Summary: Sequel to 'Anything But Normal.' After Sam was released John decided Sam needed help with his abilities, enter Missouri Mosley. Can Missouri help Sam before the Demon helps himself to Sam? This is a Wee!Chester story.

A/N: I really appreciate the reviews from everyone who sent one. They give me inspiration and give me some insight on what you all thought of the story. Anyway, this chapter is a spin-off of the first chapter, Arrivals, It is from Sam's perspective. It is a short chapter and might be boring for some, but don't let it discourage you from reading it will be way better after this chapter. Some Dean angst is coming up.

Disclaimer: Don't own Supernatural. And I am not affiliated with the CW Network…Why is life so cruel.

In Sam's Mind

Sam Winchester had just finished settling into Missouri's guest bedroom when the familiar pounding in his head started. Sam and didn't want Dean for Missouri to make it into a big deal (besides if he did it will only further through his father right) so he laid down on the bed and pretended to sleep, so his brother on the bed next to him wouldn't see his pain.

"DINNER!" Missouri screamed while ringing a loud dinner bell. Why Me?

Sam continues to lead there hoping that his brother would go to dinner and let him have his vision in peace. He had no such luck.

"Sam, come on it is dinner time. You can't not come. Missouri will kill…"

Sam didn't even hear Dean finish his sentence, because the pain in his temples amplified one hundred fold. Sam tried to scream, but his voice was in there. He tried, he really tried to fight the vision but he was too weak.

Sam was in the long corridor again. And right on cue he heard Dean's scream and ran towards the door. He opened the door fiercely and, just like he had seen many times before, saw his dad over his brothers limp dead body.

"Hello Sammy, we meet again." It was his father's voice, but Sam knew better and this was not John, was not his father.

"No one calls we see me except my brother and my father," Sam yelled.

"I'll call you whatever I want to you insulate little brat. I'm more of a father to you then Johnny boy will ever be!" Sam winced at the statement.

"You're full of it!" Sam stated in a low menacing voice.

"No, Sammy you are. I've got you here and I can keep you hear my child."

"My father and Dean will KICK YOUR SORRY ASS ALL THE WAY BACK TO HE--" Sam was abruptly cut off by the demon.

"Tisk, tisk Sammy boy, I tried to be nice, but now I will show you how mean I can really be!" the demon threw up his hands and Sam went flying across the room. A screen escaped Sam's lips as paying shot up his spine.

The demon spoke up again, but this time in a voice that made Sam cringe. "How does it feel Sammy to be on the other side of a fight?"

"It ... it hurts" Sam was surprised by his answer. Why did he sound so weak? Why couldn't he lie to the demon?

"I can't hear you Sammy. Can you repeat that?" the demon said with a cocky smile.

"God … it hurts" Sam repeated a little louder.

"Now, you listen to me well son. Missouri can only help you so much, but me, I can make the pain go away. So, you have two choices: 1) you can die when you're so called family or 2) you can command my body in the uprising and be a hero to everything supernatural." the team and stared at Sam, yellow eyes gleaming, "It's your choice."

Sam didn't even have time to respond before he was tugged back to reality violently, His head connecting with Dean's.

"Gez Sammy, you scare me half to death and then you give me a head butt that would put Bruce Lee to shame." Dean joked, happy that his brother had woken up.

Sam looked at his brother before tears started to roll down his face. He knew he wasn't supposed to show he motions, but he was so scared.

"Sam what's wrong?" Dean said wiping the endless tears from Sam's cheeks.

"I don't want to do it Dean, but I don't want to die either. I'm so sorry." Sam said the air evident in his voice and face.

"No one said you were going to--" Sam interrupted him.

"He said I had two choices… I could die when my family or… I could become a member of the uprising." Sam sentences were interrupted by choked sobs. Sam tried to stop them, but they continued. That was when Sam looked up at Dean with the big, green, expressive puppy dog eyes that Dean had always went soft for. "I don't like those choices Dean. I don't want to make a choice. Don't make me choose, please don't make me choose." Sam was beginning to cry again. Although he knew he was much too old to have this whine fest.

"What, Sammy… Who said that to you? Tell me Sammy." Dean shouted, he didn't mean to shout, but Sam was hysterical.

"The Demon with the yellow eyes." Sam stated simply

End of Chapter Two- In Sam's Mind

Hope you enjoyed the chapter. I was not really sure how it would turn out, but it is on the same timeline as chapter one and vlends into chapter 3 well (Chapter three, Dean Angst will start). Sorry it took so long, but I wanted to write a few chapters ahead. So now chapters 3 and 4 are finished and should be up soon. Anyway please continue to R&R.

P.S. If there are any errors tell me. I was lazy this week and used a speech program, my computer typed this. plus I had a cold (Bad combination) I corrected as many as possible, but there might be more. Thanks