Jealous!Sam for Dean
Claire is autophoenix and Dean is likedillinger who are used with permission and love. The briefly mentioned Sylar is intuitivelyapt and Bobby is shootdont-talk.
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After Sam had recovered a little more after his detox from the demon blood, he asked Bobby to show him the tape of Claire’s press conference. He was still feeling weak and a little tired, but nothing like when he first came out of the safe room. For starters, he was able to talk without having to catch his breath between sentences and he could stand up without swaying or needing a wall for support.
With a glass of water in hand, as Bobby insisted he kept his water intake up, he sat on the couch while Bobby put in the tape to play. His face lit up the second Claire came on the screen. God he missed her so much. As happy as he was to watch this, it hurt him that he had to resort to seeing his girlfriend on TV.
Something told him that he would be watching this tape a lot. Like his daily dose of Claire.
Claire had told him Sylar was with her so he wouldn’t freak out when he saw her holding some other guy’s hand. If she didn’t give him that warning, he definitely would have got upset. Because he was specifically looking for someone that could be Sylar, he guessed the blonde man behind Claire could be him. The way that he looked over Claire with a mixture of protectiveness and pride helped Sam guess correctly.
Claire turned around to grab Sylar’s hand and give it a comforting squeeze. Sam didn’t freak out and he didn’t get upset, but his face did drop and he felt an uncomfortable pain in his chest. It felt like his chest had tightened and his breaths had become a little more labored. There was a lump in his throat that he continuously tried clearing by swallowing.
“You okay, dude?” Sam hadn’t realized Dean had been standing in the doorway the whole time. He looked up to his brother, his features making him look like a kicked puppy. Definitely not okay.
“I’m fine.” He turned his head back to the TV and tried focusing on Claire again. Dean moved to sit down next to Sam on the couch, knowing he would say more when he was ready.
It didn’t take long, “I just… I wish I could be there with her, you know? I hate that she’s going through all of this without me.”
“I know.” It was all Dean needed to say. He understood Sam and that comforted him. Dean placed a hand on Sam’s shoulder reassuringly, staying there as they watched the rest of the tape together in silence.
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Muse: Sam Winchester
Fandom: Supernatural (crossed to Heroes)
Word Count: 435
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After Sam had recovered a little more after his detox from the demon blood, he asked Bobby to show him the tape of Claire’s press conference. He was still feeling weak and a little tired, but nothing like when he first came out of the safe room. For starters, he was able to talk without having to catch his breath between sentences and he could stand up without swaying or needing a wall for support.
With a glass of water in hand, as Bobby insisted he kept his water intake up, he sat on the couch while Bobby put in the tape to play. His face lit up the second Claire came on the screen. God he missed her so much. As happy as he was to watch this, it hurt him that he had to resort to seeing his girlfriend on TV.
Something told him that he would be watching this tape a lot. Like his daily dose of Claire.
Claire had told him Sylar was with her so he wouldn’t freak out when he saw her holding some other guy’s hand. If she didn’t give him that warning, he definitely would have got upset. Because he was specifically looking for someone that could be Sylar, he guessed the blonde man behind Claire could be him. The way that he looked over Claire with a mixture of protectiveness and pride helped Sam guess correctly.
Claire turned around to grab Sylar’s hand and give it a comforting squeeze. Sam didn’t freak out and he didn’t get upset, but his face did drop and he felt an uncomfortable pain in his chest. It felt like his chest had tightened and his breaths had become a little more labored. There was a lump in his throat that he continuously tried clearing by swallowing.
“You okay, dude?” Sam hadn’t realized Dean had been standing in the doorway the whole time. He looked up to his brother, his features making him look like a kicked puppy. Definitely not okay.
“I’m fine.” He turned his head back to the TV and tried focusing on Claire again. Dean moved to sit down next to Sam on the couch, knowing he would say more when he was ready.
It didn’t take long, “I just… I wish I could be there with her, you know? I hate that she’s going through all of this without me.”
“I know.” It was all Dean needed to say. He understood Sam and that comforted him. Dean placed a hand on Sam’s shoulder reassuringly, staying there as they watched the rest of the tape together in silence.
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Muse: Sam Winchester
Fandom: Supernatural (crossed to Heroes)
Word Count: 435