One Year Earlier

Chapter 2

"For thirty years I refused him Sam told to shove it where the sun shines, but then I just couldn't do it any more and I got down off that rack. And I did it, I sliced and cut those souls men, women I didn't care and Sammy the worst thing, is I enjoyed it. I was glad to get a bit of payback glad it wasn't me, for the first ten years though it made me sick I hated myself. But then it changed I just didn't care any more it made me happy that I could do it so well."

Dean was shaking a little as he spoke but that was the only emotion he showed, Sam was wincing as he listened hearing the pain his brother had suffered for him was breaking his heart.

"And that's it Sammy thirty years being tortured, thirty years doing the torture and then Cas pulling me out. So if you're wondering if I'm alright then no I'm not, there's a darkness I can feel that I just can't pull out, and I'm not even really sure if I want to." Dean spoke softly.

Sam shuddered a little at that they had both changed so much he knew that in the past they probably would have hunted things like themselves.

Dean leaned back against his car he had forgotten how much he had loved that car in the sixty years he had spent in hell, but he remembered now and was glad to have that bit of his life be the same, well once he had gotten rid of Sam's douchey ipod jack.

"Dean it wasn't your fault you held out longer than anyone else would, what about me, I couldn't even be without you for a month before I started to bottom out. And now the damn demon blood has me, if it wasn't for you helping me get more when I need it I think I'd be dead or insane by now." Sam could feel the need for more blood growing as he talked about it he really needed to get it off his mind he had only fed the day before.

"Hey Sammy I understand, who am I to judge you after what I've done and you need it, so I take care of you that will never change." Dean replied looking at his brother earnestly.

"I know Dean, I know." Sam didn't need to say it Dean would always be there for him and he was so grateful to have him back even if he wasn't the same man.

Afterall Sam was different too, much stronger, more powerful, but needy as well like an addict he had to get his blood fix regularly, that damned bitch Ruby had really done a number on him. He was glad Dean had killed her as soon as he found out who she was. Dean really hated demons these days and Sam had not bothered to try too hard to stop him from ganking Ruby.

A few weeks later Sam and Dean were in another dingy motel when Cas had appeared.

"Please Dean you are the only one who can help us with Alastair, his will is strong we have arrived at an impasse." Cas pleaded with Dean.

"Cas I'm warning you if I do this you won't like what I could become, I just think it's a bad idea." Dean replied almost angrily.

"Dean I am so sorry and I know we should not ask this of you, but we need to know who is killing my brothers and sisters and you are our best hope." Cas turned the full wattage of those shining blue eyes on Dean.

Dean had become fond of the angel and was grateful to him for pulling him out of the pit, oh what the hell he wouldn't really mind catching up with Alastair.

"Alright Cas I'll do it." Dean sounded resigned and Castiel felt a pang of guilt.

"Right then I am coming too." Sam grabbed his bag and knife.

"Sorry Sam but it is just Dean we need." With that Cas took Deans shoulder and relocated them both to the abandoned building where they were holding the demon torturer Alastair.

Dean took his time working on Alastair using every gruesome trick he could think of but Alastair refused to crack, Dean was starting to think he did not know who was killing angels.

Then Alastair did tell him a truth but not the one he wanted to hear.

"And it is written that the first seal shall be broken when a righteous man sheds blood in hell as he breaks so shall it break."

Deans face fell he could tell Alastair was telling the truth and he felt sickened to his core that he had done this, he had started the whole fucking apocalypse goddamnit, Alastair was going to pay.

He reached for his knife as Alastair continued to torment him he came to a conclusion about what he had to do.

"I don't think you are lying but even if the demons do win you won't be there to see it." Spinning around he planned to plunge the demon killing blade deep into Alastairs black heart. But the demon was no longer restrained.

"You should talk to someone about your plumbing." He smirked before smashing Dean to the ground.

He pummelled Dean into a bloody pulp until Castiel flung open the door of the room, Cas threw the knife at Alastair but it missed anything vital. The demon managed to pull it out and the two entities began to battle, Cas had been weakened by his heavenly disobedience and attachment to the Winchesters and Alastair even tortured and bloody was able to overpower him.

As the demon began to speak the words of the spell that would send the angel back to heaven, Dean leapt at him with the little strength he had left in his broken body.

Alastair swung at him sending his body skittering across the room impaling him on a dull metal water pip coming from the wall. Dean slumped forward blood pouring from his mouth, at that moment Sam burst into the room took in the scene and gave a roar of rage and sorrow.

"Die you demon son of a bitch!" he screamed as he used the all the power at his disposal from months of drinking demon blood to turn Alastair into a quivering mess of flesh and blood. He squeezed ever tighter feeling the demons soul consumed by his will as it wilted and died.

He turned and rushed to his brother, "Dean, Dean are you with me Dean? Oh god no Dean please don't leave me again." Dean had fallen forward his body dropping off the pipe blood had gushed from his mouth and the hole in his chest, with injuries all over him he barely looked better than Alastair.

"No Dean no, Cas help me help him please hurry." Sam moaned the first words and yelled out the rest to the angel kneeling on the floor. As he spoke Cas rose over to Dean and laid his hands on him healing the injuries that covered the hunter.

Sam began to gently shake his brother Castiel spoke, "I am sorry Sam it is too late, Dean has died and has most likely returned to hell." Cas was speaking softly taking a small step back from the raging giant beside him.

But at Cas's words Sam had practically folded in on himself, "Dean Dean please big brother I need you don't leave me please." He begged the corpse that he was gently cradling in his arms tears dripping down his face.

Ooh cliffhanger evilness guess it will be one more chapter to find out exactly what is going on.