AN: Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! So so so sorry for the delay! My internet's being a douche, it's been going out left and right lately, and I feel like shit. The weather decided that it wanted a few days of summer and is now cold...my sinuses hate me right now. Blegh. But I feel bad for leaving y'all without a chapter. So here we are! The next chapter. Whee! *dies* Ugh. I hate this. I've only done half my workout and I feel like I haven't slept in days even though I've slept all night. Even through that crazy thunderstorm we had last night...hmm...no wait. A very load thunder clap woke me up at 5 am...huh...alright I'm rambling. I sowwy! Anyways. No spoilers! Haven't seen the new episode yet and probably won't until tomorrow because reasons. Anyways. My friend loves my Inktober pics and asked if I had anymore. Yes, I do! I just have to remember to take a picture of them and post them (my roommate can't the pen to her drawing tablet, so I can't clean them up). But yeah. I'll have to posted in a day or two :) You can view them on Facebook or my Deviant Art. Anyways. I found one channel and I think it's called the Hallmark channel...*shrugs* That's playing Christmas movies...I'm like "You can't be serious! It's not even Halloween!" It's a sign that says the Christmas music is coming and our ears will be sick of it by the second day XD But I love Christmas time so I can't complain too much. Alright! Before I get into more of a tangent, let's get going! When we left off, Dean and Atka are the way!

spnfanforlife-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! But no seriously, he has it coming. Atka will eat him if Dean doesn't kill him first. Onwards and forwards darling!

SpnKsl5-It would've been so good. And then he runs into Dean and their like "OMG!" and we're like "OMG!" XD You're welcome :) HA! I agree. Or Atka can use him as chew toy and slowly kill...hmmm...AW! *hugs*

Aziza Maye-I didn't like him either. He always had the aura about him that just sent chills down your spine. They're going as fast as they can!

Mission Catalyst-Hi darling! Welcome to my crazy circle :) Thank you! I liked it too ;)

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Never Ever Piss Off Dean...or His Mother.

Sam laid still on the table so not to aggravate his wounds. Ever since he woke up a few hours ago, the Campbell Soup group had been torturing him. Making his previous wounds worse and letting more blood spill. He was still strapped down but it still hurt to move. They used ice picks, a fire poker, and various knives to make him talk or do something. They apparently liked the slice'em and dice'em method, because now he was soaked in blood and covered in cuts. But he didn't know anything. All he knew was that they were trying to get him to bring his mother back. But nothing was going to bring her back. No spell, no deal, nothing. But they weren't getting that. They demanded he bring her back with his powers. But the only power Sam had was visions. Noting more. That wasn't going to bring his mother back. Sam closed his eyes and wished he was home at the bunker right now.

Sam heard the door open and he groaned. He wished they'd leave him alone already. He heard footsteps getting closer, and he opened his eyes. It was Samuel. Sam inwardly snarled. His grandfather was a grade A psycho and could use some therapy, better yet, he needed a straight jacket.

"So. How are feeling?" Samuel asked.

Sam raised an eyebrow at and scowled at his grandfather.

"Right. Stupid question. But you know, if you just cooperate, you could've been home by now and I could have my daughter." Samuel said.

"You really must be thick in the head." Sam said.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. Nothing. NOTHING! Can bring my mother back." Sam snarled.

"You're wrong. You have powers. Use them. Bring my baby girl back!" Samuel snarled back.

"NO!"

"Fine then." Samuel said.

Samuel picked up and ice pick and stabbed it underneath Sam's right eye. Sam screamed in agony. He screamed again when Samuel took the same ice pick and stabbed it underneath his left eye. Sam closed his eyes and panted heavily through his nose.

"You know. You can thank your father for this. He let it slip that you have abilities. So when I heard that, I saw this as my chance to nab you and get my daughter back. Sure I'd have to kill my grandson in the process but it'll be worth it. After all. It was fault she died in the first place. It's a fair trade." Samuel said wiping off the ice pick.

Sam was shaking in pain and rage. He knew it was his fault his mother was dead, he knew that, but this didn't make it okay! Not by a long shot. Right now, Sam wanted his Dean. He needed to see him one more time before he died. He let out sharp whistle which startled Samuel, but knew Atka would hear and be there in a flash.

"What did you do?" Samuel asked dangerously walking up to the steel table, he stopped when he heard his niece and nephew scream.

"What did you do!" Samuel demanded.

"Step away from my brother." A familiar voice snarled.

"Dean. I was wondering when you were going to show up." Samuel sneered.

"Step. Away. From. My. Brother." Dean said with such venom, one would think he was viper ready to strike.

"Dean you don't understand-" Samuel started.

"Oh no I understand plenty. Like there's no fucking way to bring my mother back!" Dean shouted.

Atka had gotten Sam unstrapped from the table and helped him to sit up as they listened to Dean and Samuel go at each other. Sam told him he was fine and that Dean would need him more. Atka told Sam the substitute will aid him for now. Sam felt the sub behind him, keeping him up right.

Suddenly Samuel needed an out. He knew his family was dead and there was no way he was getting out of here alive, unless he killed Sam right here and now. He was getting ready to raise his gun that he nabbed off the table. Then a miracle happened. Mary Winchester herself stood before them.

"Mary." Samuel said eye watering.

"Father." Mary spat.

Momma Winchester is mad! RUN Y'ALL RUN! *hides*

Until Next Time! Imma go die again...under my warm blankie...night y'all!