White rabbit~

Sam knew this wasn't real. When he woke up, wide eyed, Jessica pulled away from him crying out his name. He knew this was another stronger dose of all their spells. That this was a trap that was rigged to trick him into falling back into the trap.

A white rabbit ran by him through the trees of Purgatory, dragging a golden clock behind it. Sam held his breath. This was Alice in Wonderland. His mind, in a last feverish attempt to stay human, had gone back to his favorite childhood book. One that he still looked at sometimes.

Sam closed his eyes trying to make the hallucination go away. He was lost in here. It was so real, so immersive that it felt like standing at the bottom of the ocean for the heavy weight of its realness. Too,it was empty in his heart. Empty like a crater on the moon.

"Please...Please don't...Please don't leave me." Sam was begging for someone_ anyone.

"I'm not gonna leave you, son."

Sam snapped to attention. He turned and looked. There, into the woods of a Alice in Wasteland…

"Bobby?" Sam's lips felt like burnt toast now, all cumbersome and dry. Bobby smiled.

"Yeah, it's me...When Jessica couldn't get to you anymore, she asked me to come." Bobby nodded.

Sam blinked.

"Am I dead?" Sam bit his lip. Bobby took a few steps closer.

"Not yet, Sam." Bobby's eyes were glassy like tears were trying to form there, but he didn't want to tempt Sam with the illusion of water. Sam let a soft, shaky breath.

"Please, I don't wanna be alone, Bobby…"Sam flinched when the voice that came out of him was that of a child. Bobby was looking down at him now too eyes tender as they were sad.

Sam's hands flew to his chest. His eyes opened wide there in this twisted world. He was in the body of his 10-year-old self.

"It will do that to you, son...Bend you and twist you. Change you in every way that it can." Bobby stepped closer. Then, he reached out a rough old hand.

"But no matter what, I ain't leaving you, boy. You didn't even have to ask." Bobby smiled. Sam reluctantly took his hand, as his adult mind faded away, and his child mind started to take over to match this new reality.

"Don't promise, okay?"

"Why not?" Bobby tilted his head, face speaking his sorrow. He was fully conscious and remembered Sam both as a child and as a man.

"If you don't promise me, you can't hurt me." Child-Sam smiled.

"Well, I don't got any designs on hurting you, sport." Bobby gasped as they two started walking through the forsaken woods together.

"Yeah, that's what they all say…"Sam looked up. A white dress flickered by in the trees. At first, Sam was dreaming. The soft glow. He thought that it was Alice. And then, a thought, an eruption of joy_

"Mom!" He called, his heart remembering who he'd come here looking for, why this book had been his favorite. His Mom had read it to Dean in a time before Sam was. Dean told him so.

The spirit passing by was not Alice but Mary Winchester in Wonderland. She carried a lantern by her face, heading off into the woods. Behind her, spider webs started to lash the trees together, making them groan squeamishly.

"Where is she going?!" Sam felt his heart beating way too fast on the tip of his tongue.

Bobby held Sam's hand tighter.

"It's okay, sport. It's okay." Bobby didn't know how to reason with the child. He wondered how much of the adult Sam was left in this place. What had happened between the boy and his resurrected mother that was bringing so much terror into the fairy tale love he'd once had for her memory?

"Mom!" Sam tore away from Bobby and ran after his mother.

"Sam! Hold on!" Bobby took off running after Sam.

"Mom...Wait, Mom!" Sam's voice squeaked and cracked as he tangled and twisted in the spider's webs.

"No, No, No!" He heard his voice screaming, begging, pleading. His mother's eyes appeared in the darkness, looking in his direction, but seeing through him.

"Mom, please!" Sam screamed as his little hand peered through the keyhole in the webs.

A white rabbit ran to him, nuzzling his hand as if it knew.