[J1W] Bed
[Sam = likely_evil. Set in wayward_au. Follows other things that haven’t been posted yet, but is mostly in reference to THIS.]
She failed.
She didn’t like that feeling.
She’d never actually failed someone this completely before. She’d been told she failed people, but she never considered them failures. It was always demons she hated, people she didn’t care about. They were just things she didn’t get done. This, however, was Sam, and she had swore to him that she wound find some way to fix this, and she hadn’t, and now-he was gone. Gone because he tried to save her and his brother. And it was very highly likely that she wasn’t going to get him back.
She moved further into the room, heading towards the limp form in the bed. Alec was asleep in the bed in the far end of the room, and Dean was asleep in the chair next to him. Sam’s side of the room was empty, and Ruby would be in and out before they even knew she was here, but she had to see him. And apologize. She didn’t know if it would do much good, apologizing to someone who was comatose, but she at least had to try.
When she was close enough to the bed, her hand slipped into his, brushing across his fingers lightly. She paused for a moment, thumb brushing over the back of his hand while she stood there. She knew she should probably say something if she wanted to get something across to him, but there weren’t any words at the moment. None that she was willing to vocalize. Just what she could think, and she just hoped that if she thought loud enough, maybe he would hear her.
I’m so sorry, Sam. I’m so, so sorry.
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She failed.
She didn’t like that feeling.
She’d never actually failed someone this completely before. She’d been told she failed people, but she never considered them failures. It was always demons she hated, people she didn’t care about. They were just things she didn’t get done. This, however, was Sam, and she had swore to him that she wound find some way to fix this, and she hadn’t, and now-he was gone. Gone because he tried to save her and his brother. And it was very highly likely that she wasn’t going to get him back.
She moved further into the room, heading towards the limp form in the bed. Alec was asleep in the bed in the far end of the room, and Dean was asleep in the chair next to him. Sam’s side of the room was empty, and Ruby would be in and out before they even knew she was here, but she had to see him. And apologize. She didn’t know if it would do much good, apologizing to someone who was comatose, but she at least had to try.
When she was close enough to the bed, her hand slipped into his, brushing across his fingers lightly. She paused for a moment, thumb brushing over the back of his hand while she stood there. She knew she should probably say something if she wanted to get something across to him, but there weren’t any words at the moment. None that she was willing to vocalize. Just what she could think, and she just hoped that if she thought loud enough, maybe he would hear her.
I’m so sorry, Sam. I’m so, so sorry.
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