23:04:22
Sam's eyes snapped open. What the hell had happened? Why wasn't he dead? His head hurt like a bitch. He groaned and sat up slowly. The creature, where was it? Sam looked around, but it was nowhere to be seen. Sam wasn't hurt apart from his concussion, and the sword had been shattered.
"Shit." Sam groaned. He then gasped and looked at his watch. One more hour. Sam shot to his feet, ignoring the extreme pain and illness he felt. Then he ran. He had to get back to the hotel, to initiate plan B.
23:49:32
Sam buried the box, tears falling onto the dirty ground. Sobs wracked his body. He stood up, fear curling in his gut. He looked around at the crossroads. No one. Nothing. Sam sighed, running a hand through his hair. He turned around to leave, but a man in a suit was in his way. Sam jumped back, looking at the man's eyes. Black eyes.
"Hiya, Sam." The crossroads demon said. Sam clenched his hands into fists.
"Umm, y-you can grant wishes for people's souls, right?" Sam asked. The demon nodded and grinned.
"That's the general idea, yes."
"Then take my soul in exchange for Dean's life. Save him." Sam demanded. The demon laughed.
"Woah, woah, just slow down there, kid. I won't be taking your soul." The demon said. Sam's heart sunk to the floor.
"What?" Sam gasped.
"I didn't say that I wouldn't save Dean, so don't worry. You'll have twenty four hours with Dean and John, Sam, but then I'll be coming to collect something from you. It won't be your soul, though." The demon explained with a laugh. Sam frowned.
"Huh? What do you mean? What are you going to take from me?" Sam asked. The demon smiled.
"I am going to change your personality, Sammy boy. From the nerdy bookworm whom everyone loves and who hates hunting to a killing machine who everyone hates. The person who you dread being, Sam. How does that sound?" The demon asked. Sam pursed his lips and contemplated.
23:55:47
"Come on, Sammy, time's ticking." The demon said. Sam sighed and gave in.
"Okay. Fine." Sam agreed. The demon smiled, and then was all of a sudden kissing him. Sam gave a muffled shriek and pushed himself away.
"Sealed with a kiss." The demon teased, and then was gone. Sam stood there in silence for a minute, and then he broke down into sobs.
23:59:15
Sam burst into Dean's hospital room. Dean was sitting up, talking to Dad, whose face was beaming. Dean turned and saw Sam.
"Sam! Guess what, I'm alive!" Dean crowed happily. Sam looked down at his watch.
24:00:00
Sam's heart was all of a sudden in his throat. Tears were sliding down his cheeks again.
Dean was safe.