They call me the Anti-Christ

It was a rainy Thursday and the Winchester Three, plus one, were shacking up at a motel somewhere between the middle of nowhere and the end of the world. There wasn't a case they were actively working on, so Sam sent his twin off to help Dean with another one of his "dying wishes".

Which left him and Madison alone in their room while the rain was falling outside.

"Sam!" Madison laughed, trying to squirm away as his long arms wrapped around her, tickling her in all the good spots. "Stop!"

"What?" He grinned, stopping the tickling for a moment to pin Madison on the bed under him, draping his body over her. "I thought you said you weren't ticklish, and I wanted proof. So instead I just proved you are a liar."

"I'm not ticklish. Your hands are cold."

"Madison is a LI-AR," Sam teased, going back to tickling her, making her squirm as he kissed her bare shoulder. She turned and suddenly her hand was in a spot that stopped him from moving at all.

"Now what were you saying?" she asked, smirking a bit as she gave him a squeeze.

"Madison is the most beautiful person in the world and I love her."

"That's better," Madison said with a smirk, letting her hand open before she looked up at him. "Now, can you think of something better to do during our free afternoon away from your brother?"

"I think I have an idea or three." He returned the smirk, leaning down to kiss her lips.

"And no more tickling."

"No more tickling."

this is demon!Sam... just older from where he is in current RP mentally.

If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever. - Sarah (The Crow)

They had a job in San Francisco. Dean had been hesitant to bring Sam along, but there was little choice. After all, what are you going to do with your demon brother who still shifts back and forth mentally from a 27 year old to a 5 year old? There's no babysitter in the world who would deal with that.

While Alec and Dean were hunting, Sam took a walk. Yes, he had his cell phone, Alec. Sam kept it on him all the time because Dean and Alec worried. Too much. But that was what they did, so Sam kept the phone on. He would call them later. Maybe find pie if they were having a bad day. Pie cheered Dean up. And milk for Alec. Or ice cream. Sam liked ice cream with hot fudge, Alec liked shakes, and Dean liked a scoop on his pie.

Sam stopped outside a building, and his eyes instantly went up to a window. He saw shadows in the window - a dark haired woman and him. His body. Together in an embrace, their lips pressed together in need.

His feet were taking him up the stairs before he realized it. The door was locked, but Sam took out a set of picks and opened it easily. Inside, the building was empty as the furniture and decorations had been taken down. But Sam remembered it in his mind. The couch was there. Table. Television where they had watched a horrible soap opera that she got him into. For weeks he watched it on youtube because she couldn't.

( Madison )