AN: Goooooooooooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! *headtodesk* I'm so sorry you guys and gals. I was pretty tired yesterday and I headed off to bed early. I feel slightly better, I'm still tired, but I feel awful for leaving y'all without a chapter. So yay updates! This is almost over anyways. Only a few chapters left, and one person requested that I put in Sam's original death chapter (this story was actually death fic to begin with) as an alternate ending. So there'll be an extra chapter. So yeah. Also, I landed a writing job today! WHOOOOOOO! I'm so flipping happy! I wasn't sure I was going to get this, but yay! At least now my family can get off my ass. *eyeroll* Anyways. Still working on this prequel...*headtodeskagain* I wish this thing would write itself! Dammit! Lol. I'll get it done. Just need to get my focus back. It ran away again. Alright enough of my rambling! Let's go! When we left off, Sammy defeated Lucifer! But at what cost?

spnfanforlife-Daddy De is not going to happy at all! He's going to put Sammy over his knee and then huggle him to death! X3 Here you go darling!

Whisper-Sammy...why?! Damn you Lucifer!

Rafaela Amanda-Thank you so much darling! Well, let's go see things from Dean's POV!

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War of History Dean's POV

Here we were. In this mess of a graveyard and a freaking lightning storm. It was all a mess. But this war was going to end. Today. Team Free Will verses Lucifer the dick bag angel and his minions the tiny douche bags. I looked over at Sammy and saw frowned a little on the inside. He was shaking a little. He was scared. No. He was terrified.

'So am I, if I'm totally honest with myself.' I thought to myself.

I listened to Lucifer and Sam talk back and forth and I was proud of my Sammy. He was being so brave when he was so terrified. He never ceases to amaze me.

The fifth time the lightning struck the fight was on. Sam went after Lucifer and my heart lept into my throat. I didn't want that monster anywhere near my baby! But that was his fight. I wish I could fight with him, but we both knew that wasn't going to happen. Instead I had to fight on the sidelines with my family and take out as many demons as we could.

From the corner of my eyes I was able to keep watch with Sammy. I watched as he and Lucifer went at it, beating each to the ground. I inwardly screamed a bit and whimpered when Lucifer took Sammy to the ground.

"Dean focus! We can help Sam later!" My dad called.

I snarled at that. I was a good multi-tasker. I would beat the Hell out of these black eyed freaks and keep an eye on Sam.

"Forget it Deano. Sam is as good as dead." Ruby smirked cruelly.

"You bitch. I knew you'd be back. Somehow. I'll enjoy killing you." I returned her cruel smirk ten fold.

She flinched and I cheered at that. This bitch was the cause of everything and she was going to die. Pay for what she did to my baby boy! We went at it and after a while I got the upper hand. I distracted her and slit her throat, then when she was choking and coughing up blood, I stabbed her in the heart and watched with a satisfied smile as she died.

"Rot in Hell bitch." I snarled and went after more demons.

The angels had banished most of them and there's only about a hundred left. When the angels lowered the number even more, it was easier to take them out.

After the demons were taken care of, it began pouring down rain. Sam and Lucifer didn't seem to notice, they just kept going at it. My heart stopped when Sam stabbed himself through his stomach and through Lucifer's heart. Lucifer screamed an unearthly scream that made us all temporarily deaf. When the sound ended, Lucifer slid off the blade and feel to the ground, dead.

I was happy that Lucifer was dead, but my baby, was wounded.

"SAMMY!" I shouted and ran to him after he fell to the ground with the blade still in his belly.

I knelt down and looked over at him.

"Sammy?" I called.

"H hey..d daddy.." He whispered, he was getting weak fast.

"Hey baby boy. You did it. You won!" I smiled at him.

He smiled weakly back.

"Just lie still, alright? Michael, Gabe? Can any of you heal him?" I asked.

The two archangels looked at me with sadness and looked away.

"What? What's that look for?" I asked.

"We can't heal him. Not even Cassie can." Gabriel said.

"What?! What do you mean?! You're angels! Archangels! Save him!" I cried again, tears running down my face.

"We can't Dean. When the blade makes a kill, it makes it kill. There's nothing we can do. Only God can heal this, and he's still missing." Castiel said sadly.

"No. No no no nononononono. There's gotta be a way! Help him!" I cried.

"D daddy...t they can't..." Sam whimpered in pain.

"Sshh, baby. Don't talk, save your strength." I plead.

"I..l love...you.." He said weakly with a smile.

"I love you too. Just. Hang on alright. Stay with me." I said tearfully.

He wanted to say something but he couldn't. He gasped and whimpered, and his eyes slid shut for the last time.

"Sammy? S Sammy! Sam! Wake up! Wake up baby boy! Sammy!" I tried to wake him.

"He's gone Dean." Michael said sadly.

I could hear my family crying. The men were sniffling and crying softly. The women were wailing and bawling.

I screamed and howled in pain. My baby. Was taken from me again.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! SAMMY!" I howled in agony.

*sniff* I forgot to put in a tissue warning. *cries*

Until Next Time! *watches the season premiere under my blanket fort with chocolate milk*