Supernatural Season 8 "In Limbo"
A/N: I know I messed up last chapter I was half asleep when I wrote it I went back and fixed it if you don't want to go back and reread it, it meant to say: Sam went out to where the Impala was parked and hoped Dean would forgive him as he ripped open the fabric on the side of the driver's side seat and pulled out The Amulet that he'd given to Dean so many Christmases ago. And he hoped beyond hope that his love for Dean wasn't really worthless... (So sorry about the mess up. Somewhere in my half asleep brain I was thinking The Impala had bucket seats or something to that effect... I don't know what I was thinking honestly, I guess that's what I get for writing when I've only had two hours of sleep!)
"Surprises"
Sam gathered the herbs, mixed them in a pewter bowl and set them on fire. He then added his blood to the flaming mix, clutched The Amulet tight in his unijured hand and chanted the spell.
He felt the atmosphere shift and Lucifer stared making remarks like: "Oh, Sammy's got something cooking now! He's got a real nice fish on the end of his line! Whatchya gonna do when you real it in? Huh Sammy? You gonna skin it alive maybe? Your an abomination Sam... A monster, the only thing your blood is gonna bring is monsters. Why don't you just put out that fire and do what you have to, to put yourself out of your misery? Aren't you even a little curious about what I have planned next? Oh, trust me Sammy it's a doozy! So hurry up and get this over with because I can't wait to show you!"
Sam did his best to ignore Lucifer as he chanted the spell but whatever had been building in the atmosphere had disapated and Sam was still alone. Well mostly.
Now Lucifer taunted again: "Knew it wouldn't work, let's count the reasons why... Hmmm... One: Could be you NEVER left The Cage or you did leave The Cage and you've just gone so far off the reservation you can't do a simple spell right. Two: Maybe it didn't work cause you never left The Cage and if I'm honest with myself I'd admit I'm still having a bit off fun watching you run around like a chicken with it's head cut off or you did leave The Cage and your love for Dean isn't worth jack squat. Ooh and three:.."
"SHUT UP!" Sam screamed and now he went on a tirade of throwing things at Lucifer as he broke down sobbing and finally gave into shuddering as what was left of his sanity finally fled and he started muttering and hitting himself in the side of the head with the heel of his injured hand and still clutched The Amulet in a tight fist with the other.
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Dean ran as fast as he could as the giant humaniod with one hundred arms chased after him. He'd made the mistake of thinking the thing was a hill and trying to climb it and now he was paying the price for waking it up.
Whatever this creature was it had more than a slight height advantage on Dean and he found that it only had to take a couple of steps to catch him. It was like getting chased by a skyscraper, there was just no way to escape and soon Dean found himself having the life squeezed from him as the giant wrapped one huge strong hand around him and his last thought before oblivion claimed him was "If this thing says: "Fe fi fo fome" I might piss myself from laughing so hard." because it was kind of hard to be afraid of something that looked so ridiculous even if it was over a hundre feet tall.
As Dean woke up, the first thing he realized he hadn't died only passed out, which was weird because in Purgatory there had never been any passing out only feeling himself getting ripped to shreds until he no longer had eyes to witness it with. Any other time he sustained an injury the injury had remained and he'd been sure it would've stayed that way until he died again, he'd just never been wiling to test the theory as keeping his humanity was more important than letting himself die so that a few broken bones MIGHT get healed when he came back to life. The second thing he realized was that instead of rough, jagged ground, he was lying on a smooth, flat, wooden surface. And instead of hearing the crunching of underbrush and the sounds of creatures closing in on him, he heard the muted sound of someone crying...
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The fourth thing Dean realized was, that he was in a LOT of pain, that giant had probably broken (if not crushed) a few (if not all) of his ribs. Yet he still managed to get his legs under him and come to a stand because he knew that it wasn't wise to stay down when there were monsters just out of eyeshot waiting to maul him. As he stood the fifth thing he realized was that he recognized the place he was in. He hadn't seen it in what felt like forever, but he knew automatically where he was. He was back...
He didn't know or at the moment, care, how. All that mattered was he was back and he had to find Sam...
The second he thought of Sam was when he noticed the huddled mass that sat crying, muttering and rocking in the corner of the room and that's the sixth thing Dean realized. Sam was right there and he didn't look so good...
On instinct Dean was at Sam's side in a blink. He reached out to comfort his little brother only to have Sam's head snap up before he could touch him.
"Isn't using Dean starting to get a little old for you?" Sam asked Lucifer who stood in the corner on the oposite side of the room and Lucifer replied "I don't know it's kinda fun watching you think Dean's seeing you all broken like like this, the humiliation you feel each time, it's kinda hysterical."
Dean realized Sam had spoken AROUND him to something he couldn't see and all Dean could think was "Not this again." as he took in the sight of his little brother. Sam had a "Grizzly Adams" beard, had lost a lot of weight and he smelled like he hadn't been bathing and quite possibly maybe even had used the bathroom in his pants a few times as he smelled like raw sewage and Dean knew right then that Sam had really lost his mind this time.
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Sam sighed and looked straight at the new Dean in front of him, this Dean was thin and all bruised up, looked to be in need of some medical care which could be entirely feasable depending on where Dean had been. Sam had to shake himself out of it and remind himself that this Dean wasn't actually here but the concerned look on this one's face was the best one his fried brain had ever managed and it was almost passable for real.
"I have to find my brother and I'm not gonna let these games you're playing with my mind keep distracting me." Sam stated calmly and Lucifer only taunted "You can't find Dean because you're in The Cage Sam. Just stop fighting it, pick up your gun and empty it into your skull."
Sam walked over to where his gun lay. It worried him slightly when he realized he didn't remember ever reassembling it and it chilled him to find it loaded with only one round. He threw the gun across the room at Lucifer screaming "JUST END THIS YOURSELF, YOU STUPID SON OF A BITCH! OH RIGHT, I FORGOT, YOU'RE NOT REAL! YOU WANNA TELL ME YOU'RE REAL!... FINE!... WANNA TELL ME I NEVER LEFT THE CAGE!... FINE!... BUT THE ONE THING YOU CAN'T DO IS PROVE IT AND END IT YOURSELF! SO UNTIL YOU DECIDE TO PULL THE TRIGGER ON ME AND END THIS, ME, YOU AND ALL THE LITTLE TORTURES YOU COOK UP FOR ME TO EXPERIENCE ARE GONNA JUST STAY STUCK HERE AND UNTIL YOU CAN PROVE TO ME THAT I'M STILL REALLY IN THE CAGE, I'M GONNA TRUST WHAT DEAN TOLD ME, I'M GONNA TRUST THAT I'M REALLY OUT AND TRUST THAT WHAT'S HAPPENED SINCE I'VE BEEN OUT IS REAL! SO STOP TRYING TO DISTRACT ME FROM FINDING HIM!"
Dean cringed as he watched Sam lose it. Then his heart almost stopped when he saw Sam pick up the gun. He listened as Sam ranted at the invisible person he could only assume was Lucifer and actually felt proud at how Sam told him off.
Dean tried to find a delicate way to approach Sam and found he was grasping at straws. He'd never been good at being sensitive, that had always been Sam's thing. So he did the best he could as he kept his hoarse and gravely tone as soothing as possible as he whispered "You did find me Sammy. I'm right here."
Sam shrugged and yelled at the corner again "You just can't give up, can you? NO! Of course not. Go on then. Rub my nose in it. Tell me how my love for Dean is worthless. How my love means nothing to him. Go on. TELL ME!" Now Sam rounded on Dean continuing to yell "GO ON! CALL ME A MONSTER! TELL ME MY LOVE IS WORTHLESS! WHY DON'T YOU THROW THIS AWAY AGAIN WHILE YOU'RE AT IT!" Sam threw The Amulet at Dean and the fact it didn't go through Dean didn't even register.
Dean caught The Amulet and looked down a it awestruck. "Sam I never should have called you that..." Dean started to say but Sam interupted with "No Dean was right, I'm a monster. Been a monster since I drew my first breath. I just wish.."
Now it was Dean's turn to interupt "Don't say that Sam. I was wrong. I was wrong to say those things, to throw this away." as he held up The Amulet.
"He was right to throw it away. It and my love are worthless. Even Heaven knows I don't deserve anything good, knows I don't deserve for Dean to love me, knows I don't deserve for my love to mean anything to Dean. That's why I didn't get to relive any good memories in Heaven. Heaven knew I'm evil, knew that I didn't deserve Dean, knew it had to drive him away from me. All I want is to bring him back, make sure he's okay, then I'll leave I promise. I know better than to try to fix things now. I know better than to want my love to be worth something to him. So please just leave me alone so I can find him."
Now Sam turned to the corner, yelled for someone to shut up and started hitting himself in the head muttering "Even when I promise to end this you can't leave me alone... I just want my briother back. Can't you give me a minute's peace so I can bring him home? Just give me that one thing and... And I'll end it. It'll be game over... I'll do it. It's just turning to last page of the book right?"
Dean swallowed the lump in his throat as he said "No Sam. No you can't possibly be thinking about letting this crap in your head win. You have to fight it I know you're strong enough to fight it."
"I hate to admit it and I could never tell the real Dean this, but here it goes. I'm weak. There I said it, It's humiliating to think my brother could come back and find me like this." Said Sam as he gestured to himself and continued with "But he won't come back. I'll never get him back because the spell requires the blood of someone who loves Dean and an object that proves that love and since my love is worthless it didn't work and I can't think of anyone else because everyone who's ever loved Dean either can't remember him or they're dead, because I killed them. I murdered almost everyone who's ever cared about my brother and the ones I didn't kill, Dean had to make them forget his existence because of the danger I had brough to their lives. I ruined Dean's life and all the chances he had of coming home."
"Sam, you did bring me home, whatever you did. It really worked and I'm really here and I really need you to believe me." Dean pleaded.
Sam was crying again as he clutched his left temple and hit himself upside the head, then he held out his hand and said "Give it back. It's not your's it belongs to Dean. It belongs to my brother. I gave it to him and you have no right to touch it."
Dean dropped The Amulet and Sam picked it up holding it to his chest as he started to bawl grievously. Dean felt as if his heart had just been ripped right out. Sam didn't think he was real. Didn't know his love meant everything to Dean...
"Okay... SO... What do you think so far? Is it good... Bad, in between? I haven't got ANY reviews on this yet and I'd really like to know what people think of my take on things or what direction readers would like to see this go... I need input! So PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE REVIEW!
