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. Sam Angst! Dean Angst! And no Winchester story would be complete without a protective Dean torturing Sammy.
A/N: I hope to continue this story for a long time and hopefully I can, but if you want me to continue this Angsty teenage Winchester story keep up the great reviews. Hope you enjoy this chapter, there is some Den angst in it and I am sure you will all enjoy it.
Disclaimer: Don't own Supernatural. And I am not affiliated with the CW Network…Why is life so cruel.
Promise me
Sam sat at the kitchen table across from Dean and Missouri. None of them could get any sleep after the events that had just took place. And so here they were trying to figure out the message that had been given to Sam and how to control the unpredictable and painful visions he had.
"Why would the demon just give you his plans on a silver platter? It doesn't make sense." To be truthful Missouri and Sam were thinking the same thing.
Sam thought about it for a minute, "Maybe his plan is already in motion. Or you know maybe he is just confident in his line of work, if you can call it that."
"I don't know Sam. If what you said is true in this is but the man that killed Mary then we are in some serious danger. It sounds like the demon is planning a war against mankind. The real question we need to be asking is how do we stop it?" Missouri stated simply.
Sam tried to concentrate on what Missouri and Dean has to say, but his mind continued to meander. Why was he so special to this demon? Why was he asked to command the uprising? All he wanted was to be normal. Sam sighs, "Should we call them, Dean? He said in there was--"
"No" Dean stated, "We need to figure it out first. Call dad second, Sammy. Besides Missouri will call if she can't handle the situation. Right Missouri?"
"I'll do my best to figure it out, but I am gonna call John and I can't handle things by myself." Missouri said before giving Sam and Dean a motherly look. "And if you to want to help you better get some sleep boys."
Sam and Dean got up from the table after excusing themselves, Missouri would have had their heads and they didn't, and slowly walked up the stairs to the second level, neither one of them in any hurry to get to bed.
"Sam?" the youngest looked up, "what if these vision things kill you?" Dean said wait a frown. He was way past worried for his little brother and his health.
"They won't Dean." Sam said, "I'm almost 99 sure."
"Then can you promise me you will always tell me if something is wrong… It is the only way I can keep the promise that I made to mom and dad when you were still a baby." Dean said as he tried to remember the woman he lost so long ago, "I told them I would always protect you… And I am willing to die to keep that promise!"
As Sam nodded his head in agreement he felt the all too familiar sensation in his temples. He grabbed at his head trying with all this might not to tear his eyes out. "Oh god, Deeeaan?"
"Sam what's wrong?" Dean immediately regretted his stupid question as he looked at his brother. He quickly rose from his bed and sat at his brother side hugging his frame with dear life, "It's okay Sammy. You are gonna be okay…" or at least I hope so.
Dean rubbed his brother's back waiting patiently for Sam's pain to subside and for him to come out of his vision. After what seemed like hours he was rewarded.
"Dean?" Sam said his eyes started to tear up.
"Yeah, I'm here Sammy. Are you okay now?" Dean felt Sam's head bob up and down. "Do you want to talk about the vision?" Sam shook his head furiously indicating 'no'. "Okay, then get some rest bro."
Dean was startled awake by a noise. Up until that moment his sleep had been undisturbed and calm. "Sammm--" Dean was cut off by a pillow making contact with its face. Dean struggled with everything he had. He called for help and banged on the wall.
"No one can help you been. You make your choice, remember, 'I am willing to die to keep that promise.'… Well, guess what, it is time to cash and Deano." the voice was screaming at him, but at the same time too familiar.
Dean never prayed, but today he did. He prayed Missouri heard the screams of his attacker, his screams, and his struggle. It didn't take long for his players to be answered, and for that Dean was thankful.
As Missouri came through the door his assailant stopped. "Dean, sweetie are you okay?" Missouri pulled the pillow off his head and cupped his face.
"Yes ma'am. I'm okay now, but what about Sam? Did the attacker hurt him?" Dean and Missouri both looked at Sam's empty bed. "Sam? Sam, where are you?"
Dean was about to get out of bed and look for Sam when he saw his little brother curled up on the floor.
"Sam! Sam wake up kiddo." Dean shouted as he rushed to his brother's side leaving Missouri to watch. Dean shook Sam violently. Sam only response was muffled cries of pain.
"Dean, stop shaking him! You're hurting the poor kid. Put him on the bed so I can check him over." Missouri instructed in a strong voice. Dean stopped immediately and looked a Sam. He was hurting his baby brother, the one he promised to protect.
After Sam was situated underneath the comfort of his sheets Missouri immediately started checking the youngest. She rewarding gain with a smile when she found nothing wrong, but a smile quickly vanished as she realized the assailant had escaped.
"Dean? Who attacked you?" Missouri asked hoping the boy knew.
"I know it will sound weird, but I think it might have been Sammy." Dean said looking over at is exhausted, unconscious little brother. "…but Sam would do this…Something's wrong with him. Maybe he is sleep walking; you know he has always had trouble sleeping. Or maybe he is possessed…I mean, what that attacker said to me. It was from the conversation me and Sam had earlier. It was a private conversation only we would know."
"Okay Dean we'll talk to Sam in the morning, for now you two need your rest. I'll be right outside the door if anything hap…"
Missouri was cut off by Sam's pained moan. Missouri knew then that something was wrong her abilities sensed it. "Missouri what's wrong with Sammy?" Dean said as he turned Sam his body aching for the first time since his resent attack.
End of Chapter 3-Promise Me
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