Oooookaaayy! Next chapter, people! Enjoy reading about Sam and his special case of the crazies. Teehee, I like breaking things, but don't worry, I always put them back together again.

19:05:18

Sam had run and locked himself in the bathroom. He stared at himself in the mirror, breathing heavily. Now was not the time to freak out. What was wrong with him?

"Sam! Open the door! Please, we can help you! Just come out! Sam!" Dean hollered. How long had it been. Thirty minutes? Tears filled Sam's eyes. He pressed his forehead against the door.

"I can't trust myself, Dean. What if I kill you this time around, huh?" Sam called. He heard Dean sigh, and then heard a thump as Dean leaned his forehead against the door as well. A lump formed in Sam's throat. He just wanted to die. He couldn't even trust himself around his brother. Usually, Sam was calm and collected, but now….

"It's started early." Sam whispered.

"I know." Dean whispered back. Tears slid from Sam's eyes.

"It takes a long time for the process to finish." A voice from behind Sam said. Sam whipped around, and his eyes widened. The demon was there.
"What do you want?" Sam screamed at it, mostly in anger, but in fear as well. The demon smiled sadistically.

"I just came to explain why the process has started early. And I came to warn you. You should be careful, because in between the process, you are no longer in control of you mind or body." The demon said. Sam stopped. The demon had disappeared. Sam looked at himself in the mirror. He looked like a wild animal. His eyes so wide his irises were like dots in the oceans of white. They were also bloodshot. So very bloodshot, and his eyes shone, bright hazel orbs with the fires of hell burning in them. His lips were pulled back in a snarl, his white teeth bared. His hair was so mussed up, it was like he hadn't brushed it in weeks. It fell over his eyes, like light brown vines. His hands were curled into fists at his sides. His body was so tense. Tears had left wet tracks down his cheeks. Sam sank to the floor. He could faintly hear Dean hollering and beating at the door.

"Sammy! Sam! Open the fucking door!" Dean screamed, and soon John joined in. Sam couldn't answer. No, he didn't want to answer. He door banged open, and absently, Sam glanced at his watch.

19:17:54

Sam snorted softly as Dean began to shake him, and John began yelling at him.
"No point, Dean. I'm just going….to kill…you all." Sam whispered as he slipped into unconsciousness.

20:11:12

Sam's dreams were plagues with images of fear, and blood. Sam shot awake, screaming so loud that the sound echoed through the whole house. He was back in the bedroom. He scrambled out of his bed and ran to the closed door. He put his hands on the door, and then he tried to open the door. Locked. Sam bared his teeth and growled.

"LET ME OUT!" Sam bellowed, and began smashing his fists on the door so hard it hurt. He threw back his head and let out a roar that sounded barely human. He wanted to tear his hair out, and sink his teeth into someone's flesh, and he didn't care whose. He kicked at the door and fifteen minutes later he was breathing so hard his whole body moved. He lowered his arms, and let them fall to his sides limply.

"Sam?" A muffled voice called from behind the door.

"Dean?" Sam called.

"Yeah, Sammy, and Dad's here, too." Dean's voice called.

"Let me out. Please, Dean, let me out." Sam begged.

"I'm sorry, Sam. We can't." Dad's voice called. Fear and hurt curled right into his chest. Sadness slapped his across the face.

"Alright then," Sam said. There was silence on the other side, which indicated that they were gone. "I guess I'll just have to jump out the window." Sam growled. He turned and sprinted at the window, not caring about the glass. He jumped and rammed himself against the glass. Instantly, the glass shattered, and Sam fell towards the earth. He was on the second floor, so he landed on the dirt and glass really hard. He was winded, so he lay there. He could feel blood running from gashes and cuts on his arms and face. God, what was he doing? Tears slid from his eyes. He didn't know what he was doing, obviously. Sam drew in a ragged breath, and then let out a strangled sob. He lifted a hand, to look at his watch.

19:30:23

Five hours left. Sam closed his eyes. He could stand to sleep for a while…..

23:38:21

"Sam?" Dean's voice floated into his head. Sam moaned, and then his eyes fluttered open. The light blinded him, but he dealt with it, and searched for Dean.

"Dean?" Sam choked out. Dean's face came into view and he smiled.

"Hey, tiger." Dean said. He looked terrible. His face was pale, and he hadn't shaved. There were dark bags under his eyes, and he looked so ill.

"Y-You look worse than I feel." Sam teased. Dean smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes.

"Yeah, well, I wasn't the one who jumped out a second story window." Dean said, with a hint of anger in his eyes. Sam sighed and closed his eyes. His body ached.
"How long have a been asleep?" Sam asked.

"Nearly four hours. Dad just went to the shops to get some more supplies, and Bobby's gonna be another week on his hunt, 'cause apparently there was more than one of those fuckers he was chasing after." Dean said. He tried to sound light hearted, but it was a half assed job and they both knew it.

"Ah. Okay, then." Sam said. He sat up and Dean frowned.

"What do you think you're doing?" Dean asked.

"I'm fine, Dean, just a little sore." Sam said, but Dean didn't buy it.

"No. Sam, lie down." Dean ordered. Sam groaned.

"C'mon, Dean." Sam whined. Dean shook his head. Sam did the puppy eyes, and Dean still didn't budge. Eventually, Sam sighed a lay back down.

"Fine." Sam huffed, and fell back onto the bed. It was still too soft. Dean sat there for a while, next to Sam, but after a while he said,

"You only have twenty minutes left, Sam." Dean said. Sam tensed.

"I know. I saw on my watch." Sam lied. It was so easy to lie. Dean smiled again, but gave up after a few seconds.

"So, what are we gonna do about it?" Dean asked. Sam shook his head.

"We wait." Sam said. So wait they did.

Only twenty minutes left! I have no idea how this turned into…well…this! So, hopefully you guys still think it's reasonable! You can be sure of an update in the next 1-3 days!