Sam couldn't stop his hands from shaking. He didn't know what had just happened, but there was blood all over his hands and clothes. One minute he was talking to Dean and Alec and then the next he was standing over Jake's dead body.

"What did I do?... What did I do?... What did I do?" what did I do what did I do what did I do what did I do? That played over and over in his head. He couldn't remember, but he thought he was responsible for Jake's death.

"Sam!" Dean's gruff voice pulled him out of his thoughts and he looked wide-eyed at his older brother. "Knock it off would ya? You muttering 'what did I do' over and over again isn't going to help anything."

Sam groaned inwardly at having said all of that out loud; he didn't want Dean, Alec, or Bobby to think he was any crazier than he already was.

"I killed him, didn't I?" Sam couldn't help asking. He had to know if he was the murderer that Yellow-Eyes wanted him to be.

"It doesn't matter Sam! He was going to kill you," Dean stated firmly as he kept them moving steadily closer to the car.

That was answer enough for Sam; he'd killed Jake and he couldn't even remember doing it. After everything he'd been through, he was still a killer. It didn't matter if it was self-defense; he'd done exactly what Yellow-Eyes wanted him to do. He was the winner, the last one standing; he needed to make Dean get rid of him before he did something everyone would regret.

"Dean-" Sam started.

"Sam, enough ok?" Dean interrupted. He looked around for a moment and then dug the keys to the Impala out of his pocket. Sam watched as he turned to Alec and tossed the keys to him. Alec caught them easily, but looked up in surprise when he figured out what it was.

"Alec, you and Bobby go get the car started. We'll be there soon ok?" Dean said.

"Dean-" Alec said uncertainly, but Dean cut him off.

"Go, we'll be there soon."

Alec still looked uncertain, but he did as Dean said and went on walking with Bobby, leaving Sam and Dean alone.

Sam took in a breath to speak, but Dean again cut him off before he could. "Sam you've been talking nonstop- you've been saying everything you're thinking, so I already know what you're going to say and I'm not doing it," Dean stated.

Sam's mouth opened in surprise; he'd been saying everything he'd been thinking and he still didn't notice it. He really needed to get things together.

"I was the last one standing, I'm the one he's going to use and you have to stop that from happening!" Sam heatedly replied.

"I'm not killing my own brother," Dean said as he turned away from Sam.

"I killed Jake and I don't even remember doing it! I can't be trusted around you! Or Alec or Bobby! You're all in danger when I'm around! Everyone is in danger because who knows what Yellow-Eyes is going to make me do!?"

"It's my job to watch out for you. I'm not going to let anything happen to you and you have to believe me on this," Dean pleaded.

Sam looked down and didn't answer so Dean asked, "You do believe me, don't you?"

Sam nodded, he believed Dean would do everything he could to protect him, but he didn't want that. This could be too big for Dean and he didn't want him getting hurt because of it.

"Alright…you ok to get out of here? No more thinking out loud?" Dean asked with a small smile, trying to get Sam back to the present.

Sam gave a surprised smile and nodded again.

They weren't far from the car and Sam almost laughed when they saw Alec was just standing beside the car and Bobby was a few feet away shaking his head.

"The kid refuses to start the car," Bobby grumbled when he saw Sam and Dean approach and Alec shot a deadly glare at the older man.

"They're here now anyway…" Alec mumbled as he tossed the keys back to Dean.

"You know, I gave you the keys so you could drive…" Dean told Alec with a smile.

Alec shrugged and replied with a smirk, "Wouldn't want to break your Baby…"

"I should make you walk back for taking off like you did," Dean said jokingly.

"I could probably run faster than this thing anyway," Alec replied with a smile.

Dean hooked his arm around Alec's neck and messed up his hair, "You're in for it now," Dean said with a laugh while Alec tried to push Dean off.

Alec finally wiggled his way free, but he was laughing as he ran his hand through is hair.

"Are you two done? I think me and Sam here would like to go get cleaned up sometime today…" Bobby said, but even he couldn't keep the smile off his face from Dean and Alec's horseplay.

"Alright old man, we'll get you back to the room so you can take a nap," Dean replied. Bobby glared back at him, but Sam could tell the older man wasn't mad. Dean must have been really tense while they were looking for him and now he was letting off steam joking around and having fun.

"I deserve one after putting up with you!"

Sam was tired and he was ready for Dean to patch him up and then maybe sleep for a week. The others must have noticed because they were all piling into the car a moment later and leaving the ghost town behind.

Sam startled awake, but he grabbed his injured shoulder as it throbbed in pain. Dean had been extremely careful when he was patching him up. He kept telling Sam that he needed to be checked out by a doctor just to make sure nothing was broken. Sam was fairly certain nothing was broken, but no matter how many times he reassured Dean, he still wouldn't let it go.

Alec had hovered while Dean patched him up. Sam knew he had been itching to help, but Dean wasn't going to let anyone help if he could prevent it. Alec did as much as he could though, he got anything Dean needed. He didn't talk as much as he usually did and Sam didn't know what the reason was behind it.

Bobby had split his attention between the news on TV and Sam's laptop. Sam figured he was looking for any demonic activity, but he couldn't quite bring himself to ask.

Now they were all three asleep in various spots in the room. Even Alec was asleep, which was rare; he usually only slept a few hours each night and that was only after Dean threatened to make him do all of their laundry for a month if he didn't sleep sometime.

Sam scanned the room again and finally saw the extra person in the room. He immediately looked for the closest weapon, but there was nothing around him.

"Calm down Sam." He froze at the calm, familiar voice of the Yellow-Eyed Demon.

"I'm dreaming again right?" Sam asked slowly.

"Very good. I gotta say, I'm surprised it was you. I thought Jake was going to pull it off at the end, but I was pleasantly surprised. You know, I was rooting for you."

"What do you want?" Sam spit out.

"You're the strongest and you're going to do everything I tell you to."

"I'm not doing anything you say," Sam instantly denied.

Yellow-Eyes smiled, "You don't have a choice." He walked forward and stood next to Dean who was on the bed next to Sam's. "You don't want anything to happen to big bro over here…or little mini-me or grandpa…" He continued when Sam didn't say anything.

Sam wanted to tear him apart, but he deflated at the threat to his family. He needed to do whatever it took to keep them safe. "What do you want me to do?" Sam asked quietly.

"That's the Sammy I want to see! Now here's what you're gonna do…"

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