Second Chance (by teamfreewillangel and milael)
A/N: Sequel to "An Unconfessed Love in Danger"
Chapter 1 (by teamfreewillangel)
"Sammy! Watch out!" Dean yelled right as the demon threw his brother half-way across the room. There was a loud smach as Sam slammed into the wall and fell to the ground. Dean went running for him. He scooped Sam up into his arms and cradled him against himself, trying to ignore the demon that was pacing behind them, eyeing Dean as he worked to get Sam to wake up from the hit he had taken. "Come on Sam, I need you to wake up baby."
"Aww, how sweet." The demon laughed. "Doesn't it bother you that you two are involved in incest? I mean, that's wrong and screwed up, even for you." Dean glared at the demon, then looked back down at Sam, who was waking up. But Dean felt himself being pulled away from Sam and sliding across the floor.
"Dean!" Sam yelled out. He soon found himself pinned underneath the demon. His legs were on both sides of his hips, pushing down to prevent Sam from going anywhere. "Get off me!" Sam yelled.
"Hmmmm." The demon said. "You're skin is as soft as Ruby and Zatanna said it was." He laughed. He ran his hosts hands up and down Sam's chest, then pulled at the shirt, ripping it. Sam tried to fight him off, but the demon was way stronger than he looked. "I would love to have some fun with you." He whispered as he bent down to kiss Sam's neck. Sam struggled to get away as the demon molested him.
"Help!" Sam yelled out as the demon began to try to go farther. Just then, he leaned up and cut his hand. Dean lookd up to see the demon holding a bleeding wound over Sam's mouth.
"Come on Sammy." The demon growled. "Drink up. Get nice and strong for when Lucifer takes you over." He laughed. Sam looked up at him, the smell of the blood attacking his nose. He wanted to pull away, to get as far away from it as he could, but he soon found himself wanting to taste the blood. Just to take a sip of it so maybe he could give Dean a fighting chance.
"Get off of him!" Dean yelled as he ran forward, grabbing the demon by his hair and pulling him back. He was fell off of Sam onto the floor only to be met by Dean slicing his throat. The demons body fell dead by Sam. Dean quickly was at Sam's side, pulling him up and hugging him against him. "Don't ever do that to me again." He said.
"Sorry Dean." Sam said. "He was going after you. I couldn't let him get you." Sam felt Dean wrap his arms tighter around Sam, not wanting to let him go. He was afraid that if he did, Sam would disappear and he'd never see him again. He couldn't risk that. He loved Sam too much to let that happen.
"Come on." Dean said, grabbing Sam's hand and leading him out of the house where they had been fighting. He first checked for anymore demons. After all, this was the Apocalypse and Lucifer had all his demons looking for Dean's head and Sam's body. And there was no way that they were going to get their hands on either one of them. Then they made their way to the Impala so they could head back to the motel. The whole ride, Dean kept his arm wrapped around Sam's waist and pulled against him.
When they got back to the motel, Sam wanted to go to sleep. He just wanted to curl up and ignore the world, but for once Dean wanted to talk. He set on the edge of the bed, running his fingers through Sam's hair in hopes that he would be able to calm him down before they got into a fight. He didn't feel like yelling tonight. He was still seeing Sam flying across the room and hitting cement.
"You wanted the blood, didn't you?" Dean asked. Sam closed his eyes and sighed.
"Dean, please..."
"Sammy, I just want to tell you that I can see you slipping."
"I'm not slipping!" Sam yelled, jumping off the bed. "I don't need the blood. I'm strong enough without it." He begaan pacing.
"Sam...just listen to me..." Dean said.
"I get it. You can sleep with me but you can't trust me." Sam said, not even giving Dean a chance to explain. Truth be told, all his anger was from the lack of demon blood. It was making him moody. "I'm going out." And Sam was gone before Dean could even say anything. Dean picked up his phone and dialed Cas's number. The angel appeared within moments.
Poor boys. I think we need to hug them. Please review!