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They were safe, for now at least. Bobby Singer would make sure that the house was secure – well as secure as he and Miriam could make it while Immortals were walking freely inside. Bobby was getting along well with Miriam, Dean was still unconscious. In fact Bobby was getting along so well with having Immortals in his house that the lack of questions during Sam's explanation of what was happening should have been the first thing that should have tipped Sam off that something wasn't right. Bobby was going to ask questions. Questions kept a hunter alive. Also not welcoming in strange creatures, which lore was sketchy on at best was another creed that kept hunters alive. But Bobby asked no questions when he had showed up on his doorstep with an unconscious man and a strange woman. Instead Sam's foster father had simply ushered them inside, offered them hospitality, and silently helped nurse Dean back to recovery.

At the time Sam had been grateful for the lack of questions. His sole focus was on getting Dean back to the land of the conscious. Three days later his lover woke up, fully powered and completely forgiving Sam of his recent transgressions. And that should have been the second thing to tip off his hunter's instinct that something wasn't right with the whole situation. But the make-up sex was hot, heavy and beyond anything Sam had experienced with Dean before. It was almost worth having Dean hate him then forgive him if the sex was going to be this awesome! So Sam chose to ignore the nagging feeling that something was off. He had what he wanted and he was just going to go with it. There were no demons, no angels, and no deranged Immortal after him. There was just "Dean, more Dean, and OH MY GOD DEAN!"

Dean had just dragged Sam's third orgasm of the night out of him. Sam had stamina, a lot of it being who he was, but Dean and his newly restored power was a force to be reckoned with and he wasn't sure he would survive another round of make-up sex. Exhausted and out of breath Sam pushed Dean off of him – then noticed that his chest was not only sticky with sweat and cum but blood! It ran down his sides staining the sheets. The symbol Nicholas had carved in his chest burned like he was on fire! For a moment he was confused and looked to Dean with terrified eyes, but it wasn't Dean who stared back!

Sam tried to get up but Nicholas' fell on top of him his weight pinning him down to the blood stained sheets, preventing escape. The man's hands were roaming over the symbols but they weren't causing them to hurt. It was the opposite, they were soothing the burn, stopping the blood from seeping out of them. Calming Sam down when he didn't want to submit! His own demonic powers seemed useless, unusable against this new foe. Where was Dean? What had happened? Why didn't he listen to his instincts more?

"Relax Sammy," Nicholas said as his lips nibbled at Sam's earlobe. "Not going to hurt you – much," he chuckled as he felt the shiver run through Sam's body. "So gorgeous," Nicholas nipped lower, sucking Sam's neck before biting his clavicle. "I've already fucked you three times this evening. Don't you want to return the favor," he purred into Sam's ear?

"Yes," Sam said even though he had meant to scream "NO!" He felt something inside of him give, he felt a presence enter his soul. The fight went out of him. Sam wanted to fuck Nicholas senseless, give him pleasure…so much pleasure! But he struggled to remember Dean and the passion and bond they shared.

Nicholas smiled when he realized that the bond was almost complete. Sam Winchester was beyond gorgeous really and it would be no burden to use the anti-Christ and then discard him. He had been able to manipulate time and memory and stop Dean and Miriam from taking Sam. The "make-up" sex was needed to help him solidify their bond. It was simple morphing into Dean and creating the whole Bobby scenario from accessing Sam's memories. Sam was about to submit, was submitting already but he knew there was still more fight in the young man. Sam was strong, he was the anti-Christ after all, so what should Nicholas expect? Revenge was almost his! Dean would come to rescue his beloved, that was what Nicholas wanted. And when Dean burst through the door and sees his young lover, his Sammy, beholden to Nicholas; his slave in all things - well the look on Dean's face will be one that Nicholas would cherish for eternity! And when Nicholas gives Sam the command to use his demonic powers to kill Dean, well…revenge was sweet!

Dean woke up moments after Nicholas took Sam and vanished. Miriam was gently helping him up, actually holding him up and whispering soothing words into his ear.

"Sam," Dean said as he managed to stand on his own? Panic was in his voice.

"Nicholas took him Dean," his sister said. "Nicholas wants to bond to Sam, to use him to get to you."

"I know that," he shouted at her! "I know that bastard wants to kill me for what I did to him." Dean was defeated. Sam was gone, probably thought that Dean hated him, and at the mercy of Nicholas.

"He's not completed the bonding yet," he said as he felt his power returning to him. In a few hours he would be healed, powered up and ready to fight the son of a bitch. Both Immortals were just returning to normal when they felt it. More like them.

"We've got Demons coming," Miriam said calmly. "Lot of them too. Must have been called by Sam when he was fighting with Nicholas."

"So we fight." It was going to feel good to take his anger and his feeling of hopelessness out on some monsters!

"You up to it," his sister asked with a gleeful look on her face?

"Oh yeah, bring it!"

The door flew off its hinges and a battalion of black smoke streamed into the room. The battle shook the foundations of the building and spilled across the entire town.