Hey everyone. I'm back. Did you all miss me? I hope you did. The convention was great. So was the entire vacation. I can't wait to go again. I got to meet Jensen Ackles and the stars of Smallville. It was a fantastic thing. I'm going to update now. Here is the next chapter. Jackie and Michelle hey. This one is for you two. Thanks to everyone for the reviews. You guys are great.

Sheila

Chapter 10

Slowly Tony and Bryan made their way to the bedroom. They tried to be as quiet as possible, because they didn't know what to expect. Tony still had a hold of Bryan, and he became aggravated at his friend.

"Will you let me go," he said. "I can walk."

"Sorry," said Tony but inside he was glad that his partner sounded like himself if nothing else. It made him feel good for a minute or two.

Inside the bedroom, Sam looked at his brother, hurt all over his face at what he had done.

"Sam," said Dean, trying to reach out for his little brother to let him know that he didn't blame him, but he stepped back not wanting to be touched and shook his head.

"Dean I'm sorry," he said and fought to keep Lothos down, but the images began to bombard his mind again and Lothos resurfaced.

"NO!" yelled Sam pushing him back down. It seemed to Dean that his little brother was getting exhausted with the effort.

"Sam," said John. "Let me go. Untie me son, before it's to late." Sam squeezed his eyes shut. When he opened them again, they were black and Sam picked up a gun.

"Sam," said Dean getting nervous. "What are you doing?" John began to struggle to loosen himself from the cuffs, but stopped and stared as Sam raised the gun to Dean's head.

"No Sam," Dean said softly, even though on the inside he was screaming. "Don't." Sam began to fight to gain control again. Dean saw the struggle and it killed him to see how much pain his brother was in. "Sammy," he said, and watched as Sam removed the gun from his head and placed it to his own.

"NO!" yelled John struggling harder to get loose.

"Sam," said Dean, not able to move. "Son of a ..., Put it down. Sam don't." He cursed again at his immobility. He couldn't do anything to help his little brother. He remembered all the times when he fought to keep his brother from killing himself last time the soul collector gained controlled. He had no doubt Sam would do it. He'd do himself in to save his family and his friends, and it scared Dean.

Sam backed up and leaned against the wall beside the door. His eyes were unfocused as he cocked the gun and pressed it farther into his head.

"You don't want to kill yourself Sammy," said Dean nervously. He wished he could move but the drug kept him in place. All he could do was beg and plead. "Put the gun down," he said fearfully, but Sam just shook his head.

"Sam!" yelled Tony and grabbed the gun, jerking it out of his hand. "What the hell are you doing? Are you crazy!" Sam winced at the words and the tone his friend was using. Immediately Tony was sorry and softened his voice.

"What was that all about?" he said. He looked in Sam's face. He noticed that Sam didn't seem like he was even with them. He just stared at Tony. "I didn't mean to yell at you Sam, but you scared me." Sam blinked and rubbed his head.

"What is it," said Bryan. Sam looked at Bryan's arm and hand, and winced.

"Sam. What? Talk to me," said Bryan. "What were you doing?"

"I just don't want to hurt anybody anymore." answered Sam with a heavy sigh. He was tired, physically and mentally and just wanted everything to be okay again. "I just gave Dean a shot to paralyze him. "I mean what kind of brother am I? What kind of person does that?" Bryan looked across the room at the bed. He walked over to Dean. Tony stayed with Sam. Bryan looked back at his friend leaning against the wall and saw the anxiety. "The kind that does not know what he's doing Sam. You didn't do that on purpose. You couldn't help it. Dean knows that. All of us does."

"We don't want you to hurt yourself either Sam." said Tony, touching Sam's shoulder. Sam still flinched when he was touched so Tony lowered his hand.

"Lothos is inside of me. He's possessed me Tony. I'm trying to keep him pushed down, but it's getting harder to do. I can't hold him much longer," said Sam and swayed. "He wants me to hurt my dad and my brother. I've already hurt them both. I'll die before I hurt them again."

"You're not going to die Sam. We're not going to let you hurt yourself either," said Tony. He walked over to John and took off the cuff's. Bryan looked down at Dean. Tony came over and untied his hands and feet. They noticed all the cut's and bruises.

"You ok," asked Bryan.

"Yeah," said Dean, "I just can't move."

"John walked over to his youngest son and glared at him. He wanted to make sure this was Sam.

"I'm sorry dad," said Sam, seeing the look on his father's face. "I didn't mean to."

"I'm not angry at you son," said John. "You didn't do anything wrong." That didn't make Sam feel any better.

"NO!" he yelled as Lothos pushed back to the surface, taking control again. He shoved John back.

"SAM!" yelled Tony and grabbed him from behind. John ran back up to him. "I'm sorry son." he said and put a cross around his neck. Lothos screamed as the cross burned into his chest. John was sorry, because what Lothos felt, Sam felt.

"DAD!" yelled Sam.

"I'll kill him John," said Lothos. "Take it off."

"You can't do anything," said John. You're a demon aren't you? The cross will stop you."

"You're wrong John," said Lothos. "It may stop me from doing anything to you or them, but I'll kill your son if you don't take it off." When it looked like John wasn't going to do what he was told Lothos, through Sam sneered. "I'll take him with me John, I swear I will," said Lothos.

"It's staying on," said John.

"Fine," said Lothos. Sam screamed as Lothos began to burn him from the inside out!

"DAD!" yelled Sam. "Please! My insides are burning. I feel like I'm on fire! He's killing me!"

"Shit," said John as Sam doubled over.

"Dad please!" yelled Sam. "I can't stand it!"

"Son of a bitch," yelled John and took the cross off. Lothos stopped and Sam struggled to catch his breath. Jack came inside.

"What's going on," he said and looked at Sam. He reached out to touch him but Tony stood in front of him until he was sure who he was.

"Tony," said Jack. "I'm still me, but it's getting harder. Please, before it's to late." Tony nodded and stepped aside.

"Sam," he said. "You ok," Sam gave the thumbs up sign but couldn't say anything.

Jack walked over to Bryan. He placed several pieces of wood around Bryan's arm and taped them in place with duct tape, the he took a sheet and made him a sling for his arm.

"Thanks," said Bryan, when he was finished and Jack nodded still trying to work fast before Alanya was able to break through. It wouldn't be long, Jack knew, because he could feel Alanya in his head fighting. He turned to Dean.

"What's wrong," he asked? Dean looked at Sam. "Lothos gave me a shot." Sam looked at his brother sorrowfully. "I can't move, but feeling is beginning to come back."

"Good," said Jack. "You ok John?"

"Yeah, but we need to get out of here."

Jack walked back over to check on Sam again. "What about you?" he asked. "You ok?" Sam grinned. "Fine," he said and grabbed Jack's head as Lothos resurfaced. Jack screamed and hit his knee's as Alanya also came back.

"RUN!!!!!" yelled Jack to the others, before Alanya could stop him, but Alanya slammed all the door's in the house. He closed and locked them tight.

"NOBODY IS GOING ANYWHERE!!!" he screamed.