Okay, yes I know this is really short but I wanted to separate this from Sam's point of view and then Dean and Jess's. Since two different things are going on and it's hard to do both of them. I don't want to be switching back and forth. So this is Sam's point of view. The next chapter will be Dean's and Jess's and that one will be longer, you'll find out why! So I hope I can get the next chapter up later today, if not then tomorrow hopefully! Don't worry there is still more fighting to come! Let me know what you think, there's another evil cliffie by the way! Thanks for the amazing amount of reviews you guys! Please keep it up!

Sam automatically shielded Dean and Jess and ordered them to run into the bathroom and lock themselves in there. There's no way John can expect people not to come to help them, they had to hear their screams. But then Sam was filled with horror as John pulled the fire alarm right outside their door and stepped inside their apartment. The building was filled with screams, blending in with Sam's and people were running out of the building as fast as they can.

It would stop people in the building from helping them, but the fire trucks and police would be here within five minutes, didn't he realize that?? But Sam quickly found out when John answered his unspoken question, seeming to know what he was thinking from the look on his face.

"I don't plan to be here long." His deep voice spoke "I'm here to kill Dean and leave, should only take a few seconds. Now bring me to him, I won't hurt you or the girl."

And Sam knew what the flaw in John's plan was just then. He thought Sam didn't love Dean. He thought Sam would willingly sacrifice his brother. He didn't know how strong their bond was.

"No!" He screamed "I'll never let you hurt him again! I know what you did to him his whole life you sick freak!"

"Sammy, Sammy, you just don't understand now do you?" John laughed and shook his head, seeming unfazed by Sam's yells.

"Don't call me that!" Sam spat, anger starting to cloud his vision; he slowly started backing up towards the kitchen. There was a knife on the counter and he needed to get it without John noticing and that meant he had to keep talking. "Why did you hurt him so much? He didn't deserve any of that! He never did anything wrong!"

"That's what you don't understand. He did everything wrong. He killed your mother!"

"What are you talking about? Some creature killed her, something supernatural, not Dean! He was an innocent four ear old! How in the world could he make mom burst into flames on the ceiling!" Sam was almost there, so close to the knife, just a few more steps, keep him talking.

"I met the thing that killed your mother! It's a demon, I couldn't kill it. But it informed me that the day it came to kill Mary, it gave one of my son's it's blood. Demon blood. It gave Dean demon blood, he's a demon. The demon wanted him and killed Mary, it's Dean's fault that she's dead!"

"You're believing the words of a demon now?! And how do you know it was Den that got the blood? Maybe it was me! Maybe you should be after me!" Sam was now standing in front of the counter he slowly brought his arm back and grabbed the knife, now he just had to wait for the right moment.

"You're too much like me Sam," John stated

"I'm nothing like you!" Sam yelled, outraged but John just continued on

"You're strong and brave, Dean is stupid and weak. There's no way he can be my son, he's the one that's a demon, a useless demon that deserves to die. The only reason I kept him around so long was to use him to try to lure demon to me. Surely the demon would come looking for his son and then I could kill them both. But that hasn't happened yet, so I might a well kill one of them now." He said and walked over to the bathroom where Jess and Dean were hiding.

This was his chance. He jumped up from behind John and wrapped one arm around his neck, choking him. In the other hand, he held the knife to his eye.

"This is for trying to blind my brother." He told him before plunging the knife into his eye.

Unfortunately John was stronger then Sam thought because even though he got the knife into his eye, ruining it, John was able to throw Sam off of him with a scream, knocking him into the bathroom door.

John yelled, one hand clutching his bleeding eye and the other pointing the shotgun at Sam.

"You move right now or I'll shoot." He screamed at Sam

"Not gonna happen." Sam said back, still dizzy from having his head slam into the door. He was more than ready to sacrifice his life for Dean's. Hopefully the cops would show up before he got to Dean and jess. Where were they anyway?

"Have it your way." John shrugged and pulled the trigger