"Sam you have to listen to me! I'm your brother, I would never try to break you guys up or do anything to harm either of you! Well.. not on purpose." Sam's scowl slowly faded. He looked at me with eyes full of question. I smirked, my eyes turning black again.
"I was really hoping I could have more fun with this before you noticed. I guess I'll just have to kill you now." I lept from out of his arms grabbing my previous knife from the ground. Sam was shocked, barely able to move. I striked at him quickly, but before I could get around to putting a knife through his heart, something stopped me.
How are you fighting back? Not many people can do that. You must be stronger than I thought.
I could tell the demon was struggling to move my body. I was starting to overpower her, soon being able to gain control of my voice.
"Sam you have to exorcise me now. Tie me down and put me in a devils trap, I don't know how much longer I can hold her of-- Shut up you little bitch, you have no control over me." Just then my body lurched forward, the knife under Sam's chin.
"I'm going to enjoy this." My wrist moved slightly, getting closer and closer to slitting Sam's throat. I felt hands grab my arms from behind and smelled the strong scent of spray paint.
No they can't be doing this! I had a perfect plan!
Dean and Cas tied me to a chair inside a devil's trap, while Sam still stood motionless, staring blankly in front of him. I gained control again over the demon, knowing she was weaker when trapped.
"Sammy listen to me, the sooner you exorcise the demon, the sooner you have me back. And you can take me to get an anti-possession tattoo while we're here. He still wouldn't speak, but made some movement showing he understood. Dean started the exorcism, the demon taking full control over my body, shaking and rocking the chair. Once Dean finished saying everything needed to complete the exorcism, a black smoke sprang from my mouth, and shot into the ground, sending the demon straight to hell.
I immediately fainted, as most people do. When I opened my eyes, I was in my bed, clothed in one of Sam's t-shirts, which are usually very large on me. I slowly sat up, trying not to make myself light headed. I looked around, trying to find where everyone was. I saw movement through one of the windows, and quietly got up to investigate. I tiptoed towards the window, and peeked through the blinds. I was relieved to see Dean and Cas loading up the car. I slipped through the door and walked towards where the Impala was parked.
"Hey, where's Sam?" Dean looked up, smirking at my clothing.
"He went for a walk to get his mind off everything that happened. He's still a little shocked." I nodded. I wanted to find him to make sure things were going to be okay between us.
"Why don't you get changed so we can head out." I nodded slightly, and slipped back inside. I grabbed my phone from the table and dialed Sam's number. Voicemail. Cas came into the room and looked at me, concerned.
"I'm okay, I just wish I could fix things. I finally got the relationship I've been wanting for a while, and now I don't know if its going to end up staying the same way it has. This demon ruined it, and I have a feeling that wont be the last time I see her."
