AN: Goooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! Sorry for the delay! Weather decided to play with my allergies and I was a zombie most of the day and all night. So I took some allergy pills and went to bed. I feel better tonight and so update! *rains confetti* Woohoo! But I'm so glad it's finally warm outside and I can start walking again! I like winter in all but I like warm weather too. Anyways. I wrecked some havoc with my brother at WalMart today! It was fun! I've been re watching all the Supernatural episodes. I still cry when Sam dies in season 2. *Watches the episode...bawls* Why must the writers break my heart? WAAAAAAHHH! Lol! I also have a theory that in the new episodes Dean's going to somehow hurt Sam, or Abbadon's going to get to him. I have other theories but their a little darker and make me sad. Thank you my horrible but awesome sadistic mind. Anyways, when we last saw our heroes Castiel took them to a safe place but evil was lurking about. Uh oh! Let's go what goes on!
Enjoy!
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All mistakes are still my own but I blame the writers of SPN! They make me sad...
Sammy knows.
Sam awoke to the smell of bacon cooking. He rubbed the sleep out his eyes and sat up. He wasn't at the motel, the bed beneath him was comfortable, he smelled bacon, that meant one thing. Dean moved them while he was out. He also noticed he was feeling better.
'Must've been a twenty four hour bug.' Sam thought.
He got dressed and showered. Then headed on downstairs. He giggled to himself when he heard Dean's awful singing.
"Morning sunshine! How you feeling?" Dean asked.
"How'd-" Sam began.
"Psychic powers." Dean smiled.
"Yeah right." Sam smiled back pouring himself some coffee. "So where are we?"
"Safe. After dad paid us a visit I decided it was time for a vacation." Dean said placing a plate of pancakes and bacon in front of him.
'Bullshit!' Sam thoughts screamed. "Dean we need to talk."
"Sure. After breakfast." Dean stuffing his face.
Sam nodded digging in. Damn he was hungry! He even asked for seconds.
Dean smirked as his brother dug and was surprised when he asked for seconds. He re filled Sam's and his plate and sat back down. Breakfast was a quiet afair and once the dishes were done and put away it was time for their talk.
"So Sammy. What's going on in that freaky head of yours." Dean asked.
"I know." Sam said.
"You know what kiddo?" Dean asked.
"I know that you're a demon." Sam said.
"H how long have you known?" Dean asked.
"Since after I fell in that earthquake. You became more protective and possessive. You didn't like it when people talked to me let alone look at me. You held my hand when I crossed the street until I was at least fourteen. Hell if dad beat me when he was drunk your eyes went black for a second and you'd growl or snarl." Sam said.
"God Sammy. That long?" Dean asked.
Sam nodded. "I wanted to tell you, but I got scared. I also didn't want to risk dad somehow finding out. He'd take me a way and/or kill you."
Dean looked at Sam and blinked. While he was raising and protecting Sam, Sam was doing the same. He was protecting Dean from getting killed by his own father and from being taken away.
"You're not mad are you?" Sam asked softly.
"What? No. Sammy I'm not mad. I understand why you kept to yourself but still you should've at least let me know. But now that I do know I can keep you safe better." Dean said.
"Yeah. Dean?" Sam asked.
"Yeah?" Dean asked.
"I heard another voice last night. Who was it?" Sam asked.
"A friend. His name's Castiel. He's an angel." Dean said.
"An ang-an angel?" Sam stammered.
"Yeah. He's a good guy on our side. He brought us here to keep us safe. He warned us of danger and brought us to this safe house." Dean said.
Dean then told Sam about how he killed the Yellow Eyed demon and how demons were trying to take his place and kill Sam like they had Jess. But he assured his brother he would be safe. He also said that his baby was finally free of the demon blood that had plagued him.
"I'm free?" Sam asked.
"Yeah baby boy. You're free." Dean smiled.
Sam took in a shaking breath and exhaled shakingly. He was finally free of the poison that plagued since he was a baby.
"But what caused you to be a demon?" Sam asked. He had to know.
"You." Dean said.
Sam looked at Dean with fear. Was it really his fault?
"Whoa baby boy. Before you think it's your fault, it's not. I chose to make that deal and I'd do it again." Dean said firmly.
Sam nodded. "Why did make the deal?"
"When you were four you were really sick. Sick with Scarlet Fever and you were dying. You started seeing mom in your dreams and then you started saying I should let go. Let you go with mom. But I couldn't. So I researched and made a deal."
Sam nodded and hugged his brother tightly.
"Thank you De." Sam whispered.
Dean smiled and hugged his baby back.
"You're welcome." Dean said softly.
Sam gasped and let go of Dean.
"Sammy what's wrong?" Dean asked.
"I saw something outside." Sam whispered.
Dean went to window and looked out. He growled as he sensed another demon. He went over to Sam and gave him a gun and told him to hide. Sam was hesitant but did what his brother asked, he went and hid.
Dean went outside and snarled.
"Come out you coward!" Dean shouted.
"Well well well. If it isn't Dean Winchester. I heard a lot about you. But I'm not here for you. I'm here for your darling little brother." The demon sneered.
"You can't have him. Plus Azazel's dead and he's free of the blood. Sam's no longer your 'Boy King.'" Dean said with a low growl.
"Oh he's still the Boy King. We just have to convert him. Now move aside." It said.
"No." Dean snarled.
"Fine." It said.
A fight broke out and Dean was determined to win and keep his baby from the wrong hands.
Inside
Sam heard the fight going on and wanted to help. He gripped the gun harder and gathered himself. He then moved out of his hiding place and the hairs on the of his neck stood up.
"Hello Samuel." A voice said.
Sam turned and gasp.
Oh man! Me and my evil cliffy's.
Until Next Time! *Sam sneezes loudly* Me: Bless you dear Sam: I hate allergies...Me: Same here.