Rocking out to Chop Suey, making this because why the fuck not?

Episode: Season 1 Episode 14

Part: 4

Key:

(M/n) = Male Name

WARNING: Death, swearing, boy x boy, some triggering stuff. This is Supernatural....Everything happens in this show/fandom. If you dont like it, GO OUT.

Enjoy~!

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As Dean and Sam were going to the door, Dean reached the doorknob. Max saw a butt of a pistol in Dean's waistband in the hall mirror. Soon the door knob is ripped from Dean's hand, slamming shut, so does a wooden window blinds around the room.

"You're not priests!" Max yelled.

"Took you that long to figure it out?" The demon said plainly.

Dean draws his gun, but Max used his powers to pull it away, sliding it across the floor to him, and picked it up. He hold's it to Sam, Dean, and (M/n).

"Really? You brought a gun of all things?" The shorter male stared at Dean, making the male shrug.

"Max, what's happening?" Ms. Miller asked, worried.

"Shut up."

"What are you doing?"

He flung her backwards, she hit her head off a kitchen bench and fell to the ground unconscious.

"I said shut up!"

"Max calm down." Sam said calmly. (M/n) was getitng mad and his eyes turned black, making Max's attention turn to him, gun pointed at him.

"What are you?!"

"You worst nightmare boy. Shoot anyone here, and that guns going up your ass." The demon growled. It was enough to even make Dean shake a bit.

"Max, we just want to talk."

"Yeah, right. Thats why you brought this!" (M/n) was going to say something, but the stare Sam gave him, stopped him. HIs eyes going back to normal.

"That was a mistake all right? So was lying about who we were. But no more lying, Max, ok? Just please, just hear me out?"

"About what?"

"I saw you do it. I saw you kill your dad, and your uncle before it happened."

"What?"

"I'm having visions Max. About you."

"You're crazy."

"And not like you've been killing people?" The demon was getting aggravated with this whole thing.

"Dean, take him and Alice out of here." Sam told his brother.

"No one leaves this house!" Max screamed, maaking the chandelier shake.

"Nobody's leaving the house, they're just gonna go upstairs."

After convincing Max, Dean and (M/n) went to pick up Ms.Miller and went upstairs.

"Hey, man, what was that all about?" Dean asked the male.

"What?"

"The whole, eyes going black and growling. I've never seen you do that. And to be honest, its scary."

The younger male just kept tending to her wound.

"Can I tell you something, Dean?"

"Of course. You can tell me anything."

"I have a really bad thing about Sam having those visions. No normal human is born like that, it has to be the work of a demon....If it is....I could get caught, tortured, or worse...killed...." That was his fear, was that he would have to die for what he had done.

"Wait, wait, wait. Who and why would they punish you."

"Well...First of all, Heaven and Hell want me dead, because I screwed up their work when demons put my boyfriend in a cage. I was bringing in souls with no deals and screwing over the angels work all the time....It was fun...until they got really mad. So here I am..."

Dean felt bad for the male. He cared about the demon....deeply, wanted to keep him safe, at all costs. And dare he say it, Dean was starting to form feelings for (M/n) ((I'm pretty sure everyones going to hate me cuz you guys probably know how this story is going to go....maybe it will, maybe it wont, you'll have to find out *winks*))

Another few minutes went by, Ms. Miller woke up. The door opened and Max walked in.

"Max!" Dean and (M/n) got up, he was holding the pistol. Dean went to go to Max, bu was flung across the room into the wall. Dean swore and looked at the other male, (M/n) was standing next to the woman, a straight face on. Dean got up and went to walk over to Max, but stopped when he saw Max let go of the gun and it was floating in mid air. It soon cocked and turned to his step mother.

"Max. No."

Dean walked infront of her.

"Stay back. This isn't about you."

"You wanna kill her, you gotts go through me first."

"Ok."

Sam had burst in the room as the gun went off. It took everyone a minute to realize what happened. Sam looked at the ground to see his big brother, who was looking up at the demon that had taken a bullet for him. Max's eyes widened and started shaking more as he saw that the bullet went into the males head, but the male was staring at him angerly. The wound started to heal, making the shell fall on the ground.

"Nice shot..."

The panicking male went to go shoot him more, but Sam stopped him.

"No, dont! Max, we can help you. All right. But this, what you're doing, its not the solution. Its not gonna fix anything." Sam told him. Max was a mess, shaking, sweating, tears falling down his cheeks. He looked at Sam and relaxed.

"You're right." Sam smiled a bit, Max turned away, the gun swings and he shoots himself in the head, shoking everyone in the room.

"No!!" Sam screamed.

~Later~

Ms. Miller wwas on the couch, still in shock. "Max attackeed me. He threatened me with a gun."

"An these three?" A cop pointed at the three males.

"They're...family friends. I called them soon as Max arrived, i was scared. The tried to stop him. They fought for the gun."

"Where did Max get the gun?"

The woman on the couch began to cry, "I dont know. He showed up with it and..." She completely broke down.

"It's all right Ms.Miller."

"I've lost everone." She sobbed.

The cop went to the three standing off in the room.

"We'll give you a call if we have any further questions."

"Thanks officer."

~Later, outisde the house~

The trio were walking down the path.

"If I'd just said something else. Gotten through him somehow."

"Ah, dont do that."

"Do what?"

"Torture yourself. It wouldn't have matteres what you said, Max was too far gone."

"When I think about how he looked at me man, right before. I shoulda done something."

"Sam, if i can intrude, torturing yourself about something like that...It's not worth it. You did what you could, and thats all that matters. You helped as much as you could. Maybe he would have gone farther if we didn't show up at all, who knows. But we did what we could." (M/n) said before going in the Impala.

"What he said." Dean said before getting in, Sam following suit.

((Auto correst stopped working, so if there's mispelled words or awful grammar and all that, I'm sorry. I take small animal care, not how to be a teacher))