Dean is dead, so Sam makes a deal with the devil to bring him home. What happens when Sam learns they have a bond that runs deeper than just being his true vessel? Please vote and comment on what you'd like to be included in this story (Cover image does not is not my art and does not belong to me. I also do not own any of the supernatural characters)

"What are you going to do?" Lucifer whispered. The figure grinned at Lucifer. The eerie orange light cast shadows on his face, making his eyes look like black holes, "I'm gonna make him hate your guts." NOTE: Contains language and violence

Dean sends Same to the get food, Lucifer distracts Sam. But at least he remembered the pie. THIS IS SMUT!DON'T READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE SMUT! Also, I'm kinda new to writing fanfic. I've been reading forever, though. So sorry it's crap. Constructive criticism is always welcome. Sam is pansexual in this story. If you don't like that, then don't worry it's only mentioned once. Anyways have fun reading!