An Unlikely Supernatural Relationship

Chapter 9: How It Started For Sam and Dean

My POV

I turn away thinking, but serious WHAT IN THE NAME OF ALL THAT IS HOLY AND NOT, WAS HE THINKING, it's not just blood IT'S FUCKING DEMON BLOOD! WHAT IN THE NAME OF HELL WAS HE THINKING! This stuff AAALWAYS comes at a greater price then what it's worth! All I can do is hope that I can get him off the stuff. I mean, he won't last much longer if I don't. Ever since that 'incident' we've become more careful when it comes to our victims. We always now sniff them first cause demons give off a sulphur/gun powdery smell that stand out against either the, sugary, metallic or salty smell, if we smell even. The faintest hint of sulphur we don't feed, even Beasts, all vamps E.V or Beast, doesn't touch the stuff. Drinking demon blood is practically the only thing even Beast consider as insane, cause mass murders, kidnapping, experimenting is all normal for them, but if a vamp said that they were going to drink demon blood they'd be called crazy and maybe even locked up. Notice the fact I'm saying all this would happen to a vamp, don't even get me STARTED on the reaction of, what they would do or what would happen if a HUMAN drank demon blood. Any way, I turn back to him and say "How long has it been since you had some." I ask
"Um, just then." He says in a small voice. I see the flask and sigh,
"Alright, we're going to start small, what's the longest time period you've spent without it?" I inform then ask,
"A few days." He replies truthfully with a hint of regret, well, at least he's starting to feel bad about it, that's a very good step forward,
"Ok well, how about a week?" I ask
"No, I won't make it that far, I'll give in by then." He answers the same way,
"Baby steps, ok, we'll try a week with out it, and, slowly, increase every time." I inform him as he groans but accepts,
"Thank you Vilda, I just hope that I won't be much trouble." He replies,
"Eh, I guess this is one way of earning my keep to you two, and proving I'm not just a burden you have to lug around, I can be useful." I state,
"You're not a burden, I enjoy you're company, yes. Honestly, if he didn't have a problem with me, he might be a little more accepting to you, it's partially my fault." He admits,
"But I'm not that good company, no, he's still want my head separated from my shoulders, and stop it would you, you're sounding like me and making me feel bad for my negativity cause it's mostly self hate, you're making me seem selfish." I say,
"Well, to me you are, yeah, you're probably right but not as much as now. Sorry, I didn't mean it, I guess the reason I brought you around is cause I kinda know what you're going through." He replies
"How so? What are you carrying around on your conscience?" I ask confused,
"Well, the reason why Dean went to Hell in the first place was cause, well, he made a deal with a demon to bring me back to life, I had been killed and, I guess Dean couldn't bare it cause, I, kinda died in his arm." He answers eyes cast down,
"HE WHAT!? What the HELL is up with you two and DEMONS!? HONESTLY! God! Oh god, ok, the dying in arms bit, ok, that, that is pretty heavy." I reply and sigh, "Man, messed up, well, the three of us have crap messed lives, well, at least you two weren't born into it." I continue,
"Well, pretty close, well, it really all started when this demon Azazel gave me demon blood when I was 6 months, our mother, Mary, came to check on me and ended up getting killed by it, our father, John, saw how she died and gave me to Dean who was only 4, he tried to safe our mom but was too late, after that he trained Dean and I to be hunters, and, dad would go away on hunts leaving Dean to look after me. We'd still go to school, which school depended on where we were, we moved as dad had cases. Then, I decided I'd had enough of that life, I wanted a normal life, so, I ran off. To college, I wanted to be lawyer. I studied hard, got straight a's and even found a girlfriend, Jessica, we were happy, then, one night I was 22 and Dean was 26, he came in the middle of the night and told me that dad's gone on a hunting trip, and that he hasn't been home in a few days. I agreed to go with him to find him under the condition to be back by the following Monday. So, we went and instead of finding dad, found a case, a Woman in White, ganked her together and went back to my place." He tells me then stops and hunches over head in hands and by the look on his face and body language, could tell that he's struggling to continue as the memories had come rushing back.

Sam's POV

She puts her arm around my shoulders comfortingly, why am I telling her all this? For sympathy, no, if she's going to come with she needs to understand what's been happening, and how this all started for us, especially our involvement with demons which she clearly doesn't like or trust them, that could then back fire and even Dean won't admit it, she will be a help, to us, I can feel it. "I, I came back, Dean dropped me off at my place, I walked in, she had, made some cookies and had a 'I miss you' note on them, I, went into the bedroom and plunked onto our bed and closed my eyes as I did thinking that's she'd of heard me and would join me soon. But then, I, I felt something denser then water drip onto my forehead, almost like, blood, I shook my head not believing it, but I opened my eyes and, and..." he stops and takes a deep shaky breath then continues "...she was up there, a deep cut across her stomach, pinned to the ceiling, like how my mother was, then, sh-she, she burst into flames like my mom did, I was devastated, no, it couldn't be happening, no, not Jess, no, not to her, how could it? No. I, I w-was in sh-sh-shock, all I c-c-could do was sh-shield myself against, against the heat of the flames and, and, a-a-a-a-and call out to-to-to her. Talk about déjà vu ey, Dean came in and half pulled half carried me out before the house burst into flames, then, it was he and I on the road, saving people, hunting things, the family business." I finish with a big heavy breath and fighting back tears, the memories, I couldn't bear them. So much pain, losing mom, nearly losing Dean, dad, Dean, now, the conflict I have with Dean. What did we ever do to deserve this crap hole of a life, any of us, Dean, mom, dad, Vil and many others.