Fic: "India" (SPN/Dollhouse) prologue/?
India
Disclaimer: I don’t own Dollhouse or Supernatural
Summery: Sam might just have made the biggest mistake of his life.
Authors Note: For the purpose of this fic during the episode Born under a bad sign except at the beginning. Dean however never finds Sam… someone else bet him to it.
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He awoke and stared somewhat blankly at the person beside him, “Did I fall asleep?” He questioned. The man nodded somewhat sympathetically. Although he couldn’t phantom the reasoning why he was looking at him like that.
“Don’t I have a training session?” He questioned. Everything seemed to be questionable he couldn’t figure out why.
“That you do. Echo will take you there” A brunette came up to him and he blinked at the pretty woman in front of him.
“Echo” He repeated and she looked up.
“Yes?” He pointed to himself.
“India?” He questioned and she nodded. He bit his lip but gave a smile, “training” He said simply.
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“I want my phone call” He said with a glare that would probably make his brother proud. How the hell he had gotten into this mess he had no idea, he just needed an out. Dean was going to either mock him to death for this one. Or kill him.
“You’re in a lot of trouble Mr. Winchester.”
“I know my rights Ms. DeWitt” He stated almost as coldly as she had, “I. Want. My. Phonecall.”
“I’m on your side Mr. Winchester” His eyes narrowed slightly wondering what on earth she was planning, “I’m here to give you a clean slate.” He found himself leaning forward, he gulped.
“What… what do you mean?”
“Well Mr. Winchester- Sam you killed a man and after this death and one… Jessica Moore’s death…”
“I had NOTHING to do with Jess’s death.” Sam spat out his temper getting the better of him. He took a couple of deep breaths trying to calm himself down.
“We can wipe you and your brothers slate clean Mr. Winchester”
“You’d get Agent Henricksen off his back?”
“Of course, Mr. Winchester” Sam took a deep breath. He didn’t know if she would do it, “We’d even clear those nasty fraud charges we have on the two of you all you have to do is join us for five years.” Sam finally sighed. His brother may kill him for this if he ever found out about it but he reasoned to himself that he could do what ever they wanted behind Dean’s back. He nodded.
“What do I have to do?”
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“Ellen it’s me again, any chance you’ve heard from him?” A sigh, “I swear it’s like looking for my father all over again I’m loosing my mind here.” There was another pause, “It’s nothing but voicemail. I don’t know where Sam went or why. Sam’s just well gone… Hold on… SAM? What the hell do you mean he’s in the dollhouse? What the hell is the doll house?”