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Chapter 5

Sometime during the night Dean felt himself get punched in the stomach. He woke up thinking that Sam was having a nightmare as he was proned to do, but was startled when he saw Sam jerking and thrashing like he was having convulsions.

"Sammy!" Dean yelled grabbing his brother's arms.

Sam's whole body would tense then it was as if he had no control over his body parts and just starts flailing.

"Sammy, stop! C'mon, kiddo, wake up!" Dean tried running his fingers through his brother's hair and when that didn't work, he tried rubbing calming circles on his stomach.

Sam moaned and groaned as if he was in pain.

"Dammit, Sammy, open your eyes!" Dean yelled.

Bobby made his way down the hall when he heard Dean yelling. There better be a good reason he's yelling like that at two in the morning. He entered the room and saw Sam jerking, "What the hell did you do to him?"

Dean turned to Bobby, "I didn't do anything. I woke up and saw him going into convulsions. I thought he was having a nightmare, but he won't wake up."

"How in the hell did that happen?"

"I don't know, Bobby."

After about five minutes, Sam finally relaxed and opened his eyes. When Dean saw his eyes they were black and then quickly faded to his normal hazel eyes.

"What the fuck was that? Did you see that Bobby?"

Bobby nodded. What was that?

"Sammy? Can you hear me, kiddo?"

Sam blinked in confusion as if trying to clear his head then nodded. "Yeah, Dean."

"What happened? Are you okay, Sam?" Bobby asked.

"Yeah, 'm fine. Just disoriented. Why?"

"Dude, you went into convulsions. I thought you were having a nightmare."

"I feel hot, Dean."

"Yeah, well that's probably because of all the thrashing you did."

Sam shook his head, "No, Dean. Hot, really hot."

Dean looked at Bobby. Bobby just shrugged.

"Sammy, what are you talking about? You want me to get you a cool washcloth?"

Sam groaned. Dean wasn't getting it. Sam discretely grabbed Dean's hand and placed it on his erection. Dean's eyes went wide.

"You mean…?"

Sam nodded, "I don't know why."

Bobby looked confused, "What are you idjits talking about?"

"Um, nothing, Bobby. Sam's fine. He's just a little uncomfortable from the thrashing his body did," Dean lied.

"Well, if you're sure. I'm going back to bed," Bobby answered and left the room.

Dean sighed with relief. He didn't want to explain to Bobby that his brother was horny.

"You okay, Sammy?"

Sam moaned, "Yeah. Dean? Why am I all of a sudden so worked up?"

Dean laughed, "Because you're a horny bastard."

"Am not, jerk."

"Are too, bitch."

Sam moaned, "Dean?"

Dean laughed again, "Don't worry, Sammy. I'll take care of it."

"Bobby, you can't kill him."

"I'm sorry, but we don't have a choice. We can't exorcise him because he isn't possessed."

"You fucking, crazy old man! He's my fucking brother!"

"Sam calm down."

"Don't fucking tell me to calm down!" Sam screamed his eyes turning black. "If you kill my brother, I will fucking kill you!"

Dean headed down stairs and heard Sam screaming at Bobby. "Sammy? What's the problem?"

Sam turned around and faced Dean, "He wants to kill you! I won't let him. I will kill him first! I will tear his fucking heart out!"

Dean noticed the black eyes. Oh, shit. "Sammy, calm down. No one's gonna die. Not me and not Bobby. I promise little brother, I'm not going anywhere."

Sam breathed heavily for a few minutes, but eventually calmed down. His eyes returning to normal. He turned to Bobby.

"Sorry, Bobby. I don't know where that came from."

"You're starting to sound like Dean," Bobby said and walked out of the room.

"Sammy? We need to talk."

"Okay. What's up?"

"Not here. Let's go upstairs."

Sam nodded and followed Dean upstairs. Once in Dean's room, Dean shut the door.

"I think I know what happened."

"What are you talking about?"

"Sammy, you're a demon."

"Wait, what? Are you sure?"

"Yeah, but I'm not sure how."

"I don't understand, Dean."

Dean sighed, "Alright, try this. Stand in front of the mirror, and try to get angry, like really angry or think sexually."

"Can I think sexual about you?"

Dean chuckled, "Sure, kiddo. Whatever floats your boat."

Sam did as Dean suggested and thought about Dean hot and naked and writhing underneath him as he mouths his cock. Suddenly he noticed that his eye color changed. His eyes now were pitch black.

"Believe me, now?"

"Holy shit!"

"Yeah, but how?"

Dean shrugged, "I dunno. Maybe had something to do with having sex with a demon."

"Speaking of sex…"

"Are you nuts? If Bobby hears us, not to mention if he walks in…"

Sam pouted, "Fine."

Dean chuckled, "Later."

Sam grinned and nodded.

Damien tried to come up with a plan B in destroying the Winchesters, particularly Samuel.

"My Lord? Fancy seeing you on earth."

Damien looked up from his perch and saw the familiar yellow eyes of Azazel.

"Azazel. "

Azazel bowed, "Yes, my lord. If I may ask, what are you doing on earth?"

"Not that it is any of your business, but I thought of having a little fun with the Winchesters. Particularly, Samuel Winchester."

Azazel hesitated, "Sam Winchester? Why?"

Damien grinned, "My dear Azazel, don't think I know what you have been planning to do with Samuel Winchester. Feeding children your blood and having this child lead your demon army to overthrow me."

"I…"

"…Have nothing to say. You're gonna pay for your deception, but first I am gonna get rid of Samuel Winchester, once and for all."

"May I ask how?"

"I have turned his older brother, Dean into a demon. Eventually Dean will come to his demonic senses and kill. This should cause Samuel to want nothing to do with his brother and leave him. When that happens, I will make my move. And there is nothing you can do about."

"I will allow Dean to live, Sam, on one condition," Bobby explained at dinner.

"What?" Sam asked.

"That he doesn't harm innocent people. Once he attacks an innocent person, I will not hesitate to destroy him."

Sam nodded, "You don't have to worry, Bobby. This is Dean. He would never hurt someone."

"You don't know that, Sam. You seem to have so much faith in him."

"He's my brother! Why shouldn't I?"

"Sammy, calm down," Dean whispered.

Sam nodded and took deep breaths.

"I am sorry, Sam. I know Dean is your brother, but I have to be practical."

"Don't worry, Bobby. I promise I won't hurt anyone. And I understand that you need to be practical, hell if our situations were reversed, I would be the same way. But you don't have to worry about me, I will get out of your hair."

"Dean! What are you talking about? Are you leaving me?"

Dean shook his head, "Not unless you're coming. I am talking about finding a hunt. Maybe I could prove to Bobby that I am the same person."

Sam nodded, "Good idea. I can search now." Sam got up from the table and pulled out his laptop.

"I really hope you know what you're doing, boy. I love you boys like you are my own. I don't want to have to kill you."

"Understood, Bobby."

"Hey, Dean. I've got something," Sam said running in the kitchen.

TBC...

So what's the Yellow Eyed Demon's part in all of this? What is gonna happen to Sam and Dean? And what about Damien? Will his plan be fulfilled? Questions, questions.