What is a Toaster? | Sabriel

Why is the World Against Sam Winchester?

Sam couldn't feel anything, not his hands, his legs, or even his back. All he could feel was a burning blackness that swamped his mind. He tried to move, clench his hands, anything that could help him, but couldn't do anything.

He could hear though. Sounds he didn't recognize, loud and ear piercing filled most of the background.  Another sound, more familiar than the others, was close by. The voice was crying and begging over and over, the voice becoming almost screams.

"Sammy!"

~3 hours earlier~

Sam sat on the porch, sipping on a cup of coffee silently as he looked over the yard. Gabriel had left for work already, and that left him alone until he got back. Sam didn't mind though. It gave him time to think, to sort out his thoughts.

He wasn't sure how he was going to live with the facts of what he had done before he lost his memory, especially when he was no longer alone with alcohol, but the thought of having a living person around to help him along the way, well, that gave him a comfort he never thought he could have. He felt like he could finally face his deeds instead of drinking them away.

Sam stood, taking his cup back into the kitchen. He would tell Gabriel as much as he could tonight, to finally get everything he had done off his chest. It was when he heard the doorbell ring that he turned, his eyebrows furrowing with his curiosity.

Slowly, he moved towards the door, grabbing the door knob before looking through the peephole. He relaxed as he saw it was Madison. He opened the door, putting on the nicest smile as he met the gaze of the woman.

"Hello, Madison. What brings you here?" Sam asked, leaning against the door with a friendly manner. Madison looked him over, a little bit of surprise crossing her features.

"Hey, Sam. You seem....different." Madison commented, running her hand through her hair curiously. Sam shrugged, just now remembering that Madison hadn't visited since he had got his memory back. 

"Well, I have my memory back if that's what you're hinting at." Sam said with a shrug, making Madison blink in surprise before grinning.

"You have it back? That's great, Sam!" She congradulated, though it didn't do anything but make Sam wrinkle his nose. It wasn't that great to remember. "Anyways, I was wanting to ask Gabriel if it was okay if I took you to town to help me?" 

Sam glanced back at the empty house, half tempted to pretend Gabriel was there and 'say' no so he didn't have to go, but, he wasn't allowed to be childish anymore. He was just helping Madison. What was the worst that could happen?

"He isn't here right now, but I can go with you. I am an adult after all." Sam said with a fake smile before stepping back from the door. "Just let me grab my jacket and we'll go."

Sam headed into the living room after he got an agreement from Madison, grabbing his green jacket before grabbing one of Gabriel's notes, scribbling a message down for the nurse in case he didn't get back before Gabriel. Finishing the note, he left it on the table where he was sure the nurse would see it before walking back to the door, pulling on the jacket before shutting the door.