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Third Person POV

Bobby had second thoughts about locking Sam up in the panic room. Were they really helping that boy by torchering him, or were they just making it worse? Bobby didn't know. "I'm gonna ask one more time. Are we absolutely sure we're doing the right thing?"

Dean looked at Bobby with uncertainly. In his heart he knew that wasn't going to let Sam turn into something that they hunted. There was no way in hell that that was going to happen."Bobby, you saw what was happening to him down there. The demon blood is killing him."

Bobby told Dean what had been on his mind since they closed that panic room door on Sam. "No, it isn't. We are."

Dean was confused by Bobby's accusation. "What?"

Bobby stared at Dean and put his cup of whiskey on the wasn't going to like this. "I'm sorry. I can't bite my tongue any longer. We're killing him. Keeping him locked up down there. This cold-turkey thing isn't working. If—if he doesn't get what he needs, soon, Sam's not gonna last much longer."

Dean psychically took a step back from Bobby. His voice shook with emotion at the thought of willingly providing his brother with hell juice. "No. I'm not giving him demon blood. I won't do it."

Bobby shook his head. "And if he dies?"

Dean was furious. There was no way Sam was going to die on him. Not again. But the other option wasn't much better. He wasn't going to turn into a monster. Not while he was still kicking. "Then at least he dies human!"

Dean lowered his voice and stepped closer to Bobby. "I would die for him in a second, but I won't let him do this to himself. I can't. I guess I found my line. I won't let my brother turn into a monster."

Castiel stood at a railing, overlooking the water. From the outside he seemed quite tranquil but on the inside he was a mess of emotions. And that was impossible because angels didn't process such traits. One voice told him to obey the orders he had been given. To never stray from the path of obedience. But somewhere in the back of his head there was another voice. It was soft and muffled but he could hear parts of words. They seemed panicked and loud. Like it was screaming. He also felt strange hammering in his vessels chest. It seemed like he had just ran a marathon but in reality all he was doing was standing near the water. He pictured the look of the blonde fugitive that he had fought earlier. The look in her eyes showed utter panic and fear. It was awful.Is this the effect that emotions have on others?he thought. Suddenly the street lights flickered and he pushed all of his uneasiness aside and forced on the work at hand. He turned around and finds Anna looking at him with disproving eyes. She looked frantic and scared.

"What did you do?"

Castiel ignored her question "You shouldn't have come, Anna."

Anna needed to know Cas's reasons for what he had just done. "Why would you let out Sam Winchester?"

Castiel immediately said his answer like it was an automatic response. "Those were my orders."

Anna scoffed at Cas's response. This was just like Alistair all other again. She tried to reason with him. "Orders? Cas, you saw him. He's drinking demon blood. It's so much worse than we thought. Dean was trying to stop him."

Castiel once again ignored Anna's pley's. She was fallen and was not to be trusted. "You really shouldn't have come."

Suddenly two angels appeared on either side on Anna. She looked at Castiel with utter beytral. Had he just turned her in? White light illuminated around them leaving a lonely Castiel who turned back towards the river.

-

Meanwhile, Sam was working on hot wiring a car when he heard a loud noise from behind him. Sam turned around and found Bobby holding a gun to his chest.

Bobby tried to reassure Sam by convincing him to come back to the panic room. "Uh-uh, Sam. The only place you're going is back inside with me."

Sam immediately refused Bobby's offer. "No."

Bobby didn't really want to shot Sam. Hell, he didn't even know if he could. That boy had always been a son to him. "Damn it, boy."

"You won't shoot me, Bobby."

"Don't test me."

"You won't do it. You can't do it"

"We're trying to help you, Sam."

With force Sam took a hold of Bobby's shotgun and closed the distance so that it connected with Sam's chest. Sam knew that Bobby wouldn't shot him and took advantage of the opportunity. "Then shoot."

After a long pause Sam grabbed the gun and knocked Bobby down. He then threw the gun on the ground looked at the now unconscious man who used to be like a father to him. All he could think about was getting to Ruby and nothing was going to going to stand on his way. He turn back and returned to hot wiring the car. When he was finished he jumped in the car and started off down the road to find Ruby.

Bobby and Dean unlock the panic room door and step into the now empty room. Dean placed his hands in his pockets and sighed while looking at Bobby. "How the hell did he get out?"

Bobby started around the room. "Maybe he had help. Room full of busted devil's traps."

Dean tried to come up with the most reasonable explanation. "Demons? Ruby."

"That'd be my guess."

"How did she even touch the door?"

"You think she's got the mojo?"

"I didn't think so. I don't know, man."

"What difference does it make? How he got gone ain't as important as where he got gone to."

"Well, I'll tell you one thing. At this point I hope he's with Ruby."

"Why?"

Dean quickly shrugged on his jacket and grabbed his keys to his Baby. "Cause killing her's the next big item on my to-do list."

Bobby put a hand out in protest. "I thought you were on call for angel duty."

"I am on call. In my car, on my way to murder the bitch."

Dean then angrily stormed past Bobby and out the door. He was halfway through the door when he heard Bobby say "one thing."

Dean whipped his head around and sighed "What?"

Bobby stepped closer to Dean. "Sam don't wanna be found, which means he's gonna be damn near impossible to find."

Dean shook his head and muttered "Yeah, we'll see."

Sam entered the hotel room with Ruby. As he shut the door Ruby stroked Sam's hair. When Sam turned around he looked at Ruby and slammed her onto the bed and leaned over her. He moved down her body until he found the knife in her ankle sheath. He withdrew it and cut her arm. He then leaned down and sucked her blood. Ruby smirked and watched Sam as he drank her blood.

Bobby was listening at the police scanner while on the phone with Dean. He picked up a notebook and wrote down a couple sentences before putting the phone to his ear. "Police found my car. Abandoned in an alley in Jamestown, North Dakota."

Dean moved the phone to his other hand. "He's switching up. Any other cars stolen in Jamestown?"

"Two. 1999 Honda Civic, blue. Nice and anonymous, like Sam likes."

Dean scratched his face. "What was the other one?"

"White oh-five Escalade with custom rims. It's a neon sign."

Dean knew exactly which car his brother took. "You're right. He'd never take that. Which is exactly what he did."

"You think?"

"I know that kid. All right, I'll head in that direction. You stay here, ride the police databases. We gotta find him quick. How far away am I?"

Bobby took out an old map from his drawer and put it closer to his face. "A couple of hours. I pulled up a weather map, made some calls. There's a town not far from there, Cold Spring. Lighting up with demon sign…..Hey, listen."

Dean didn't have time for any of this."What?"

Bobby sighed "Us finding Sam? It's gotta be about getting him back, not pushing him away."

Dean didn't know Bobby was going with this. "Right."

"I know you're mad, Dean. I understand. You got a right to be, but I'm just saying. Be good to him anyway. You gotta get through to him."

Dean didn't even answer Bobby and immediately hung up the phone. He knew he had to bring Sam back but that didn't mean that he wasn't going to gank that hell bitch.

-

When Dean snuck around the corner he saw Sam leave the room and walk down the hall. Dean he slowly stepped in the room and grabbed Ruby. He was about to stab her when he heard Sam come up behind him. "No. Let her go. Just take it easy."

Dean turned towards Sam, releasing Ruby in the process. "Well, it must've been some party you two had going, considering how hard you tried to keep me from crashing it. Well, solid try, but here I am."

Sam put his hands out in defense. "Dean, I'm glad you're here. Look. Let's just talk about this."

Dean pointed towards Ruby and scoffed. "Soon as she's dead, we can talk all you want."

Sam worriedly looked at Ruby. "Ruby, get out of here."

Ruby began to leave but Dean stepped in front of her. "No, she's not going anywhere."
Sam looked angrily at Dean and he sighed. Ruby quickly snuck behind Dean and walked out of the door. Sam watched her as she left.

When she was gone Dean turned back to Sam. "She's poison, Sam."

Sam tried to explain himeslf "It's not what you think, Dean."

"Look what she did to you. I mean, she up and vanishes weeks at a time, leaves you cracking out for another hit—"

Sam inturupted "She was looking for Lilith."

Dean didn't believe Sam's tales for one second. "That is French for manipulating your ass ten ways from Sunday."

"You're wrong, Dean."

Dean was pleading now. He just wanted his old Sammy back. "Sam, you're lying to yourself. I just want you to be okay. You would do the same for me. You know you would."

Sam ignored his brothers pleys and tried to explain himself once more. "Just listen."

He raised his hand to reason with Dean he realized that he was still holding Ruby's knife that he took from Dean. He looked at Dean's worried expression and tossed the knife on the bed. "Just listen for a second. We got a lead on a demon close to Lilith. Come with us, Dean. We'll do this together."

That sounds great. As long as it's you and me. Demon bitch is a dealbreaker. You kiss her goodbye, we can go right now.
"I can't."

Dean turned his head away from Sam. He was sick of him disagreeing with him.

Sam took a step closer to Dean. "Dean, I need her to help me kill Lilith. I know you can't wrap your head around it, but maybe one day you'll understand. I'm the only one who can do this, Dean."

At those words Dean turned back towards Sam. He would not let him do this. "No, you're not the one who's gonna do this."

Sam gave Dean a bitch face and scoffed. "Right, that's right, I forgot. The angels think it's you."

Dean looked at his brother skeptically. "You don't think I can?

Sam answered almost immediately. He was sure of this answer."No. You can't. You're not strong enough."

"Dean was getting pissed at Sam's words. "And who the hell are you?"

"I'm being practical here. I'm doing what needs to be done."

Dean was boiling with anger. "Yeah? You're not gonna do a single damn thing."

Sam threw his hands out and yelled. "Stop bossing me around, Dean. Look. My whole life, you take the wheel, you call the shots, and I trust you because you are my brother. Now I'm asking you, for once, trust me."

Even though Dean wanted to say yes he knew that he couldn't. "No. You don't know what you're doing, Sam."

"Yes, I do."

"Then that's worse."

Sam took a step closer to Dean. "Why? Look, I'm telling you—"

Dean said his next words without thinking. "Because it's not something that you're doing, it's what you are! It means—"

Dean abruptly stopped himself but Sam knew what he was going to say.
"What? No. Say it."

Sam had tears in his eyes as he awaited the words that he never wanted to hear.

Dean looked at the floor and then back at Sam and wispering. "It means you're a monster."

Sam nodded in response as a tear fell from Dean's eye. Dean looked down at his feet when suddenly Sam punched Dean, sending him to the ground. He couldn't believe that his Sammy, his brother had just punched him. Dean was fuming as he stood up at stared at Sam. Then he responded by punching Sam back. What happened next was a blur of objects breaking and bones cracking. Sam threw another punch and Dean landed on his back, not getting up. Sam pinned his brother down on the ground and began to choke him. When he realized that it had gone to far Sam let go of Dean. Dean coughed loudly as Sam said. "You don't know me. You never did. And you never will." Sam then started to walk out the door, after Ruby.

Dean continued to cough but was able to get out his words."You walk out that door, don't you ever come back." Sam stopped at the door only for a moment, thinking if this is what he should do. Then he turned away from brother and left the room. Tears threatened to fall from Dean's eyes as he laid on the cold hotel floor. First Elsa and now Sam. He really was alone.