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Okay, this is an alternate to the Sam's visit to see the Crossroad's Demon in season 3. I ad half expected this to happen and it didn't so…I thought I'd run it by you guys and see what you thought. This is the exact dialog from the episode up until the point when I changed it. It should be pretty obvious where that is. This does contain Wincest for those who care!! I may repost this as not Wincest for the people who do not like it. I don't know. I'll see how this one goes first. Anyway, enough from me. Enjoy!

Oh, and for those who are angry at me for not posting a sequel to 'Unlikely Romance', I promise that it is coming. I just have so much stuff going on. .

Sam sat in the Impala, second guessing his next move. Looking up to the middle of the crossroads, he fiddled with the wooden box he held in his lap. There was still one ingredient he needed in order for it to work and he had the false ID in his pocket, ready to be added.

He licked his dry lips in anticipation before he sighed and opened the car door, stepping out. He slowly walked along the dirt path until he was in the intersection of the four roads. Looking around, he tried to gauge where exactly dead center was. Once found, he kneeled and dug a shallow hole with his hands. Swallowing hard, he opened the box and took out the fake ID with his picture on it. He fingered it for a moment as he contemplated on his actions and the reproductions it would bring.

He knew Dean would be pissed if he ever found out. Correction: Dean would he beyond livid and probably kill him on the spot. But he had to do this. He didn't have a choice. He couldn't just let his brother die without some kind of a fight. He couldn't let the only person he's ever loved die because of him.

Yes, Sam was in love with his older brother, Dean Winchester. He knew it was wrong; he knew he should never feel this way; he knew it was the biggest taboo there was. But he also knew that despite all of that, there was no denying how he felt. He had accepted it long ago, just before he had decided to start looking at respectable colleges to apply for. Dean was the whole reason behind his wanting to leave. He had to get away from his brother. He was afraid of ever letting his brother know how he felt. He was afraid that if Dean ever found out, he would be horribly disgusted, call him a freak, and run the other way demanding he stay away. Sam could never live through that. He could never stand Dean rejecting him so completely. Then when Dean had come back and asked him to help find their father, all of the emotions he had repressed through Jessica came back like a hurricane on his heart. But no matter what, he had kept his secret. He had to. He could never live without Dean. Not anymore.

He had to do this. For Dean.

With a heavy sigh, Sam put the ID in the box, closed it, and placed it in the hole he had made. Putting the dirt back and patting it nicely, he stood and waited for his invited guest to arrive. His heart hammered as he looked around the disserted roads waiting for what could be his executioner.

"Well, little Sammy Winchester."

Sam turned at the voice quickly to see a beautiful brunet with red-as-blood eyes.

"I'm touched. I mean, your brother's been to see me twice, but you…I never had the pleasure."

Sam swallowed hard as he watched her eyes change to a cool brown. "What can I do for you, Sam?"

No backing down now. He pulled the Colt out from the back of his jeans and trained it on the crossroads demon as a smile somehow made it onto his face but not his eyes. "You can beg for your life."

The demon was completely unfazed as she looked at Sam with a slightly peeved expression but keeping the smile for appearances. "We were having such a nice conversation. Then you had to go and ruin the mood."

"If I were you, I'd drop the wise cracks and start acting scared."

She smiled wider at his arrogance. "It's not my style." It was at that time that she realized just what she was up against as she looked at the gun. "That's not the original Colt. Where did you get that?"

Sam held his expression tight and refused to answer. But the demon was smarter than he hoped as a look of realization spread across her face. "Ruby. Had to be. She is such a pain in my ass." She narrowed her eyes in accusation. "She'll get what's coming to her. You can count on it."

"That's enough," Sam answered quickly. "I came here to make you an offer."

She chuckled a bit. "You're going to make me an offer? That's adorable."

Sam wasn't amused. "You can let Dean out of his deal right now. He lives, I live, you live. Everyone goes home happy. Or," he cocked the gun as she rolled her eyes, obviously unimpressed, "you stop breathing. Permanently."

Now, she seemed a bit interested as she adopted an amused smirk. "Oh." She laughed softly as she walked forward. Sam moved to the side and let her pass, his gun still trained on her, until he stood right behind her. "All this tough talk. I have to tell you, it's not very convincing. I mean, come on, Sam. Do you even want to break the deal?"

Sam didn't understand where she was going with this. "What do you think?"

The demon turned and faced Sam with a curious smirk. "I don't know." She took a few steps forward for dramatic effect. "Aren't you tired of cleaning up Dean's messes? Of dealing with that broken psyche of his? Aren't you tired of being bossed around like a snot-nosed little brother? You're stronger than Dean. You're better than him."

It was easy to see that she was getting to him with the way he re-gripped the gun.

"Admit it," she continued. "You're here, going through the motions, but the truth is, you'll be a tiny bit relieved when he's gone."

"Shut up."

"No more desperate, sloppy, needy Dean. You can finally…be free."

Now Sam was getting angry. "I said Shut. Up."

Her amused expression melted into one that was eerily calculating. "Huh. Death protest too much if you ask me."

"Alright. I've had enough of your crap," Sam said as he glared at her. "You let Dean out of his deal. Right now."

She shook her head. "Sorry, sweetheart." She walked past Sam until she stood facing away from him. "But your brother's an adult. He made that deal of his own free will; fare and square. It's iron clad."

"Every deal can be broken."

She turned back to face him again with a cocky grin. "Not this one."

Sam shrugged one shoulder. "Fine. Then I'll kill you. If your gone, so's the deal."

Her elegant laugh sounded once more. "Guess again."

Sam's heart stopped for a moment at her reply. "What?"

"Sam, I'm just a saleswoman. I got a boss like everybody. He holds the contract, not me. He wants Dean's soul, bad. And believe me, he's not gonna let it go."

No, she couldn't be right. Demons lie. It was a fact of life…and death. "You're bluffing."

"Am I? Shoot me, if it'll get you off. But the deal still holds. And when Dean's time is up, he's getting dragged into the pit."

Sam reluctantly lowered his weapon. "And who's your boss? Who holds the contract?" He had to know. He had to free Dean, no matter what.

She chuckled softly as she stepped forward. "He's not as cuddly as me, I can tell you that."

"Who is he?" he asked getting quite impatient.

She hesitated before she finally answered, "I can't tell you." Sam's heart tore in two. "I'm sorry, Sam. But there's no way out of this one. Not this time."

Devastated, Sam looked off to the side, hoping that he could find some kind of answer. Closing his eyes, he knew that there was only one thing left for him to do. He had hoped and even prayed that it wouldn't come to this, but he didn't have a choice. He just hoped that Dean wouldn't hate him.


"Sorry, couldn't quite catch that," she said as she tilted her ear toward him a bit.

He nodded as if assuring himself. "I'll make you another deal."

She sighed. "Again with the deals? Honey, there is nothing you could offer me that—"

"Let me take Dean's place."

She paused at that. "Pardon me?"

"You heard me. Instead of Dean's soul, take mine. I'll even settle for only taking what time he has left."

She looked surprised, her mouth slightly agape and brows nearly at her hairline. "Well, this is quite unexpected, I must say."

Sam's grip on the Colt tightened as did his jaw. "It's a good trade. It was once my destiny to lead the demon army to victory. I'm much more valuable than Dean ever will be."

"That's arguable."

Sam whispered a grunt. "You know it's not. Your boss, whoever he is, you and I both know it's really me he wants. It's what everyone of your kind wants. And their all trying to get to me though my brother."

The demon's mask chipped ever so slightly. Sam smiled bitterly.

"That's right. I know about all that. It really wasn't all that hard to figure out. I'm actually a little surprised the others haven't already. You demons all want to take Dean away from me because you all know that only one of two things will come from it. One: With time, I'll get over Dean's death and continue hunting you sons of bitches until every last one of you are dead. Or two: I become so emotionally distraught I'll give up all hope and give into what's inside me—the demon blood in me—and lead the legendary demon army into victory."

The demon took a large breath, her smile long gone from her lips.

Sam nodded. "You know it's up to fate as to which will happen but you're all willing to take that chance if it means I might be what you need. But you know what, now that I know, you can be assured that I will never…never…go to your side no matter what you do."

She started to breathe a bit more ruggedly.

Sam smirked. "Puts a bit of a crimp in your ultimate plan, doesn't it?"

"Well, you're as smart as you let on, I'll give you that," she said forcefully. "So, what are you planning, Sam? To ruin our plans by forcing me into dragging you down to hell?" She chuckled softly. "How are you so certain you won't give into the demon blood in hell? You do know that that is where humans go mad, right?" she asked mockingly.

"Trust me. I won't."

"Cocky much?"

"I've just met myself somewhere before."

The demon nodded very slowly, as if thinking everything over.

It seemed like forever until Sam just couldn't take it anymore. "Do we have a deal or not?"

The demon paused for another few moments before smiling lovingly and taking a step his way. "Sam Winchester. You baffle me. The deals your family makes. Your father's didn't come too much of a surprise. I pretty much expected Dean's. But you," she chuckled softly. "I never would have thought you'd ever have the gall to come and make a deal yourself."

Sam was getting sick and tired of her trying to control the situation. "Do we have a deal or not?" he asked a little more slowly and with more venom in his voice.

"Alright, I'll accept your deal. Dean is free of his contract and what time is left of the said bond in placed on your shoulders from this night forth. However, there is still one more little detail I would like to add."

Sam's eye twitched. "What?"

"No one can ever free you from this agreement, ever, by any means whatsoever. Neither Dean nor anyone else may offer themselves up for you, no spells are to be cast, no rituals are to be performed, and most importantly, you may not try to weasel your way out of this yourself in any way. Understood?"

Sam's jaw clenched. He realized why she was doing this but it didn't make it any easier. But what choice did he have? "Alright. I agree to your terms."

The demon's smile spread as she walked up and got right in his face. "Good boy. Then we have a deal?"

Sam stared into her face with as much loathing and revulsion he could muster before pulling her into a devastatingly deep kiss. Her lips twitched in a smile at how rough and hasty he was being but reveled in what this would mean for her kind. After several moments, Sam released her and looked into her now blood-red eyes, hissing in a low and deadly tone, "We have a deal."

So what did you guys think? I'm pretty sure that I'll be posting another chapter about when the hell hounds come and feelings will be revealed!! Dun dun DUUUNN!! Anyway, all I'm saying is don't give up on me yet. I'll be back and if not with another chapter, it will be with another story. I have a few stored away on my computer that I'll be getting out soon so, thanks everyone!!