Chapter 26-Sacrifice

Sam backed away from both Tom and Dean. He was in pain, more pain than he had ever been in before and he just wanted to get away. Tom and Dean were walking towards him, one of them always hitting the other in the ribs with their elbows.

"Sammy! Stop!" Tom yelled out. Sam was terrified by everything that was going on around him.

"It's me Sam." Dean said, stepping in front of Tom. "It's Dean. Your big brother." Sam stepped back and grabbed something off of a cabinet. Tom had taken it from a demon named Crowley. Tom got this and Crowley got his life. But this wasn't something to be joking about, because what Sam held in his hands was the Colt.

"Get back!" Sam barked out. The memories that were natural to his mind and the ones that Tom had placed there were fighting each other. Sam was shaking as he stood his ground. He held the Colt with his right hand and wiped at his nose with his left one. His hand came away with red on it. Dean and Tom both inched forward. "I said get back!" Sam yelled. Both Tom and Dean were thrown backwards a little bit.

"Sam." John said. "Listen to me son, whatever is going on inside your head is not real. You just need to calm down." He tried to sound as gentle as he could, but his voice still gave off that rough sound that it did when he was mad at his youngest.

"Shut up!" Sam yelled. He grasped the side of his head. Images of Dean coming to Stanford fought with pictures of Dean sleeping with Jessica while Sam was out. The memory of Dean grabbing Sam and pulling him out of his burning apartment while he screamed for Jess was replaced with a picture of Dean slamming Sam into a wall, holding a knife at his throat. "Make it stop. Make it stop." Sam begged as he fell to his knees, the Colt sliding from his hands and landing at Cas's feet. Tom and Dean ran forward, but Tom pushed Dean away before he could touch his brother.

"Sammy." Tom said softly as he took Sam's head in his hands. He saw the blood dripping from Sam's nose and knew he was in trouble. He saw the tears falling from Sam's eyes. He kissed his eyes then his lips. He didn't care if he got Sam's blood on him. It was his Sam. "Look at me." He whispered. Sam's eyes locked with Tom's. "Do you want to stay with your brother?" He asked.

"I love you Tom." Sam said as another wave of tears fell from his eyes. Tom used his thumbs to wipe the tears away.

"And I love yo too Sam." Tom said. "That's why I want you to be happy. I know that Dean was in your life before I was. He was there years before I even got a shot at you. And he loves you Sam. He loves you just as much as me if not more."

"Tom." Sam simply said, closing his eyes and falling into Tom's hold. He knew what he was getting at. And Sam wasn't about to do it.

"You have to do it Sam." Tom said. He helped Sam to his feet. Using his powers, he pried the Colt out of Cas's hands and made it float to him. He placed the gun in Sam's hands. "Just remember I love you and I will come back for you. I won't be gone long, but you'll die if I stay. And that I can't live with." Tom kissed Sam's lips and placed a hand on his stomach.

"I love you." Sam cried.

"I love you too." Tom replied. Dean, Bobby, John, Cas, and Anna all watched the romantic display being shown between the two. They watched as Tom's hands went down to Sam's and intertwined with his, both their fingers touching the trigger. "He better take care of you, or I'm going to kill him." Sam nodded his head. Tom gave him a smile as he pushed both their fingers against the trigger and fell away from Sam.

I am passing out tissues for anyone who needs one or two. I cried as I wrote this. I hope you all enjoy it. Please review!