Supernatural Oneshots

Bloodstream (Sam Winchester)

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Words: 1311

Song: Bloodstream -Ed Sheeran

Warning: None

You couldn't believe it. You watched Dean walking around the room, throwing things, kicking in the walls and swearing, screaming every bad word he knew. But you weren't angry. Your mind was empty and world around you somehow gone silent. Demon blood. He was drinking demon blood to make himself stronger. "He betrayed us! He promised!" Dean yelled and kicked into a chair. He betrayed us. He betrayed me. Tears started rolling down your cheeks but you felt numb inside. Dean noticed your silent crying and stopped. He came to you and hugged you. You let your head rest on his chest as he gently rubbed your back. His heart was beating still really fast. "Don't cry (Y/N). We'll get him out of this."

"What if it's too late?"

"It's not." He took your face in his hands and looked directly in your eyes. "Hey listen to me. It's not too late. But he's going to need you. You'll have to be there for him."

"Both of us will."

"But you know it's you who can save him."

But what if I can't?

***

Bobby reacted almost same as Dean did, when he found out. You had to tell him about all those things Sam did. You've never seen Bobby so angry. It took him long minutes to calm down enough to be able to talk. "He has to stop. Immediately."

"Yeah but how? He's addicted. We can't lock him up somewhere..." You could hear desperation from Deans voice. Bobby looked at Dean and he shook his head and whispered "No."

But Bobby had already decided. "Yes."

"Bobby!"

Bobby turned to you. "(Y/N) I need you to rebuild my panic room. Put that old bed there. The one with... leather cuffs."

You nodded.

"Wait! (Y/N) you agree with this?!"

"Yes, Dean. But if you have better ideas you can share them."

Silence.

"That's what I thought." You walked away and left angry Dean behind you. Your heart was beating faster with every step. Until now you didn't feel anything at all but now came anger. And after that fear. What if we hurt him somehow. I can't lose him. You loved Sam but you were never brave enough to tell him. But Dean knew. You didn't even had to tell him. He found it out by himself. You started taking stuff from shelves and tables. After one hour was the room almost empty. You put the bed in the middle as Bobby commanded. You looked around the room one more time and walked away. Every stair screeched under your feet as you made your way out of the basement.

Bobby rushed to you. "Is it done?"

"Yes."

"Good. Dean went to get Sam. If you want to... If you need some time you can go. We'll take care of him."

"Thanks, Bobby."

Dean and Sam were on their way here. Sam knew Dean is mad at him but he had no idea what was coming. You walked out, to the yard, behind Bobby's house. You heard the sound of the Impala, the sound you loved so much. They came in. You could hear them talking about something but then voices disappeared. Silence lasted for long minutes and you started considering coming back inside. You turned around, ready to face your fear, when Sam started yelling. He screamed out many words but you were not able to understand anything. You went back in the house. Bobby and Dean stood there with worried expressions. Sam kept screaming.

"There is no other choice. You know it, right (Y/N)?"

***

You were lying in your bed, trying to fall asleep. House was completely silent. Sam had to be asleep too. You were the only one awake. You stood up. The floor under your feet was very cold. You walked into the living room and saw Dean sleeping on a couch. His snoring made you smile. You went to the basemenr and stopped in front of the panic room door. You looked through the hole in door into the room. Sam was sitting on the bed with his knees pushed to his chest, shaking. He looked so vulnerable and small.

"Sammy?"

Sam jumped up a little and then looked at you. "(Y/N)" His voice was full of relieve and hope. "Let me out. Please. (Y/N). It's so cold in here."

"I can bring you a blanket."

"Please! Let me out! I know you are mad but I did it because I wanted to help."

"I'll get the blanket now. I'll come back, okay Sammy?"

He gave you weak smile and nodded. "Thank you."

You went for the blanket and came back in five minutes. You carefuly opened the door and walked in, closing the door right behind you. You walked over to Sam and put the blanket over his shoulders. He smiled at you "Since when do you call me Sammy?"

"What? Is it just Dean's right?" You laughed.

"Dean might disagree with me but I think it's not."

"Okay, Sammy." You turned around, ready to leave.

"Wait!"

"Sam, I can't let you go."

"So stay with me here. I don't wanna be here alone anymore."

You turned back to Sam but you didn't know how to answer. Can I stay?  Dean said he can be dangerous.

"(Y/N), please." He whispered. "I can't get through this alone." Tears rolled down his cheeks.

You couldn't leave him. You walked over to the bed and sat next to him. You put your hand on his back and leaned closer. He pulled you in tight hug. You heard his heartbeat and breath calming down. You stayed like this for long minutes and every time you tried to escape, he pulled you even closer. "Sam?" You mumbled to his chest. "Sammy! I can't breathe."

"Oh, I am so sorry!" He let you go but not completely. He held your hand, rubbing it gently. Your cheeks burned and you started hoping he can't see it in the dark.
"Sam. What is happening?"

"I thought I can stop. But I am not so sure now. I feel horrible. Weak. World is spinning around me and I can feel my blood boiling in my veins. I don-" his voice broke and turned into whispering. "I can't do it, (Y/N)."

"Of course you can. Remember all those things you've done. All those people you saved. The suffering you survived. You will get out of this." You placed your free hand on his wet cheek.

"Even if I do... what about Dean? And Bobby? They'll never forgive me. They hate me. I have lost everyone. I've lost you."

"Me?"

He looked down like he couldn't look into your eyes. "I didn't even have the chance to tell you..."

"Tell me what?"

He squeezed your hand a little and his breath was getting faster.

"Sam?" You started to get worried when he quickly moved closer and kissed you. It was gentle and loving.

He pulled away and looked down again. "I'm sorry for what I've done. I don't expect you to feel the same just... please..." He couldn't even finish his sentence. His whole body was shaking. "I love you." Suddenly he fell down on the floor. His eyes were closed and his body was shaking more and more.

You panicked. "Dean! Bobby!" Sam screamed in pain. "Sammy! Hold on!" You ran out of the room to get Dean. All of you were with Sammy in a minute.

***

Sam woke up after four hours. You were sitting next to his bed for the whole time. He opened his eyes and met yours. "Hey"

"Good morning, Aurora."

He smiled. "What happened?"

"I don't know. You just fell down and... it was awful."

"I'm sorry... for everything."

"Stop saying you are sorry dumbass." You moved closer and kissed him. "There's nothing you have to be sorry for."