Sam Winchester Imagines

Movement

A/N: Well I watched Carrie earlier so this story is mixed with that and Sam.

"Ugh!" You tell in frustration.  You throw your arms behind you, and you hear things crash and break.  "Just leave me alone!"

"Y/N!" You hear Sam yell behind you as you walk away.

"No," you say and turn around. You stop dead in your tracks, making him stop as well, a few feet in front of you.  "This is crazy.  You're- You're crazy.  You tell me crap about having, 'magic powers'." You put air quotes into the air. "I've been put in a mental institution for what I've talked about doing." You walk closer to him, leaving only about a foot between you.  "I've learned to do crazy stuff with my mind- or maybe it's my hands- I don't even know... But I'm trying to forget that part of my life.  Not talk with you about it.  Now, just leave me alone, Sam."  You turn around briskly and start walking away again.

"Y/N-" You cut him off. 

"No!" You yell at the top of your lungs as you turn around.  You put your hands straight out in front of you, pushing them out.  "Enough of this bull crap!" You feel tears in your eyes.  You pull back and then push your hands forward, propelling Sam back into a wall. 

"Just- listen..." Sam manages to get out.

"I'm done listening to your crazy crap!" You begin to push Sam up the wall. 

"Come on... Y/N... Please..." he begs.

You sighs and drop him to the ground.  "You have 5 minutes." You sniffle. 

"Thank you..." he whispers. 

Sam gets up and walks to a chair, pulling it out due you as he sits in an identical one across from you.  You sit down.

"I'm listening," you say. You hear your voice crack, and you hope Sam doesn't notice.

"What is happening to you right now- it's crazy, I know.  I have stuff like this too," Sam tells you.

You learn forward, "You can move things too?" You whisper.

"No... But I can see things before they happen..."

"What are they of? Anything specific?" You've almost completely forgotten that you don't want to be near him.

"Murders..." he says quietly.

"Oh... You didn't really explain why this happened to me... All you said was that a demon bled in my mouth when I w as 6 months old and you knew that my mom died in a fire.  How did you know all that?"

"That happened to me too.  That's why we have these powers."

"So- I can do this..." You lift up a few rocks on the street without touching them, "because a demon bled in my mouth when I was little?"

"Yes..."

You shake your head in disbelief.   "What are you on?" You ask.

"Listen to me..." he places his hand on top of yours gently.  "Please... You have to believe me... I'm not lying... I swear..."

"Five... Five minutes are up..." You say hesitantly.  You pull your hands back, but you leave them in the table.  You push the chair back as you stand. 

Sam stands up as well and pins you against the wall. 

He leans in and kisses your neck, biting your ear.  "Let's go to the ally," he grows, his lips against your jaw. 

"No..." you murmur.  "No, I- I can't..." you say as you try and squirm away. 

He slides his fingers between yours.  "Please..." he whispers into your ear. 

"O- Okay..." 

Sam's voice was calming and persuasive. 

You walk to the allyway, holding your hand as a guide.

You met him only about a few hours ago.  Him and his brother found you told you what was happening with your powers, but you didn't quite understand or even believe them. 

You were suddenly distracted by Sam biting your lower lip.  You start to kiss him back hesitantly.  He kissed down to your collarbone and nips at it slightly. 

"Sam..." You pull away a little.

"Hm...?" He asks, looking into your eyes. 

"I don't think I'm ready... Plus, I just met you... And so far, we haven't really had the best circumstances."

He nods a little, "Okay... I understand completely.  Wanna go back to my motel room?" He asks innocently.

"Sure," You say. 

You hold out your hand and he takes it.  You concentrate really hard and you and Sam eventually lift into the air. 

"Um... Y/N," He says.  "As much as I like this... You shouldn't use your powers..."

You let go of his hand, "I do what I want," You respond.

"Y/N!" He yells a little as he drops.  He only fell a little ways, but it was still scary.  You fly somewhere, you don't know where, but you do.  And you don't plan on seeing hte Winchester's ever again.

-Three months later-

You twirl your hand in the air, making things in your hotel room fly around randomly, but controlled. 

A knock comes at the door and you drop everything.  You walk over to the door.  "Hello?" You ask.

"Hi, m- Y/N?" The man says. 

You look closer at the man.  "Sam...?" You ask.

He nods.

"Come in..." You say and move over and open the door wider, allowing him in. 

"Thanks," He says with a short smile. 

You two talked for a few hours about everything that's happened in the past few months. 

"I think I love you..." He blurts out suddenly.

You blush a little.  "I- I..."

"It's okay..." He says.

"I do too..."

"Do what...?" He says, his eyes lightling up.

"I do love you too," You smile.