Plot: (Sully didn't go with Sam in this one sorry) you were a zanna and Sam thinks about you until he didn't need you anymore
Somebody To Die For-Hurts
Your POV
--11 year old Sam
"(Y/n)?" I heard Sam's voice ring in my head as I appeared behind him. "Hiya Sam," I said pinching his cheeks. I sat on the bed as he jumped next to me. "Why'd you call?" I turned facing him, his green ones puppy dogging eyes my (y/e/c) eyes. "Dad and Dean are on a hunt. I'm bored," he sighed. "Well what do you wanna do?" I said as I leaned back. "Tell me a story (y/n)," he pleaded. "Okay, uhh," he laid down next to me nuzzling his head on my shoulder.
I finshed the story when Sam was starting to snore. I tucked him in his bed and kissed his forehead. I then walked over to the chair but Sam's voice stopped me. "Please don't go," I heard his voice coated with sadness. I looked back and smiled. "I'm not going anywhere," I sat on the chair looking at him drifting off to slumber. But the peace was broken by Dean and John bursting through the door. I stood up and looked at Sam. "Sam, pack up. We're going hunting and you're coming with us," John ordered as Sam sprung up happily. "We'll meet you outside," John and Dean then went out hastily to leave Sam packing. "Sam, what about Stanford? What about being a lawyer and have a family?" I said tearing up. "Sam," he didn't budge the first time but he surely did now. "Look, (y/n), Dean and dad are taking me on a hunt. They think I can do it. I don't need Stanford anymore, if you want just go with Stanford and leave me be," he said as tears dripped down my cheeks. "As you wish. I love you Sam," I whispered as I disappeared. I watched him walk out the door with a large backpack and a duffle bag full of gun and weapons. Then when he closed the door, he never came back.
-- Present
"We think there's a zanna killing zannas," the head Zanna said in the quarter. Then the whipers came but Sully hushed them down. "Okay. Uhhm, we need you to be with your humans for a little while. This place is on lockdown. Be safe everyone," Sully said as he disappeared. I saighed and my mind went to Sam. But I can't go back, he didn't need me anymore. I know now that his confidence boosted up and he was one of the best hunters out there. But I shrugged and appeared at the place where Sam is. It is the Men of Letters bunker. Legit. Then I walked in the kitchen tos ee no one so I snapped Sam's favorite foods. From candies to salads then biscuits then burgers. Then I heard footsteps and I hid in the racks of empty food. I saw Sam, he was all grown up. His face was different, his hair became longer, but his eyes were still the same. It made me break inside knowing that this used to be a kid with no childhood but with only a zanna that was too afraid to come back. He noticed that their table was candy filled and he started getting wierded out. I took a deep breath and jumped out. "Surprise!" I made jazz hands to Sam but he only punched me in the jaw. "Who are you?!" He screamed. "Sam, you remember ehen you were 11? John and Dean took you on a hunt. You left something," I smiled sadly. "(Y/n)?" His voice cracked. I sarcastically smiled and I felt his arms around my tiny body. He let go and I was staring at him with a blank face, keeping it all to myself. "Sammy?" We heard Dean from a distance. When he entered the kitchen he was only wearing a blue robe and some blue slippers. "Are you drunk?" He said chuckling. "You can't see her?" Sam asked worringly. "He can now," I said as I let Dean see me. "Dean, this is (y/n), remember her?" Sam asked tearing up. "Oh that hot imaginary chick of yours? Yeah I do Sammy," he said as he waved a little at me then making himself a cup of coffee. "So why are you here?" Sam said happily. "The headquarters are locked shut. There are zanna murders and Sully wants us safe," I said blankly looking around. Then I saw Dean wasn't there anymore, leaving me and Sam alone. "You haven't changed a bit," he whispered. "You changed. You grew up Sam," I faked a smile. I liked young Sam better because he accepted me before. But he also left me. "(Y/n), come on don't be like that,"
"Be like what?"
"That! You were all happy before but now you're plain and blank,"
"I changed Sam,"
"I'm so sorry for leaving you-,"
"Sam don't. I know why,"
"But if it makes you happy I still went to Stanford when I left dad and Dean," he said as I lit up. "But you didn't finish," I said sadly. "I'm still studying. There are some books there about law school so I'm still, lawing," he said happily as I chuckled. "Atleast you got your dream up about law. All you need now is a family, apart from Dean," I smiled as he frowned. "I'm not compatible with ladies," he frowned. "Aww Sammy. You'll be with one sooner or later," I said patting his head. "(Y/n), can we try and start over again? I can ask you out and have a family with a zanna," he said happily with pleading eyes. I took a worried breath and smiled. "Okay Sam,"
