Author's note: Thank you all who have reviewed! Means a lot to me to hear from my readers. I thought that I should do a sequel since Sam and Dean will be dealing with a whole new problem. This'll be the first chapter of the sequel and the last chapter of The consequences. The sequel is called The recovery. If you want to know what happens to Sam after the struggle to stay alive because of the deadly spell, that might've done some serious damage deep inside Sam, check out the sequel.

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CHAPTER 9 (Chapter 1)

The yellow eyed demon. That bastard. He keeps haunting them. No matter what they do.

A pair of glowing yellow eyes appeared behind Dean. Sam had to warn Dean.

''DEAN LOOK OUT!'', Sam yelled as he jumped towards Dean. Before he could do anything Dean gasped in pain. A bloody hand had pierced through his abdomen.

''DEAN NOO!'', Sam yelled as the demon pulled its hand out of Dean's body. Dean fell on the floor blood gushing from his mouth.

''S-Sam..'', Dean whispered with his last breaths.

''Hmm... Was about that time'', the demon said maliciously as he licked the blood from his fingers.

Sam was shaking. He felt adrenaline flow through his body. ''YOU BASTARD! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU I SWEAR I'LL KILL YOU''

Sam started to run towards the demon a scream filled with pure rage escaping his mouth. He only managed to lift his foot when he found he was unable to move. The next second he was flying through the room and bashed to the wall. He let out a groan and shook his head to focus his blurry sight.

''Well now you're just being annoying. I might as well finish you off too''

The demon approached Sam with an evil grin. It lifted Sam up the ground with its demon powers and strangled him. Sam made choking sounds and tried to wiggle away from the demon's grasp.

''If you're lucky you might get to see your heart before I rip it out''

The demon pressed its hand on Sam's chest and Sam screamed in pain. The pain was unbearable. He started sobbing and couldn't get the air into his lungs. He felt the demon's hand dig into his chest and almost passed out from the intense pain. Several cries of pain escaped his mouth. He felt the demon pull its hand out of his chest and could see his own heart still pumping in the hands of the demon. The demon had a pure satisfaction in his eyes. Sam felt no pain anymore. The darkness was devouring him. The last thing he saw was Dean's lifeless body on the floor and a pool of blood where his face laid.

'I failed. I failed everyone and everything. I'm a failure. A freak. Nobody wants me. No. NO. THIS CAN'T END LIKE THIS. I'M SORRY. I'M SORRY DEAN'

Sam found himself screaming on the familiar old dusty sofa of Bobby's place. Tears were streaming down his face. he was confused and he eyed the room sight blurred by the tears.

'I'm not dead?'

His eyes focused on a face. When the face cleared out he gasped and started screaming.

''NO DEAN. IT'S HERE. HELP. SOMEBODY HELP MEEEE!''

His head was turning from side to side furiously. It was back. The yellow eyed demon was back.

''SAM! LISTEN TO ME! CAN YOU HEAR ME?! IT'S ME, DEAN! YOU NEED TO CALM DOWN'' A familiar voice got Sam's attention and made him relax a little.

'Dean? I thought he was dead'

''Dean?'' Sam asked with a raspy voice. He now saw Dean's face instead of the yellow eyed demon's face.

''Yes, I'm right here Sammy'' Sam felt a warm familiar hand holding his hand.

''I'm sorry, Dean. I failed...'', Sam said and started sobbing again. Everything felt so confusing to him. Just a second ago Dean was Dead and now he's there, holding his hand trying to convince him that everything is okay.

''No Sam. Don't apologize. You've done absolutely nothing wrong. You hear me? Nothing. Now, you need to calm down. Can you do that for me?''

'What the hell is going on? How's Dean alive?'

Sam nodded as an answer to Dean. His body felt exhausted from head to toe and he gave in to the exhaustion letting it close his eyes and even out his breathing.

''Yeah, that's right. Get some sleep kiddo. I'll be here for you, don't worry''

A pleasant feeling filled Sam's chest drowning the exhaustion. Dean was there beside him and was not going to leave him. That's all he needed.

''Promise?'' Sam asked just to make sure.

''I promise'' Dean confirmed Sam.

Sam let himself fall back into a restless sleep.

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Dean held Sam's warmer the usual hand and hung his head. Bobby was sitting beside him on a chair.

''That was the third nightmare today'' Bobby stated.

''I know... Bobby, I feel like something Is wrong'' Dean answered to Bobby's statement.

''Well he has a fever and he has gone through a lot these past few days. No wonder he has nightmares. I think It's pretty normal''

''Yeah, but how are they so intense? I mean he has woke up gasping and clearly in pain a couple times. Do you think that's normal''

''Well I dunno. I ain't some nightmare or post killing-evil-witch-spell specialist'' Bobby said with a sass in his voice.

Dean grunted. He was so frustrated. He knew Bobby just tried to lighten up the spirit a little, but Dean felt like now was not the time for that. He really felt like something was wrong with Sam. Something maybe worse than the spells. Or was it a result of the spells? Dean wasn't sure but was worried as hell. Just as he thought that maybe things were going better now.

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