AN: Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! So sorry for the light delay y'all. My adopted sister and I went out last night, and we lost track of time. But we had fun! She'll be getting her new car in two weeks so that was probably the last we could out for a bit. But hey, new car! Whoop! No more having to ask our parents for the keys. Anyways. Someone asked me when the first installment to my Fallen Series is coming out. Well as of right now, like Dax, there's no release date. But hopefully soon. Hopefully. I got other projects to get going on. Anyways. Some of you liked my chalkboard Sam, and I'm happy! I'll be doodling more of him on the board along with the rest of the gang. The chalkboard wall is so fun. I love drawing it X3 I'm not very good with chalk, but hey I'm loving it! To any that's considering painting one for them or their kiddos, here's a few tips you need to know. One: put primer on first! This will help the paint go on smoother and last a long time. Two: it'll take at least three to four coats, but let each coat dry before putting on the next! Three: when cleaning it, make sure the wall is TOTALLY dirty! If you clean it with water every time you draw on it, you can ruin the wall/paint. Four: this goes with the last one, DO NOT CLEAN WITH PLAIN WATER! Again, you'll ruin the wall. Use vinegar and warm water. Five: If you don't have an eraser, use a dish towel :) And that's it. Any questions let me know! When we left off, Sam's safe at Bobby's! Whee!

lenail125-He's an assbutt!

spnfanforlife-XD This made my night darling. Hoo boy. XD XD XD Onwards and forwards my darling!

brihun2388-No trouble yet, thank goodness. So you can relax :) And I haven't seen that in a long time! Mine's Cardcaptor (it's also the first I've seen). I can too, hmmm. My poor Sammy. Thank you my darling!

Aziza Maye-You're about to get your answer my darling, be prepared.

elliereynolds777-Not crazy! I have a love/hate thing with Lucifer XD That adorable assbutt. I understand, and we'll getting more interactions with them ;) Dean was a total butt and wanted to smack him in season 5! So, big bro will pop up soon and get the sense smacked into him, then brotherly cuddles! That's awesome! I do like Fallout Boy :) More Mason coming my darling!

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A Little Heart to Heart

Sam woke up to a voice shouting and moaned. The voice went from yelling to soothing. He opened his his bleary eyes and found Bobby talking soothingly to him. He closed his eyes and let the darkness sweep him under again. He was thankful that this was one of those times where he has a dreamless sleep. The next time he opened his eyes he was less disoriented and a little more aware. He looked around and noticed it was dark in the room. He looked at the old clock in the room and it said it was past three in the morning. He also noticed that Bobby had ventured off to his room for the night. He rolled over to his side and curled into a comfortable position and fell back into sleep, but he drifted off completely he thought he heard a voice.

Sleep well my prince

Was the last thing Sam heard before he fell back into his dreamless world.

When he woke back up it was a little after nine and Bobby was at his side examining him, more specifically his neck.

"Feel up to explaining a few things boy?" Bobby asked gently.

Sam nodded and sat up slowly. Before he began he took a shower and changed his clothes. Bobby had gone out to his car and gotten his things. After feeling more human and Bobby shoving some food down his throat, he told Bobby about the case he was working on and what had happened.

"-and I woke up here." Sam said sipping his coffee.

"Hmm. Sounds like you stumbled upon a powerful witch or a warlock." Bobby said.

"I thought warlocks were extinct?" Sam asked.

"I thought the same about vampires, but we were wrong on that." Bobby said.

"Good point." Sam said softly.

"Now there's one more thing." Bobby said.

"Yeah, what's that?" Sam asked.

"Where'd you get that gunshot scar above yer heart, and how're you alive?" Bobby asked.

Sam hesitated. He didn't want to talk about it and why. Dean had already abandoned him, he didn't want the last of his family to leave him too. But he knew he to tell Bobby. If he didn't, he would get it out of him one way or another. He took in a deep breath and told Bobby about his suicide attempts and he did them. He told Bobby everything. How plead with Dean and he rejected him, how he tried to every which way to die. Everything. When he was done with his tale, he expected Bobby to throw him out and abandon him too, but Bobby had done the opposite. He yanked Sam down into a bear hug. Sam buried his face into the old man's shoulder, and felt Bobby rubbing his back.

Bobby broke the hug and took Sam's face into his hands to make sure he had the younger mans attention.

"You listen to me boy, and listen well. I ain't cutting ya loose. Dean is a damned idjit that needs a good ass kicking. Ever since that boy came back, he's been a self righteous bastard. Yeah, he left ya, but ya still got me. No more hurting yourself and no more suicides. Ya hear me?" Bobby asked.

"I hear ya. I'm so sorry Bobby. I didn't mean to do this. I didn't know what to do and I thought if I killed myself, Lucifer wouldn't get his vessel and would weak. Plus, one less abomination in the world." Sam said sadly.

Sam winced as he felt Bobby's hands put pressure on his head. He gave Sam another tongue lashing and Sam nodded. Promising the man no more hurting himself or suicides. After a little more comfort and another heart to heart, Sam felt better about himself, and Bobby felt better.

"So now what?" Sam asked.

"Well, we research a way to get that curse out of you." Bobby said.

Sam nodded and dropped to knees in pain when the white hot pain in his neck returned. He panted when the pain stopped.

"Son! Are ya alright!? Say something boy!" Bobby plead.

"M'okay." Sam croaked.

"We should call Dean and Feathers. We'll need help." Bobby said.

"No."

"What?" Bobby asked looking at Sam like he grew two heads as the boy settled himself back onto the couch still trying to catch his breath.

"Don't call Dean. He won't care." Sam whispered.

"Sam-" Bobby started.

Sam was about to speak when he screamed instead. The pain was back and it took him out again. He sank into darkness towards a crooning voice.

My sweet prince. My beautiful sweet prince. Forget old Lucifer baby, you're mine. I will make you mine.

Sam sank deeper and closer. In his dream his eyes were closed in sleep, and his head pillowed in someones lap. He heard someone softly singing and cooing to him. Sam wondered if he would make it out of this alive, and if so, would Dean care at all?

Poor baby. *sing song* Oh Deanie...we need to have a chit chat. You too Mason!

Until Next Time! *waits for it to storm because it's hot and giving me a headache*