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Deal Breaker, part 5/?

Author: Johnnyjosh
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: 18+
Pairing: Dean/Sam
Beta: white_monarch,
winter_loveless
Spoilers: Season 3/4
Disclaimer: I don�t own
Supernatural or its characters, and am making no money from this.
Warnings and Notes: AU,
Wincest, eventual non-con, bondage, language, violence.�
Additional Notes: I hope you
don�t mind a bit of a rehash here and there, told from my demon�s POV
Summary:� Sometimes to beat one kind of evil, you have
to join forces with another��

~~oOo~~

After dealing with the demons trying to create a modern
day Sodom and Gomorrah, Sam thought things couldn�t possibly get more
bizarre.� He�d been wrong.� This time, it had been the frustrated spirit
of a little girl that was killing people.�
She had been trapped in a coma for ten years, unable to communicate
while her father read her fairy tales, over and over.� She finally began lashing out, bringing those bedtime stories to
vivid, violent life.�

The demon hiding inside Sam had been ecstatic at the
discovery of the perpetrator, as Sam had been forced to tell Dr. Garrison just
what his daughter, Caley, had been doing and why.

Come on, Sam, look at her, she�s perfect!� The demon surged inside him, eager to be
free, but of course her own binding ring held her in check.�

Sam struggled to subdue her as the doctor talked to Caley,
saying his final goodbyes.� No.� You can�t have her.

Why the hell not?�
I thought you wanted me out of here, or are you getting used to my
company? She asked smugly.� I could
take over that body as the spirit leaves it, and boom, you�re rid of me, and
Caley makes a miraculous recovery.� It�s
a win-win situation.

Don�t flatter yourself. It�s not that I want to keep
you around. Sam answered with a mental sneer.� As much as I like that you�re willing to take over an empty
body, you can�t have this one. You might be able to pull off the
recovery routine for what, a day, two at the most?� Then you�d destroy the man�s memory of his daughter by turning
her into a slut, or worse.

Don�t be silly.�
I�d take her far away where he wouldn�t have to hear about
my�activities, the demon purred, and Sam could sense her admiring Caley�s
body.

Oh, and that would be better? Sam shot back.� Losing her for ten years to a coma, then
losing her all over again when she disappears?�
Or maybe you�d be nice enough to leave her body where it could be found
after you�re done playing with it.�
Either way, he�d be devastated, all over again.� Besides, you�ve got a deal to uphold.� You don�t have much time left to come up
with a way to get Dean out of his contract.�

The demon fell silent at that, as Sam and the doctor left
Caley�s room and met up with Dean in the corridor.� She listened as the three men spoke, and Sam asked Dean if that
was what he wanted, for Sam to let him go.�

As Dean walked away, Sam watched him with a frown.� Well I can�t, Dean.� I can�t just�let you go.

And you won�t have to, if I have anything to say about
it, the demon added quietly.

~~oOo~~

Later that night, back at the motel, Sam lay awake, fully
dressed under the covers as he listened to Dean�s deep, even breathing from the
other bed.� Now or never� Sam
slowly picked up his backpack and left the room, careful not to wake his
brother.�

His constant companion was curiously silent during the
drive, as Sam searched out a suitably deserted crossroads.� When he found one, Sam parked the Impala and
got out slowly, a troubled frown on his face as he gathered the necessary items
to summon the crossroads demon. Sam dug a hole and added his picture to a
small, wooden box.

What�s wrong? The demon finally made her presence
known as Sam hesitated for several moments.

What if Dean�s right?� Sam stared at the box, fingers tightening around it.� If we mess this up in any way, I�m dead, and
he could still end up dragged down to hell.�

Sam, this will work, okay?� It has to.� If she won�t
deal, then just point and shoot.� It�s
that simple.�

Yeah, simple��
Sam sighed, then set the box in the hole and covered it up.� He rose to his feet, glancing around
uneasily as he waited for the crossroads demon to make her appearance.

He felt the demon inside him retreating further into his
consciousness, until he could barely sense her at all.� What are you-� His head snapped around as the crossroads
demon spoke finally, Sam�s eyes raking over her new body.�

Bitch always manages to find the nice ones, the
demon inside Sam griped, checking the crossroads demon out even as she
struggled to bury herself within Sam�s consciousness, so the other wouldn�t
sense her.� She nearly laughed as Sam
immediately pulled out the gun, pointing it at the crossroads demon, telling
her to beg for her life.� That�s
telling her, she whispered.�

As the crossroads demon mentioned the gun, the demon
inside Sam listened, closely.� Well,
that�s interesting, Ruby�s made more of a name for herself than I�d realized� She
fell silent again as the crossroads demon brushed off Sam�s offer, and
instead tried to manipulate him by insulting Dean.� Careful Sam, you know she�s reading your mind, trying to twist
what she finds in there.� She felt
Sam�s anger and frustration rising, as the crossroads demon�s words started to
get to him.� Easy�But there was
something there, some small spark of shame inside Sam.� He did see Dean as a little needy, and yes,
very sloppy lately.� She wanted to talk
him out of this, but knew if she interfered any more than she already had, her
cover would be blown.�

When the crossroads demon claimed that she couldn�t break
the deal, because she didn�t in fact hold the contract, the demon inside Sam
bristled.� Bullshit, she�s held her
own contracts for as long as I�ve known her.�
I don�t like this�� She
listened as Sam continued to question the dark-haired demon.� Something big must have gone down, a very
powerful demon must have risen up out of the pit, and she�s handed over control
of all the contracts.��

�Then who�s your boss, who holds the contract?�� Sam demanded, then asked again when she
answered with another wisecrack.

When the brunette refused to tell Sam who it was, the
demon inside Sam spoke again.� Sam,
shoot her.� She�s chosen someone to
follow; from here on in she�s only going to get in your way.�

Sam stared at the crossroads demon for a few moments,
indecisive.� Then he raised the gun and
fired off a single shot to the center of the brunette�s forehead.� He and the demon inside watched as she
jerked and shuddered, flashes of light coursing through her body, before she
fell to the ground, both demon and host dead.�

Well done, that�s one link broken off the chain,
permanently, the demon inside Sam said smugly.�

�Yeah, and one innocent girl�s life taken in the
process.� That�s what pisses me off
about you, and Ruby.� You seem to forget
that these bodies don�t belong to you, they belonged to human beings!� Sam was
shaking in anger as he stalked away from the dead girl, and he didn�t even
realize he was speaking aloud to answer the demon.�

Sam, she sighed, I know you don�t like having to
do this, but this is just the kind of collateral damage Ruby was talking
about.� Sometimes you�re going to have
to make tough choices, such as trading one life in order to save dozens, maybe
even hundreds more.�

�I don�t have to like it,� Sam said quietly.

No, you don�t, the demon answered.� But then you wouldn�t be you if you
did.�

�For someone that hates Ruby you sure quote her a lot,�
Sam pointed out as he turned away from the body and started back toward the
car.�

�I�m just trying
to get my point through that thick skull of yours.�

�Yeah?� And just what
is your point?� he snarled, slamming the car door after he slid into the
driver�s seat.�

My point is that you�re trying to fight a war on two
fronts, Sam. she answered, voice rising in anger. One, put an end to
whatever big plans the demons have, and two, save Dean.� You can�t afford to play nice anymore.� You hesitate, you get squeamish about having
to get your hands dirty, and it�s over, for both of you.�

Sam fell silent as he mulled over her answer.� With a sigh he put the car in gear and
pulled away from the crossroads, heading back to the motel.�

By the way, we need to make a pitstop somewhere, she
informed Sam quietly.� Isn�t there a
bar or something nearby?� I could use a
quick snack.� When Sam didn�t
answer, except to keep driving, she growled in frustration, but stayed silent,
deciding to bide her time.�

Sam stared out the windshield, mind racing with thoughts
of what was going to happen when Dean found out what he�d done tonight.�

If he finds out, the demon piped up.

�Not if, when.� He�ll
know, he always does,� Sam sighed softly, eyes narrowed as he pulled into the
motel parking lot, hoping the lights and noise of the engine wouldn�t wake his
brother.� He crept into the motel room,
shooting a glance at Dean.� Good,
still sound asleep, he thought with a faint smile, watching the older man
as he turned onto his back, muttering softly in his sleep.� Sam crept into the bathroom and shut the
door firmly behind him, then he moved to stand in front of the mirror.� �So,� he said, voice barely above a
whisper.� �We need to talk before I let
you have any �snacks�.��

The familiar image of a petite, exotic brunette in a white
dress slowly superimposed itself over Sam�s reflection, looking like a ghost
image in the mirror.� All right, so
talk, she smirked faintly at him, arms folded over her chest.�

�Exactly what are you going to do for me, more importantly
for Dean, if killing the crossroads demon doesn�t work?� Because from what she said, it won�t.�� Sam rested both hands on the edge of the
sink and glared into the mirror, frowning severely.� �I know there�s still the possibility of her bluffing, but we
both know that demons will actually tell the truth occasionally, especially if
it�s to save their own skin.��

No need to take jabs at me, Sam, her smirk changed
to a scowl as she set both hands on her hips and glared back.� It was worth a shot, pun intended.� But she probably was telling the truth.� Which means, as I said earlier, something
big made it out of the pit and everything�s changing, in your world, and ours.� She turned her head, looking thoughtful for
a moment.� I still say your powers
are our best shot.� Once I find the key
to unlocking them, we can work on getting you strong enough to take down this
boss.� But I guess first things first,
we�ll need to know the name of the demon we�re after.�

Sam�s expression soured at the mention of his powers, then
he glanced at her in the mirror, eyes narrowed.� �Names, that�s one thing that�s been bothering me.� You all have names, don�t you?� So what�s yours?�

The demon blinked at him in surprise, looking a bit
startled by the question.� I don�t
think a host has ever asked me that before, she chuckled, shaking her
head.� My name is Aosoth.� She glanced up at him from the mirror.� Why do you want to know?�

Sam turned on the taps, wet his hands, then ran them over
his face before carding his fingers through his hair, pushing it back off his
forehead.� �Because it�s a little
uncomfortable being so�close to someo- well something, when you don�t have a
name to put to them.�

Mm, I see, she regarded him with narrowed eyes,
then smirked.� Well it�s nice to meet
you, Sam.� Now, about that feeding�?� I�m going to need a little fuel to keep
me going while I try again to pick the lock of that big steel door that�s
keeping your powers at bay.

�Yeah, about that?�
Try tomorrow.� I�m exhausted, and
I�m going to bed,� Sam sneered, giving her one last glare in the mirror before
he snapped off the light and walked out of the bathroom.�

Why you little� Aosoth growled, then she went quiet
when Sam gazed at Dean again.� Nevermind,
I�ve got what I need right here.�

You leave him alone, you bitch!� Sam tried to fight but it was too late, he
could already feel Aosoth�s power swelling, clouding his mind as his vision went
fuzzy around the edges.� With a gasp he
fell to his knees beside the bed, hands reaching out and fisting in the
sheets.�

Dean�s eyes snapped open just as Aosoth lifted a hand and
touched it to his cheek.� He couldn�t
get a clear view of the person looming over him, as the room was dark, but he
had the impression of familiarity.� Sam?
he thought, then his mind registered the flash of orange eyes in the face
leaning down toward him.� �What the-!�
He struggled briefly, trying to shove his would-be attacker away and move the
hand cupping his cheek.� Green eyes grew
heavy-lidded as Dean groaned softly, feeling slightly dizzy as the person
before him changed.� No longer broad and
masculine, now it was the form of a woman with short, curly hair leaning over him
with a kittenish smile as she stroked his cheek with her fingertips.� Dean inhaled sharply when she leaned down
and seized his lips in a hungry kiss.�
Dean lifted one hand and cupped the back of her neck, lips parting when
her tongue brushed against his lower lip.�
As the kiss deepened, the woman splayed one hand over his chest and
pressed firmly, holding him down.

It took several moments for Dean�s clouded mind to grasp
onto the thought that this was the same woman he�d seen when the succubus had
attacked him before.� Dean let out a
muffled cry as the kiss suddenly turned harsh, demanding, and his head began to
spin once more.� The dizziness that
washed over him made him feel vaguely nauseous.� Suddenly he felt as if she was sucking the life out of him, the
energy being drawn out of his body everywhere she touched him.� He raised both hands to her shoulders and
pushed weakly, but she just kept kissing him, until with a soft moan, Dean�s
eyelids slid closed and he passed out.�

Aosoth broke the kiss quickly and leaned back, taking a
moment to admire her handiwork as she licked her lips.� She felt Sam�s struggles increasing and
frowned.� You�re getting stronger�With
a put-upon sigh she moved over and sprawled gracelessly on the other bed,
closing her eyes and handing over control to Sam once more.�

What the hell did you do to him? Sam demanded,
sitting up abruptly and looking over at Dean with a worried frown.�

He�s fine, Sam.�
I only took what I needed.� You
know I wouldn�t harm your brother, Aosoth assured him.� You�ll see.� In the morning, he won�t remember a thing, and he�ll be his usual
chipper self.� After half a dozen cups
of coffee, she quipped.

You�ve got to stop feeding off Dean! Sam slammed
his fists down on the bed, tempted to go stand in front of the mirror for
this.�

Then you�ve got to stop denying me!� Aosoth shot back.� When I say it�s time to feed, go find some cute little
waitress, or pick up some bimbo in the bar, take her out back for 5 or 10
minutes, and we�re done.� Otherwise, I
have to take whatever�s available.�

A woman?� But I
thought you were some kind of succubus that needed to be� Sam trailed off,
pondering how he could phrase the question.�
On the receiving end of things.

Well, you thought wrong.� Aosoth snapped.� While
I do prefer to be in a woman�s body, feeding from men, I can and will take my
energy any way I can get it, especially in a situation like this.�

Sam bared his teeth angrily, then lay back down on the
bed, both hands behind his head.� He
hated the idea of luring people out into dark alleys like some creepy vampire,
but he didn�t see how he had any other choice.�
It was them, or Dean�

~~oOo~~

The next morning, Dean sat up abruptly in bed with a
grunt, wide eyes darting around the room.�
He noticed that Sam was already up and in the bathroom getting cleaned
up.� The TV was on, turned to a news
channel, but the sound had been muted.�

�Hey,� Sam greeted as he walked out of the bathroom.� He gave his brother a sidelong look before
he dropped down to sit on the end of his own bed.� �You okay?� he asked, noticing the wary expression on Dean�s
face.� You said he wouldn�t remember
a thing�

He doesn�t, but damned if you hunters don�t seem to
have some creepy sixth sense of your own, you always seem to know when something�s
not right, Aosoth answered, curious as they continued to observe Dean.

Dean swung his legs over the side of the bed and quickly
got up.� He stalked over to the door,
eyes sweeping over the floor and windowsills as he checked that the salt lines
were still intact.� They were.� He walked over to the nightstand and picked
up the charm Bobby had given each of them, holding it tightly in his fist.�

�Dean, what�s wrong?� Sam asked quietly.� He rose to his feet and cautiously set a
hand on the older man�s shoulder.�

Dean continued to stare at the charm clutched in his hand
for a few moments, then shook his head with a sigh.� �Nothin�, I just�had a weird feeling.� But there�s no way she could have gotten in here last
night.��

�The succubus?� Sam frowned when Dean nodded slowly.� �You feel okay? I mean�you feel tired, or
anything?��

�No, I feel fine,� Dean said with a frown.� �That�s good, right?� I feel okay, the salt lines are intact, the
charms should still be throwin� her off our scent,� he lifted one shoulder in a
shrug.� �Must have been a nightmare or
somethin�, I guess,� he admitted quietly.�
�You have any weird dreams, or get a feelin� something�s off?� Dean asked,
gazing up at Sam.�

Sam�s jaw clenched as he struggled to come up with something
to say.� �No, the only thing haunting my
dreams was the crossroads demon.�� Sam
wanted to kick himself for the way his brother seemed to shut down at the
mention of her.� Dean�s expression was
unreadable for a moment, before the older man nodded silently and turned away,
starting to get dressed.�

To Be Continued�

Well, I know a lot of you probably figured I was long
gone, and this story was dead.� Not
so!� I hope you�re not bored with my
retellings of a few choice S3 eps.� Just
going to touch on a few more, then off to my�different version of S4 XD this
story will end before the start of S5, I can tell you that.� I�m going to have it all posted well before
Sept. 10^th, because I want to wrap this baby up, so I can start
bringing you a few new tales!
Feedback is <3, let me know how many of you discovered
I was still here, and you�re still willing to read!
JJ
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