Surprise! wooh! Thought I stopped writing these yes? WRONG! lol I'm going to be finishing up the last chapters and THEN I shall end it! Woohoo! And without further ado! I give to you my little addicts, drum roll PLEASE!- Death Bed Confession Chapter 6!: Dark Secrets and Horned Angels. Ever so often a tiny reminder of the encounter with the Arch Angel Michael would pop into Dean's head, He didn't want to believe that Sam...his baby brother who he had basically raised was a monster. A blood junkie... With a look of content Sam smiled over at Dean but Dean who was too caught up in his worrisome thoughts made no sign of acknowledgment and sat staring coldly at his brother. Sam flinched not knowing what was wrong."Hey man you OK?"Dean shook his head breaking his concentration on the harsh angel's word repeating in the back of his mind. Sammy turned in his chair and looked at Dean in confusion. "Yeah, just thinking about something that's been bugging me.""You want to talk about it?"Dean scratched the back of his neck and stood up grabbing his beer and taking a sip. "No. It's fine." "Are you sure man?" Dean groaned rolling his eyes at Sam. A sudden feeling rose up inside of him and with a hard thrust he slammed his beer down on the table."I said it's fine! Now leave it alone!" Sammy sighed and stood up walking up to his angry brother cautiously laying his hand on Dean's shoulder. "Dean, whatever is going on with you-" Dean smacked away his brother's hand and backed away."Don't you dare start. Damn it you should be the one explaining things!"Dean could have kicked himself for bursting out at Sam like that but at the moment he didn't care he was tired of the lies, the deceit He wondered if Sammy had more dark secrets he was keeping from him. He prayed to GOD Michael was only lying to get a rise out of him."Dean. What are you talking about?" "You know exactly what I mean! Don't play stupid!" "Dean, I really have no idea what you mean!" The more Sammy denied having a secret the more Dean got angry, Dean kicked the edge of Bobby's kitchen table, causing it to slightly crack in the leg. "You and that bitch Ruby that's what I mean! She's been making you drink demon blood! How could you keep that from me Sam? Huh?" Sam frowned and slowly sat in the chair behind him, lowering his head and looking away from Dean. "Who told you?..." "So it's true?" Sammy sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. Dean was almost in tears, his mind ran wild with the images of his Sammy covered in demon blood eyes blacked out and that bitch standing next to him. "Yes..." Dean walked over to the counter bracing himself from all the anger building inside of him. "That's great...While I was in hell you were playing junkie boyfriend with Ruby, Nice to know you had my back.""I did it for you! You have no idea what I went through trying to bring you back!" "What YOU went through?" Dean clenched his fist and walked up to Sam punching him in the face as hard as he could knocking him back. "I was in hell! I have no idea what YOU went through? That was nothing compared to what I had every second down there!"Sam rubbed his bruised and bleeding jaw spitting out the blood from his mouth. And in turn punched Dean in the face. "I did everything to bring you back! EVERYTHING! It was my only option! Why can't you see that?""You drink Demon blood Sammy! DEMON BLOOD! How do you expect me to understand! You're a god damn monster! and all because of HER!" Sam flinched at Dean's hurtful words...knowing full well his brother was right on all accounts. Sammy looked down clenching his fist but sighed letting his hand drop. "You should have just given up on bringing me back, I never wanted you to turn out like this..." And with those final words Dean stormed out of Bobby's house and hopped into the Impala. Bobby walked into the house carrying bags of groceries. And stopped mid walk looking at Sam "I saw Dean pulling out of the driveway. Where's he going?" "I don't know.." As Dean drove he turned off the radio and sat in silence tapping the steering wheel. A sudden gust of wind blew into the car and without turning Dean sighed. "Cas." "Hello Dean." Dean looked over and his heart jumped as he saw the blue eyes that had haunted and drove him crazy. Cas as usual sat with a serious calm face waiting for Dean to start up the conversation. "What is it?" "It's about Michael." Dean dug his nails into the wheel and increased the speed of the Impala, Cas slowly looked over Dean sensing he was extremely tense. "He's gathering an army. He's starting another war."Dean sighed and pulled over the Impala. Turning over towards Cas he groaned. "Great like we need to be in the middle of Angels and Demons fighting it out again." Cas looked around nervously and scratching the back of his head."Well. It's more like...Angels and Demons fighting against Middle Earth..." Dean's eyes grew larger letting his mouth drop in shock. Cas bit his lip and sunk his head still looking sheepishly at Dean."Son of a bitch."