I hope so, Bobby," I said softly. "I hope so."

Bobby nodded and silence fell between us. I looked back at the window. Deep in my heart, I still loved Sam, but the day's events left an impact on me as well. I still needed him, but right now he needed some kind of intervention.

I only hoped he would see his wrongdoing before it tore us apart for good.

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Well, there you have it...Sam's going insane basically. Hopefully Dean can help him.

I said earlier that Season 4 doesn't happen. Certain things happen, as we see in the next chapter, but apart from that...no Season 4 or 5. It's complete AU...

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