Sam just said in the same defiant voice.

'I'm here to make a deal. My soul for Carries. Fair trade.'

The demon started laughing, which made him say. 'What's so funny?' The demon chuckled. 'You really think you can make a bargain with that gangbanged by Lucifer and Michael, smashed up thing you call a soul-? Think again. It's not worth jack squat. The only way precious little Lilys ever gonna have her mommy back is if Grandma Thorne decided to trade hers.'

Sam snarled now. 'Here I am- offering mine you! Isn't that what you bastards want? Mines worth more! I'm the devils vessel!' The crossroads demon shrugged, shaking her hair back that Sam saw with a pang was very nearly the same as Carries honey blonde.

'No deal. Bring me a whole soul- preferably Mama Thornes and I'll consider, and take yours as a consolation prize.'

But Sam snarled again, then stalked forwards right into her face, making her laugh and say. 'Gonna kill me Winchester? Go ahead- that won't get your slut her soul back. Maybe we can fix her up with a personal tour of Lucifers c-' but she was cut of by a scream as Sam stabbed her, making her flee the body the demon was inhabiting and vanish into the night.

Sam just stood there, blade in one hand the other clenched tight once more, then he stooped and picked up the tin, then turned back to the Impala, throwing the blade inside, then getting in himself and growling at the wheel as he started the engine.

When he got back, Carrie was awake and stood next to an equally furious Dean, who yelled as he got out. 'You better not have scratched my car!' But Carrie just stalked forwards, then grabbed the front of his jacket and slammed him against the car, scowling now. 'Why can I smell sulfur-?' Dean walked forwards now, then spotted the items in the back, then shoved Carrie aside and grabbed him himself and said.

'Why have you been to see a crossroads demon-?'

But he knew the answer, and before Sam answered, he snarled. 'You want to go back to Hell already-!' Sam pushed him off now, then growled. 'It's my soul Dean! My decision what to do with it!' Carrie shook her head, then said. 'What have you done-?'

Dean shook his head, then said with a snarl. 'He sold his soul.'

Sam looked around now, then yelled. 'No! I didn't actually! Fucked up souls like mine apparently aren't on the "want" list! So shut your freaking mouth!' Dean scoffed. 'Am I supposed to believe that-!' Sam laughed darkly now, then said quietly. 'Believe what you want then-' he turned and stalked into the house, pushing past Carrie who stared after him with tears in her eyes.

What had he done-?

When she went inside, she found Sam sat on their bed, staring at the floor with blank eyes. She walked over and sat next to him in silence, putting an arm around his waist, but he just shrugged it off.

Carrie sighed, then went to leave, but he pulled her back down. looking up now and Carrie could see the sadness in his eyes. 'I couldn't save you...'

Carrie scowled now, then pulled herself out of his grip, saying. 'What did you do-! Sell your soul-? What the hell Sam! Like... really!' Sam sighed. 'It doesn't matter now.'

With a snarl, Carrie stood up and yelled. 'Doesn't matter-! Well Sam Winchester, maybe I made a mistake in loving a monster!' Sam stood up now, towering over her as he scowled. 'I did this for you!' he growled. Carrie scoffed, then said. 'What happened to talking the plan through together like regular couples!'

'Well were not regular couples Carrie!'

'That may be! But we've got to try at least!'

'Oh yeah, let's sit here and wait for the Hellhounds to come and tear you up (!)'

Sam rubbed the cheek she had just slapped, then Carrie stormed out the room, slamming the door behind her. As Sam heard the screech of tires, he ran down the stairs to find a pissed Dean stood in the doorway, then turned to him and growled. 'If she crashes my car because of something you said-!' He didn't finish as he stormed inside.

Heidi and her husband Gerry listened to the argument in surprise, then she said while turning over in his arms to face him and whispered.

'And I thought we had problems.'

After a while, Carrie pulled over when she couldn't see through the tears. She put her head against the steering wheel, sobbing. Why had this all happened to her-? Why was she hated so much by her mother that she sold her own daughters soul-?

Carrie had never felt so alone in her life sat there in the Impala, her eyes closed, but tears still leaking from underneath them. Then she said to the roof, aiming for the heavens.

'Why God? Why did I have to have this screwed up life-? Haven't I suffered enough?'

She shook her head as the predicted no answer came and she wiped her eyes, then sighed; Dean was going to be pissed off big time with her stealing the Impala and speeding off like that...

Carrie sighed again, then closed her eyes- Sam had meant well, she knew that... but she didn't want her daughter growing up without her father... it would destroy her. Carrie just couldn't face that fact...

She pulled out now, heading back the way she came, but stopped at a motel, using the money she found around the car to book a one night stay, collapsing onto the bed and curling up on her own for the first time in a while, closing her eyes.

Sam was doing the same, regret heavy on his heart.

He could only hope Carrie would return in the morning...

When Carrie woke up the next morning, it was strange without Sams arms around her, his hair in her face, making her prod him awake so she didn't cough up a hairball.

But no, she was alone...

When she left the motel, she went for some breakfast at the first diner she saw, and she sat there in silence eating her pancakes, staring out the window, Sam on her mind.

She loved him... she really, really did. Over eight-nine years now she had loved him totally and completely... and it was hard. Her heart felt like it was ripping out. And now only twenty nine days until she went splat... she was cutting it close. She stood up now, leaving a tip for the waiter as she walked back to the Impala.

She loved him too much to run off.

Sam was sat in the garden, Lily running around after the Labrador puppies Heidi had, when he heard the familiar sound of the Impala pulling up. He stood up, then turned around to face Carrie getting out the drivers side. She stood in silence as she saw Sam, then slammed the door shut, running over to him and hugging him tightly, tears running down her face as she buried her face in his chest and said with a sob. 'I'm so sorry...'

Sam sighed, hugging her just as tightly back, then kissed the top of her head. 'I'm sorry too... so... so sorry.' Sam just held her as she sobbed it out, saying. 'Shush, it's ok...' then she shook her head saying. 'I-I-' but Sam just kissed her passionately.

Make-up sex had never been so good, but to Carrie it was a way to take her residue burning anger out on him.

Phew! Tantrums galore! Well Sam, you had that coming alright! Next up soon(: X Nic