"Sammy, I'm getting awfully impatient," Yellow-Eyes appeared out of no-where making Sam jump. He looked around quickly to make sure Dean and Alec weren't around.

"I'm working on it…we're already headed where you want me to go," Sam tried to argue. He knew it was going to be difficult to shake Dean, but he hadn't counted on Alec teaming up to keep an eye on him. Finding a time to leave without either of them knowing was physically impossible.

"You still haven't slipped the babysitters…" Yellow-Eyes replied with a smile.

Sam took a deep breath, "I'm trying…I'll get away before we get to the cemetery. Please, you have to give me more time."

"You know, I have an easier way…" He suggested without finishing his sentence. He didn't have to, Sam already knew what his way would be; to kill Dean and Alec and anyone else who got in the way.

"No," Sam firmly stated. "I'm doing what you want, you can't hurt them."

Yellow-Eyes moved until he was right in Sam's face, "Sam, I can do whatever I want. And some snot-nosed kid isn't going to change that. I've given you more than enough time to get this done, but I'm done waiting."

Sam refused to back down, "If you want me to do this then you're going to back off and let me do it my way. No one is getting hurt."

Yellow-Eyes laughed, but it was a cold sound and froze Sam's blood. "We'll see about that…Once you get there, if you don't make a move, then I will…" His eyes suddenly shifted to the doorway where Alec had just walked in and he tracked his progress across the room.

Sam's eyes widened in fear and he held his breath; if Alec turned around, he'd be dead. His heart was pounding as Alec looked through a pile of papers. Not finding what he was looking for, he started in on another pile.

Sam looked to Yellow-Eyes who shot back a wicked smile. Sam just barely shook his head no and pleaded with his eyes for him not to hurt Alec, to give him more time to do what he wanted.

"Sam what are you doing?" Alec suddenly asked and Sam spun around to face him.

Alec took a step toward him at the look of fear that must have been covering his face, but Sam just turned back around. He let out a breath when he saw that Yellow-Eyes had disappeared and almost sank to the floor with relief.

"Sam…you ok?" Alec asked and he put a comforting hand on Sam's shoulder.

Sam turned back around and nodded. That had been too close and he almost couldn't stop himself from hugging Alec, but he held back since he thought that would be overeating. He did look Alec over though; it seemed with all his trying to find a way out he completely missed what was going on. Dean and Alec both look exhausted and he knew it was his fault.

"Guys!" Dean called out and he walked in the room a moment later. When he spotted Sam and Alec across the room he held out his hands and asked, "What? You waiting for an invitation?"

Sam and Alec both shook their heads no so Dean continued, "Then move your ass. Bobby and Ellen already left." He didn't wait for them to follow him out of the room, he just turned and left.

Alec patted him on the shoulder and followed Dean out the door calling out, "With the way you drive there should be no problem with catching up!"

Sam wished more than anything that he could find a way to keep both of them safe and kill Yellow-Eyes, but so far he didn't have any idea what to do.

"You gonna tell me what's going on?" Dean asked.

They had been driving nonstop and they were almost where they were going to stop. Sam had been expecting this question earlier, but Dean must have been waiting for him to bring it up. He was almost tempted to tell Dean everything, but that wouldn't really help him keep them safe. That would just make Dean work twice as hard to try to protect him.

"What do you mean?" Sam finally asked, deciding that playing dumb was his best option.

"You know what I mean. You're hiding something and everyone can see it," Dean stated.

Sam refused to answer and looked out the window instead.

"C'mon Sam…does it have to do with Yellow-Eyes? Or the Ghost Town? You know you can tell me anything."

"I know Dean…but it's nothing…" Sam lied.

Dean shook his head, but he didn't question Sam further. It was only a few miles before they stopped and parked next to Bobby in front of some old train tracks. The rest of the way to the old cemetery was going to be on foot.

Dean turned around and shook Alec's shoulder to wake him up. He'd slept most of the way there but Sam could tell it still wasn't enough. He hated himself for putting them all through this, and he wished again that he'd found a way to sneak out before they'd gotten here.

"You three ready for this?" Bobby asked once they were all standing, armed to the teeth, beside the railroad tracks.

"I actually only want one to go through," Yellow-Eyes suddenly said behind them and they all turned and raised their guns at the demon.

Yellow-Eyes laughed, "Those won't work on me…" He looked at each of them and then said, "I'm feeling a little crowded here…" He held out his hand and pushed to the left. Alec, Bobby, and Ellen went flying through the air. Bobby and Ellen landed a few feet away, but Alec hit a tree hard and none of them got back up.

Sam and Dean both moved to go check on them, but there was an invisible force suddenly stopping them.

"That's better," Yellow-Eyes said with a smile. "Now Sam, wasn't that easier than whatever you were planning on doing?"

Dean shot Sam a look, but Sam ignored him and argued, "You didn't have to do that!"

"Maybe not, but I wanted to and business is easier to do with less people around…" He looked at Dean who cried out a moment later. He dropped his gun and pressed his hand against his shoulder.

"Dean!" Sam tried to move closer to Dean, but he couldn't. "Let him go!" He could see the blood soaking Dean's jacket and the effort Dean was making to not let the pain show.

Yellow-Eyes turned to face him and Dean collapsed to his knees the second Yellow-Eyes looked away. Sam was grateful that his brother had been released and he hoped he could prevent anything else from happening.

"I'll do whatever you want," Sam said in defeat. He would do whatever it took to keep Dean safe but he was already failing.

"Good! That's what I like to hear!" Yellow-Eyes said. He stepped forward and pulled the Colt out of his jacket. He passed it over to Sam who took it without hesitation.

This gun could end it all, it could kill Yellow-Eyes and now Sam had it. All he had to do was shoot him before anything else could happen and it would all be over.

"I know what you're thinking Sam, but I wouldn't if I was you," Yellow-Eyes said and Dean cried out again in pain.

Sam focused again on what was going on and yelled, "Stop! I won't shoot! Just tell me what you want me to do!" He was desperate, but he didn't care. There was already a pool of blood beneath Dean and the whole point of this was to keep him safe.

Yellow-Eyes didn't stop hurting Dean but he said, "Go into the cemetery. You're going to use the gun to open the mausoleum and then your army will be released."

"My army?" Sam asked in confusion.

"Yes Sam, your army. And if you don't do it, I'll make it so big bro lives until he's begging for mercy. Death will be a blessing once I'm through with him. But I'll make him watch the others die first. I'll draw it out until he believes this is all his fault instead of knowing that it's yours."

"Let him go, then I'll start walking," Sam said quietly.

"Fine, he's free," Yellow-Eyes said, but Dean was barely conscious now and Sam could see where there were multiple cuts where his blood had already soaked through. "But they're all staying with me. I'll know when you've done what you're supposed to and then I'll let them go."

"Sam, no," Dean managed to say, and Sam could tell with just those two words how much pain Dean was in. Not only that, but he thought what Sam was doing was a mistake. He'd rather die than let Sam become the demon's leader. Sam wished he was strong enough to do what Dean wanted him to, but he needed his brother to be alive and doing this was the only way.

"I have to," Sam finally replied. He turned away from Dean and headed for the middle of the cemetery.

Part of him wanted to walk as slowly as possible and put off releasing the demon army for as long as he could. But the other part of him wanted to get this done so he could know for sure that Dean and the others were all going to be ok.

Before he knew it, he was at the cemetery. It didn't take him as long as he thought it would and it was easy to find the mausoleum that he was supposed to find. He found the place to use the Colt as a key, but he hesitated in using it. This would release an army of demons that he was supposed to control, how was that in any way a good idea? It was end of the world big and his only concern was on his brother and his family.

This was the selfish decision and he knew it. There was just no way to save his family and save the world. He just had to hope that Dean and Alec would live so they would be able to stop him and hopefully save the world before he destroyed it.

Making his decision, Sam put the Colt in the hole and watched as it started to spin.

More soon...