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A/N: First off, I want to apologize for the LONG wait in update to the last chapter. I have writer's block on this chapter, and then I got into writing "What To Do." But I am one that do not like keeping people hanging on stories, so I finished it this morning. Thank you all for your continuing support! Please forgive me, again, for not getting this chapter up sooner.

Chapter 6

Johnson woke up and found himself in a strange bed. He looked over and realized that he was in a hospital. He glanced around and saw something he didn't think he would see. John was sitting in the chair next to the bed. He was surprised to see his old friend. He didn't think he would ever see John again after what he had done. On so many levels he betrayed his friend.

"John," Johnson called.

John stretched in the chair and noticed Johnson was staring at him.

"You're awake." John says.

"Yeah," Johnson replied. "John I am so sorry. I couldn't stop myself..."

"Johnson, stop."

"No, let me say this," Johnson said holding up his hand. "My biggest regret was losing your friendship. We had gone through so much to have this riff between us."

"Johnson, I really don't want to hear this. You attacked her, and the only reason you are breathing now is because Mary didn't want me to kill you. Then you take my boys. You better be happy that I love my wife more than I hate you."

"John, I am so sorry," Johnson said. "But there is something that I have to tell you."

"What?"

"Your son… Sam…"

"What you did to my son, you don't need to say anything about him," John said standing up in the chair.

"John, please. I know the things I did to Sam are unforgivable. I wish I could take it back, but I have to tell you this. They want your son."

"What?"

"There is something that your son can do, that they want him, badly. You have to protect him. He's not safe alone. I know the last thing you want from me is advice, but don't let them get your son. They want him something awful. If you don't believe me, research it. Look it up. The fire was a cover up. And there are more kids that have gone through what your family has."

John looked at his friend in disbelief. He knew he had been possessed and whatever he was told could be a lie. There was nothing happening with Sam. Sam was just fine. But deep down, could John really afford to take that chance? He stood up abruptly and left Johnson's hospital room.

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At the motel, Sam and Dean walked into the room together. Dean went over to the bed and laid down gratefully. Sam sat on the far bed and just watched Dean. After a few minutes of silence, Dean couldn't take it anymore.

"Sammy, I swear, I'm going to throw my entire bed at you, if you don't stop staring at me." Dean said with his eyes still close.

Sam smirked, but he still couldn't take his eyes off of Dean. The thought of him not being around scared the crap out of Sam. Those two days of not having Dean around, he couldn't stand it. Dean opened his eyes and sat up in the bed leaning against the headboard.

"Come here," Dean said patting the bed next to him. Sam got up and sat on the bed next to Dean. "Okay, talk."

"I-I just understand what you went through." Sam said quietly. "I couldn't stand it."

Dean nodded, but didn't say anything. "After he sent those pictures..."

"Sammy, I'm fine." Dean cut Sam off. "Okay? I'm fine. I'm here. You're here. Let's just drop it."

"He was going to shoot you," Sam said with tears in his eyes. He didn't want to look up at Dean. "He was going to kill you, and I wouldn't have been able to stop it."

"Well, he didn't. And thanks to you and Dad, that demon is back in Hell." Dean put his arm around Sam's shoulders. "It's okay. Alright?"

Sam looked up at Dean. "Okay."

"Good."

"But Dean, I have to ask one more thing."

"Now what?" Dean said taking his arm off of Sam.

"How?"

"How what?" Dean asked looking down at Sam.

"How did you let Johnson get the best of you?" Sam asked. "The big bad Dean Winchester." Sam tried to stifle his laughing, trying so much to change the tension in the room.

Dean smirked at Sam. He knew he was teasing. He wasn't being hurtful. He wasn't being mean. Sam was just being the pain in the ass little brother he's always been.

"You." Dean said, his smile faltering.

One word and the atmosphere in the room changed dramatically. It was completely silent in the room.

"Me?" Sam finally got out. Oh great, Sam thought, this really was all my fault.

"Hey, stop it." Dean said as if reading his brother's mind. "Don't even start that. Johnson threatened he would kill you if I didn't go with him. He knew where you were. He said he would kill you if I tried to escape. So I went with him. Why do you think the car was there?"

"Dean, I'm so sorry."

"Sammy, it's not your fault. Johnson was possessed. It's fine. I'm fine. And we're together. That's all that matters. Okay."

"Okay," Sammy nodded.

"Good, so can we just drop it."

Sam nodded.

"Thank you," Dean said putting his head down on the lumpy motel pillow.

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"You didn't get him to do it, did you?"

"That damn John Winchester exercised me before I could."

"Well, that goes to show that you went about it the wrong way. Next time you're going to have to get Sam Winchester to trust you."

"And how am I suppose to do that?"

"Ruby. Ruby. How many times do I have to show you that you can trust me? And that I know what I am doing."

"But Azazel," Ruby said. "Sam is a trained hunter that knows that all demons are bad. How am I going to get that boy to trust me?"

"Ruby," Azazel said getting up from the table he was sitting at. "I told you the way to Sam was through Dean. And the way to Dean is through Sam. You just went about it the wrong way."

"Now how am I supposed to do that?" Ruby asked.

"Just wait back for my signal. Striking now, is not going to be wise. Since you screwed up, they are really going to be watching each other closely. Now, because of you, we're going to have to wait until they get complacent again. And when the time comes, I am going to go after Dean's heart. When that happens, you get Sam to trust you. You think you can do it?"

"Yes, just let me know when. I just can't wait until everything gets started."

Ruby walked out of the room they were in. Azazel looked down at the pictures of all the kids he went to when they were six months old; Andy, Scott, Max, Jake, Lillie, Ava, Sam and Warren. He decided he would pay one of them a visit.

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Jake was walking home from school with his sister. When they got home, Jake went to his room and laid down. He decided to take a nap before his Mom came home from work. Today was a special day for them. They were going to celebrate his sister's birthday at the local restaurant. Once Jake was asleep, he didn't notice something was watching him. He looked at Jake while he slept and then closed his eyes.

Jake was dreaming. He was playing 3 on 3 basketball with his friends. They were having a good time when everything went dark. Jake decided to leave and was stopped by a strange man. A strange man with yellow eyes.

"Hello, Jake." Azazel said.

"Who are you?" Jake asked. "How do you know my name?"

"I know a lot about you, Jake. But I am here on a totally different matter." Jake just stood there and listened to the yellow-eyes man talk.

"In a few years I need you to do something for me?"

"What's that?"

"I want you to kill Sam Winchester."

"What?! Why? Who is he?"

"A nobody."

"What's in it for me?"

"I won't kill your sister." Azazel said with no remorse. "How's that for incentive."

"You son of a..."

Jake was coming after the yellow-eyed man, but he just waved his hand and Jake went flying to the fence of the basketball court. He was pinned. He couldn't move. Azazel walked over to him.

"So do we have a deal? You kill Sam Winchester, and I won't kill your sister."

"Deal." Jake said with tears in his eyes.

"Good. I'll let you know when. Treasure your life and your sister's." And with the wave of his hand he disappeared. Jake woke up in a state. He was sweating profusely. He got up from the bed and ran to his sister's room to see if she was okay. She was in her room playing with her toys. Jake let out the biggest sigh and walked in his sister's room and sat on the floor with her. She smiled and handed him a toy so that he could play with her. Jake took the toy and played any and every game he could with his little sister.

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At the motel.

John finally came back to the motel. It was 10 at night. Dean was sitting up in the bed with Sam leaning against his shoulder. They were both sleep. John walked over to his sons and sat down on the end of the bed. He shook Dean's shoulder. Dean woke up and looked at his father.

"Hey Dad," Dean grumbled out. "You just getting home?"

"Yeah, son," John said. "I had to things to look up. You okay?"

"Yeah Dad, I'm fine." Dean said followed by a yawn. "What's up?"

John just looked at Dean. Dean began to fully awaken when he saw the look on his father's face.

"Dad," Dean said with a much sterner, awake voice. "What's wrong?"

John sighed. He put his head down and then looked back up at Dean. Now Dean was really getting nervous.

"Dad, you're scaring me."

John just smiled at Dean. "Listen Dean, I want you to promise me, you will watch out for Sammy."

"I always look out for Sammy," Dean said with a shaky voice. "Dad, you know that."

"I mean it." John said. "I want you to protect Sam. Don't let anyone hurt him. Even if it's me."

Dean was now really scared.

"Dad, what's going on?"

Dean was breathing hard.

"I want you to promise me, Dean."

"I promise, Dad." Dean said a tear stinging the back of his eyes. "I promise."

"Good boy," John said patting his shoulder and getting up from the bed.

"Dad," Dean called out. "What's going on?"

"I don't know," John said sitting down in the chair. "I want to make sure that Sam is safe. And I know you won't let me down. Will you?"

"No sir." Dean said looking at his dad, then down at his sleeping brother. Instinctively, Dean's arm went tighter around Sam. His Dad's words caused Dean's protective instincts to kick into overdrive.

John saw Dean's grip tighten around his youngest. John sadly smiled at himself. He didn't know what struck him more; Dean's arm tightening, or that Sam didn't even flinch at that. He loved his sons. He knew he was putting a lot on his oldest. But he knew that Dean could handle it. But John knew what was in store for him. He would have to know if what Johnson told him in the hospital was true. And if he can stop it before it affected his youngest.

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Ruby knew that now she was going to have to wait. It would be a while before she could get out of Hell and try again with Sam. This time, she thought, she would have a foolproof plan. All she had to do while she waited was work on her people skills to win over little Sammy Winchester. She knew that if this was going to work and she got Sam to open up Hell to let Lucifer out then she had to get Sam to trust her. The kind of trust that would be stronger than his trust in his brother.

All she had to do now was wait.

And wait.

And wait. For the signal from Azazel.

THE END

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