No Matter What

AN: Okay, this is the last chapter if this story. I hope you guys have liked it and I'll write another story as soon as I can. I have the idea of it in my head and the plot is pretty much made but writing it might take awhile. Aaaanyway, review of this chapter and tell what you thought of the whole story. I wanna get better, so give me tips. Okay, so to the last chapter.

Warnings: Well, okay, there won't be any self harm or language in this chapter... Some spoilers of random episodes, though...

Disclaimer: Nope. Not mine


Now that world isn't ending

It's love that I'm sending to you

It isn't the love of a hero

And that's why I fear it won't do

Hero, Chad Kroeger feat. Josey Scott

Chapter seven

"Sam?" Sam heard it but his brains didn't quite register it. A gentle voice, something so warm that Sam had hard time believing it was real.

"It's gone..." he finally said, when he had realized just who that warm voice belonged to.

"The voice?"

"Yeah..." Sam smiled. It was an actual, happy smile that didn't hold any kind of sadness or bad feelings behind it. It felt so good, just being able to smile without fearing that someone would come and take that good feeling away from you. "Dean?"

"What?" Dean asked.

"I'm kinda hungry..."


"So, you wanna tell me what you exactly were thinking when you left?" Dean asked some time later. He was sitting on the bed while Sam was packing his stuff. Sam looked up to his brother, mildly surprised.

"I thought it was clear... I thought I was saving you", he said.

"Right. And you never even stopped to think that I might be able to help you?"

"I called you, didn't I?"

"Yeah, after you swallowed the pills", Dean pointed out. Sam just shook his head and threw a shirt to his bag. Dean sighed. "Sammy..."

"I panicked, alright? I was weak, I wasn't thinking straight, that voice made me feel and see horrible things and I panicked! I saw myself killing you, Dean! Of course I left! You have done nothing but saving my ass my whole life, and I killed you! Killed!! You were dead, gone and I didn't even care! So I left! Okay? Happy now?"

Dean couldn't do nothing but stare for a moment. "For God's sake, Sammy! You talk about it as if it had actually happened. Look at me, do I look dead to you? Huh? Sam, you're not a monster! It's you that is always telling me what or who we can't kill even if it's a freaking none-killing vampire. You have the bigger sense of right and wrong of us two. And you thought you could kill me? Gosh..."

"I've tried..." Sam said quietly.

"You weren't yourself, Sam. You know that and so do I", Dean said, his voice telling that this conversation was over. That was funny, actually, cuz he was the one that started it. But Sam didn't seem to be ready to stop.

"So you're telling me that you're never afraid that I could turn like Max or Andy's brother?"

"Nope. Never. Because you have me. And I know this sounds horrible but I think it's not the powers that make them that way. Max would have probably ended up killing his father and uncle even without his powers. They were just shortcut."

"And A...?"

"Same thing", Dean said, before Sam could even finish his sentence. "They both had their reasons, right or wrong. And I gotta tell ya, if you would wanna kill me cuz you had a crappy childhood or something I would take that as a personal insult."

Sam laughed a little. "You take a wrong word about the Impala as a personal insult", he said.

"Well, that's just man defending what is his", Dean said. Then his face grew serious. "Sam, if you get control of your powers, we should take them as a... blessing. At least we won't drive off the road every time you sneeze."

"Yeah. Thanks", Sam said and threw his bag over his shoulder. "Shall we go?"


When Dean was about to close the door behind him his eyes fell on the broken glass that was still on the night table. "You coming?" he heard Sam asking behind him and shook his head. He closed the door and went after his brother. He didn't care how hard getting control of Sam's powers would. He didn't care how long it would take or how many demons would come after his brother. He would be there, to catch him and help him. He would always be there for Sam.

No matter what.



AN: Okay, so the telekinesis were only a side thing. And yes, I know the ending was short I just didn't have anything else left in my mind. You all have been great, I'm so happy so many people liked my story. I hope to see you all when I (someday) post my next one. Alright, so I have to go do my homework. And because I don't think I'll be able to write before Christmas, I wish EVERYONE merry Christmas and I hope you have all been good through this year so Santa will remember you. :D If you think that I ended the story in a way that left you hanging and that I don't deserve any gifts, tell me. : ) And tell me what you think of the whole story, too!

Anyway, MERRY CHRISTMAS everyone!

Lots of Love

Devil of My Family