Lost Call 3/4
Lost Call
Title: Lost Call 3/4
Masterpost: for the whole 'verse
Author missnegreenwood aka sagaluthien
Character(s)/Pairing: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, OMC-Jessie
Theme: Theme Nanowrimo - table: nanowrimo at missnegreenwood journal, the entries there isn't betad if not stated
Prompt(s): # 10 Comfort
Rating & Warning: NC-17, Au, girl!Sam, character death (not main)
Beta: A friend
Disclaimer: Everything is totally invented and I do not know or own the original characters from Supernatural. I have not written it for to earn any money.
Author's Notes: This is set in the Au word of Girl!Sam and is a snap-shot later from my story Lost Brother. You might should read that first.
Previous snap-shot/chapter: Chapter 1, Chapter 2
Summary: The normal Sam thought she had is endangered.
Sam woke up, wondering what time it was, as it still was dark in their room. She was tired and didn’t bother to open her eyes. In the next moment, she felt something wet land on her face and she looked straight up at the ceiling.
“Jeeeeeeeeeeeessssssieeeeeeeee!” she screamed.
All kinds of feelings, went through her in that instant. She couldn’t look away, she wanted to save him, she wanted to flee, she wanted to die and if she hadn’t been frozen in the bed, she would have run.
Suddenly she was drawn from the bed and room in a pair of familiar, strong arms. It made her body work and she ran together with her brother. Outside the house they stayed first by at Dean’s Impala, waiting for the fire trucks and to see if anything could be saved. The trucks came quickly and started their work to put out the fire.
Dean kept hold of her, giving the best comfort he could. The first hours passed in a fog that wrapped itself around her mind and heart, but having Dean there was a comfort.
The firemen and the police asked her about what had happened; if she had any clue what had started the fire. Sam doesn’t remember what she said, and although she had a clue what might be behind it, she couldn’t tell them. Dean told his story too, with only a few more clues so as not to make them suspicious.
Sam had gladly let Dean take command and didn’t try to fight when Dean had decided they should get away from here. Her feelings were in big jumble and she switched between screaming and crying.
At some point, Dean must have managed to calm her down and get her to sleep, because when Sam woke up, she was in a different frame of mind, and she was filled with a new determination. She wanted revenge.
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