Chapter 10

Dean woke up feeling more exhausted than he did when he went to sleep. He had been up most of the night worrying about Sam, he tried to make himself believe that the Sam that was alive wasn't his Sam, wasn't his little brother, but failed miserably because knew how to get his Sam back but that included keeping the soulless vampire that wore his baby brother's face alive.

He climbed down the stairs and followed the scent of food into the kitchen where he found Bobby cooking bacon. Bobby looked up as he entered he room and then turned and poured Dean some coffee. The older hunter turned back around and handed the cup to him and asked "You okay?" whilst doing some.

"Yeah, just tired." Dean said as he moved across to the table and sat down.

"Didn't sleep much last night, huh?" Bobby asked and Dean shook his head.

"Well eat this and then we'll head out into the forest and look for him." Bobby said and put down a plate of bacon and eggs in front of Dean.

"Yeah and what if we do find him, huh? We can't make him come back here, we can't make him take the antidote to turn him back into a human." Dean sighed as he played with the food into of him with a fork.

"Well we can.. But it won't be pretty and we're probably going to have to hurt Sam but it'll be for the best Dean. We'll get your brother back, don't worry." Bobby replied and Dean only nodded but only half-heartedly.

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Sam woke to an agonizing pain across his stomach and blinked his eyes open to find a large black creature leaning over him. He looked down and gasped when he saw the creatures paw buried deep into his gut. He took a deep breath and flung his arms up trying to push the beast away but it only made the claws dig deeper into his stomach and gut. He creature yipped happily at his pain and lifted it's other paw ready to make the final, deadly blow and Sam screamed for the only person he could think of. "DDEEAAAAAA-" He was cut off by the beast striking down.

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Bobby and Dean moved slowly through the dense forest, both had a shotgun up at the ready. Dean stumbled over a tree root and fell down, Bobby strode over whilst chuckling.

"You got two left feet boy?" Bobby chirped happily and Dean laughed sarcastically as he got back on his feet.

"Very funny Bobby... Aren't tree roots meant to be underground anyway?" Dean huffed and picked up the shotgun he had dropped on the way down.

"DDEEAAAAAA-" A distant scream echoed through the trees and Dean already found himself running.

"Sam!" He yelled as he ran towards the desperate scream of his little brother he stumbled over logs and tree roots but skidded to a halt when he saw Sam.

A giant werewolf was on top of Sam's lifeless body. "Hey!" He yelled and shot at the beast and hit it in the back. The wolf howled and took off into the dark trees.

Dean gasped at the sight in front of him, his brother, his Sammy, was beheaded. A wave of nausea washed over him and he soon found himself on his hands and knees puking up his breakfast.

"Dean! Dean!" He heard Bobby yell and a firm hand landed on his shoulder.

"Oh my god..." He heard the older hunter breath guessing that he also saw Sam.

"No... Sammy..." He sobbed as he clambered to his feet and stepped closer to the mutilated body and he burst into tears.

"Dean why don't head back to the house. I'll take care of this." Bobby grumbled and Dean nodded. He knew that he should've stayed but he couldn't bury his brother, he couldn't salt and burn his little brother.

"Umm... Be careful.. The werewolf that did that to him is still out there so just watch out." He warned the older hunter and turned and headed back the way they came.

When he got back to the house he walked into the kitchen and looked around. He screamed in rage and strode over to the table and lifted one of chairs and threw it across the room. He then stormed into the library and wiped the books off of Bobby's desk. He stood straight and stared into nothingness, his chest heaved up and down in anger. He rounded Bobby's desk and flung open the top draw and grabbed the bottle of whiskey that Bobby had stashed there. He ripped open the lid and started drinking straight from the bottle. He walked backwards until his back hit a wall and he slid down slowly. He sat on the floor with his knees brought up close to his body and carried on drinking. This is how Bobby found him an hour later, but the bottle was empty and Dean had passed out.

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One year later...

A year had gone since Dean and Bobby had found Sam beheaded in the forest and it was definitely one of Dean's worst years, Cas and Crowley opened Purgatory that let loose the leviathans, Bobby had died as well and Cas was god knows where. Dean was very much alone. He had met a young dopey hunter named Garth, and a prophet called Kevin but they weren't Sam, Bobby or Cas. They weren't family.

Dean had tried to find a way to get Sam back, he even had found Death again and begged him to bring Sam back but Death just said that things were better off this way, that Sam wasn't even Sam when he died and he right about that but it didn't make Dean feel any better.

In the last month Dean had finally found a way to kill Dick Roman, the head leviathan and today was the day he got to do just that.

He and Garth had stormed straight into Surcocorp, and Dean went straight to Dick whilst Garth had gone to find Kevin who had been kidnapped by the leviathans two weeks ago. Dick was just about to kill him when Cas appeared and distracted the leviathan long enough for Dean to stab Dick in the neck. He was about to celebrate but then the leviathan exploded and Dean's vision went black.

He woke up in a forest and he stood up and looked around. He heard a flap of wings behind him and he swung around to see Cas.

"Hello Dean." CAS said simply.

"Hello? HELLO?! That's all you have to say to me?" Dean yelled, he was angry at Cas for leaving him, for leaving him when he needed someone the most.

"I do not understand." Cas replied.

"Don't understand?! What is there not to understand Cas? First you opened Purgatory and then you just disappeared, I thought you were back Cas but then you disappeared. You knew how cut up I was after Sam was killed but you didn't care. You didn't even contact me after Bobby was killed by something you let out!" Dean yelled as he glanced about and slowly started to take in his surroundings "where are we anyway?" He asked harshly before Cas had even had a chance to speak.

"We're in Purgatory Dean. And I apologize. I know this past year was hard on you Dean but I didn't think you'd want me there." Cas said softly. "I will find a way out of here Dean!" and with that he disappeared.

"Cas! CAS!" Dean yelled but froze when he heard a low growl from the trees and he looked and found two red eyes staring at him. Suddenly a figure jumped from the trees and landed in front of him.

The man was a lot shorter than Dean but sharp fangs gleamed from his mouth and Dean cursed. Dean readied himself to fight as the man advanced towards him. A tall figure then launched out from the eyes and in the blink of an eye the shorter man fell to the ground, his head rolling away from the body. The tall figure turned towards Dean and Dean couldn't believe his eyes. Sam stood in front of him but he was covered in what looked like blood and dirt. He also looked a lot skinnier and maybe a bit taller.

"Sam?" Dean asked and Sam nodded and Dean jumped forward and wrapped his arms around his brothers back.

"What are you doing here Dean?" Sam asked as he laid his head on his big brother's comforting shoulder.

"I killed a leviathan and got send here." Dean said simply and Sam pulled away and looked at him confused.

"Long story Sammy." Dean smiled and put his hand on Sam's shoulder and Sam smiled back and Dean realized something.

"You've not got fangs Sam." Dean gasped "you're not a vampire anymore?"

"What do you mean a vampire? I was never a vampire." Sam's brow creased deeper in confusion.

"Sam what's the last thing you remember?" Dean asked also becoming confused.

"Hell, Lucifer was... well... um... But then I just woke up here." Sam stuttered and Dean understood, he didn't know what the devil did to his little brother in the cage but it definitely wasn't going to be good.

"So you still have a soul? And you're not a vampire?" Dean asked to clarify and Sam shook his head slowly in even more confusion. Dean only smiled again and grabbed Sam into another hug.

"Dean what's going on? Why wouldn't I have a soul? And why do you think I'm a vampire?" Sam questioned.

"Long story Sammy, don't worry about it. You're here with me and that's all that matters." As long as I have my Sammy back, I don't care where I am...

I'm sorry it's been ages since I've updated this. I'm going to try to update all of my fics this week if I can. Please review.