2/2 careening towards the Apocalypse?fallen_vesselJuly 26 2012, 13:21:05 UTC
Dana? [Sam's voice is thready, upset. He's been on his own for months and Lucifer is coming to him almost daily, slowly breaking him apart. He's standing on the edge, so close to falling. So he makes one final call to Dana.
[And gets voicemail.]
Please, I want to come home. I need.. I can't. He's here all the time now. I'm not strong enough.
Cool. Sounds good to me. :)siswinchesterJuly 26 2012, 13:32:18 UTC
[It's been hard, so damn hard ignoring every single call she's gotten from Sam over these long weeks. But this was the right thing, together they were weaker.
Though, she was seriously starting to doubt if this really was the right thing.
Staring down at her phone as it flashed a new voicemail at her, she toyed with the buttons, set to delete this one just like all the rest. Instead she did something new and pressed it to her ear to listen.
Something inside her twisted at the sound of her brother's voice, really sounding broken and defeated. It was that that finally broke her resolve and she found herself pressing the redial button as she sat stiff on the edge of her crappy motel room bed.]
[Head in his hands, it takes Sam a moment to register that his phone is ringing. He snatches it up and hits the button with shaking hands. Hope blooms in his chest when he sees the number.]
Dana? Dana please.. I want to come back.. Lucifer. He's here all the time.. I need.. I can't. [He drags in a shaky breath, trying to collect himself.]
Sam-- Sammy, calm down. [A deep frown etches her lips, brows etched in concern. He sounds frantic, upset. It worries her. What has she done? The more she hears his voice, the more she believes her decision was the wrong one.]
[Tears threaten to spill, he's been so alone, it's enough to just hear her voice.] Lucifer is here all the time. Talking. Please.. I can't.. I'm not strong enough.
[Is he asking for help or saying goodbye? Sam is so lost he's not even sure anymore.]
Don't listen to him. Sam. You are strong enough, I know you are. [She's been just as alone, and hounded by angels of her own. It hasn't exactly been a party for her.
And he better not be saying goodby. Lord help her, Dana won't let him.]
mobile tagging. autocorrect strikes again.fallen_vesselJuly 26 2012, 14:33:58 UTC
[Blinded by tears, he shakes his head.] I can't. I'm not like you, not that strong on my own. Lucifer, he.. the things he's.. [The things he's shown Sam, the things he's made Sam nearly believe. It's so hard.] It's all coming apart.
I don't think I can. Please.. can I? I need to see you.
mobile tagging sucks -.- (which I'm doing too)siswinchesterJuly 26 2012, 14:44:00 UTC
[Tearing her hand back through her hair, Dana takes a breath, nodding though he can't see.
Dana can't say no, not with him begging like this. And not with him in this state. If he went and... and she was the one that turned him away? She would never forgive herself.]
...yeah, yeah Sammy. Do you want me to come to you or do you wanna come to me?
[Relief. Sam sags into the lumpy matress. He'd drive, but Lucifer had a nasty habit of coming with him, talking while they drove. He wasn't sure he could take it. So he gives her directions to his motel.]
[Dana's up and packing the few things up she has in the room, listening to his directions.
Slinging her duffel up over her shoulder, she slows her stride for the door, blinking.]
I miss you too. I'll be there as soon as I can, okay? [She's reassuring him, making sure he knows for sure, finally pulling the door open and heading for the Impala. She'd be driving all damn night.]
[There's a note of hope in his voice, a measure of strength returning, at least for the moment. She's coming. Sam will wait, he'll wait for the rest of his life if he has to. His eyes slip shut, unable to stop the tears now. If she's with him, if they're together, then maybe he won't fall. Maybe she can save him again, keep him from falling into darkness and blood.
[Sam doesn't sleep much, if at all. Lucifer invades his dreams regularly, wearing different faces every time. But it's when he wears Jessica, or even Dana that Sam nears his breaking point. Wearing the faces of his loved ones. So when he pulls open the door, he's haggard and a little thinner. Blinking in the harsh glare of the streetlight outside. As promised, she's there and Sam all but collapses into her arms.] You came. You came.
[Dana doesn't look all that great herself at the moment, having had little sleep and working case after case in an attempt to distract herself, but even then, just seeing Sam like this breaks her heart a bit. Well, the brief moment she does get a look at him that is, before his large frame is enveloping her in ana embrace.
Curling her arms about him, she steps forward to hug him back tight, resting her face against his chest with a sigh.]
Yeah. Said I would... [She mumbles, glad to be here with him. Usually not one for such emotional displays, the way he acts, looks...sounds, she just can't help it. He needs her right now and even though she hadn't been willing to the past few months, she was here.]
[He didn't want to admit to doubt, didn't want to admit a secret fear that she would change her mind and turn around, leaving him alone. So Sam just nods into her hair, clinging to his sister for a moment. She was smaller than he was, but Dana had always been the stronger one. Strong enough to bear up alone, strong enough to resist the angels. Not like Sam. He couldn't do it without her.] I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Please. Just don't leave me again. I can't do this alone. [He'd do anything to keep her close. Anything. Dimly Sam was aware that was probably a sign of how badly Lucifer had already wormed his way inside, trying to break him.]
[Inside. Right. Sam gives a jerky nod and moves back into the room, letting her inside. He'd given up on using banishing sigils or protective wards. Lucifer always found a way in. He was worn and nearing defeat. The door closes with a click and he leans against it, almost afraid to take his eyes off her.]
I'm sorry. I don't care what it takes, just let me stay. He's in my dreams all the time now, sometimes when I'm awake. He's in my head Dana and I don't know if I can keep him out anymore.
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[And gets voicemail.]
Please, I want to come home. I need.. I can't. He's here all the time now. I'm not strong enough.
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Though, she was seriously starting to doubt if this really was the right thing.
Staring down at her phone as it flashed a new voicemail at her, she toyed with the buttons, set to delete this one just like all the rest. Instead she did something new and pressed it to her ear to listen.
Something inside her twisted at the sound of her brother's voice, really sounding broken and defeated. It was that that finally broke her resolve and she found herself pressing the redial button as she sat stiff on the edge of her crappy motel room bed.]
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Dana? Dana please.. I want to come back.. Lucifer. He's here all the time.. I need.. I can't. [He drags in a shaky breath, trying to collect himself.]
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[Is he asking for help or saying goodbye? Sam is so lost he's not even sure anymore.]
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And he better not be saying goodby. Lord help her, Dana won't let him.]
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I don't think I can. Please.. can I? I need to see you.
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Dana can't say no, not with him begging like this. And not with him in this state. If he went and... and she was the one that turned him away? She would never forgive herself.]
...yeah, yeah Sammy. Do you want me to come to you or do you wanna come to me?
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I miss you.
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Slinging her duffel up over her shoulder, she slows her stride for the door, blinking.]
I miss you too. I'll be there as soon as I can, okay? [She's reassuring him, making sure he knows for sure, finally pulling the door open and heading for the Impala. She'd be driving all damn night.]
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[Sam doesn't sleep much, if at all. Lucifer invades his dreams regularly, wearing different faces every time. But it's when he wears Jessica, or even Dana that Sam nears his breaking point. Wearing the faces of his loved ones. So when he pulls open the door, he's haggard and a little thinner. Blinking in the harsh glare of the streetlight outside. As promised, she's there and Sam all but collapses into her arms.] You came. You came.
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Curling her arms about him, she steps forward to hug him back tight, resting her face against his chest with a sigh.]
Yeah. Said I would... [She mumbles, glad to be here with him. Usually not one for such emotional displays, the way he acts, looks...sounds, she just can't help it. He needs her right now and even though she hadn't been willing to the past few months, she was here.]
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Let's move this into the room, okay? [They still stood at the threshhold of his room.]
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I'm sorry. I don't care what it takes, just let me stay. He's in my dreams all the time now, sometimes when I'm awake. He's in my head Dana and I don't know if I can keep him out anymore.
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