I decided it was going a little too slow, so I decided to speed it up a bit. Enjoy!

16:44:21

Sam and Dean were sitting outside Bobby's house. Sam cast a quick glance at Dean, and saw that he was sitting stiffly, his mouth pressed into a thin line.

"Why'd you do it?" Dean asked. Sam knew what he was asking, but he decided to play dumb.
"What do you mean?" Sam asked. Dean clenched his teeth.

"Why did you make the damn deal, Sam?" Dean spat.

"Why do you have to know? I'm going to…" Sam waved his hand in the air. "Whatever it is. Change, I guess." Sam sighed. Dean shot up onto his feet.

"Sam, damn it! You can't do this! Don't agree to the deal. Run from it. Let me die!" Dean yelled. Sam got up, too, tears glistening in his eyes.

"No." Sam said. Dean stared at him dumbly.
"What did you say?" Dean said angrily.

"No. I am not going to lose you. You're mine. Damn it, Dean, you can't leave me. I am going to change, and to be honest, it's worse than dying, but I'm okay with that because you're going to be okay." Sam whispered. Dean made a sound in the back of his throat and crushed Sammy to him. Tears once again trailed down his cheeks.

"You idiot." Dean sighed into Sam's hair. "I don't want you to go." Sam laughed against Dean's chest.
"No shit." He said. Sam then let go of Dean and wiped his eyes.

"No chick flick moments." He said, and Dean snorted.

"Too late to say that."

18:23:48

Sam jolted awake from his sleep. He frowned. Something wasn't right. This bed was too soft. He sat up and looked down at it. He poked the mattress.

"Fuckin' hell!" He yelled in frustration as he tried to get comfortable. Finally he just got up and slept on the floor. What was wrong with him? He loved that bed. He'd always thought it was just right.

18:30:43

Sam sighed and got up. He couldn't sleep like this. Sam crept from his room and down the stairs to get a glass of water. Bobby was a light sleeper, but he was away on a hunt at that moment, and Dean and Dad were no trouble. They were the heaviest sleepers ever.

Sam reached the kitchen without bumping into anything, thankfully. He opened the cupboard and then turned the tap on, but no water came out. Sam frowned and thumped the wall, and a big BOOM sounded from inside the wall. Sam jumped, and then he heard running footsteps. Sam frowned and turned the tap off. He felt a hand on his shoulder, and the weirdest thing happened. Without turning to see who it was, all of his alarms went off inside his head. He turned and punched his attacker right in the face. Then, while his attacker was disoriented, he punched his throat, then kicked his stomach. Something deep inside of Sam made him snap, like he was being possessed by a demon. Sam froze completely. He stared at the body that was now on the floor.

Dean.

Sam raised a hand to his face, his eyes widening in terror. What had he done? Dean coughed and sputtered and held his stomach. John stood at the kitchen doorway, staring at Sam in horror. Sam shook his head. What had he done? Dean looked up at Sam, and Sam stared at Dean.
"Sam, just….stay there." John said with his hands raised. At first, Sam thought there was something behind him. Then he saw the knife in his hand, and where he was pointing it. It was aimed at Dean.

No. No, no, no, no, no. No.

"Dean, I didn't…..its not…" Sam began, but he couldn't think of anything to say. Tears stung his eyes. He was going to kill Dean. John was afraid of him, and Dean just sat there, looking like someone had kicked his puppy. Sam backed away until he hit the sink, and he dropped the knife. As it fell, it cut his foot. He heard the rip of skin, and the clink of metal as the knife hit the ground. It had been in the dirty washing up pile. Sam could feel warm blood coursing down him foot, but he couldn't feel the pain. Lights danced in his eyes. His head hurt so much. Too much. He couldn't breathe. What was wrong with him? Sam shook his head again. Then Sam screamed. Oh, how he screamed. He couldn't see, he couldn't breathe, he didn't want to live.

He was dying.

…I am sooooo sorry I took so long. HUGE writers block, and I know that this chapter is really short and its pretty bad, but at least its something, right? LSorry again, but I will get something else up soon!