Supernatural Oneshots

Satellite (Sam Winchester)

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Words: 628

Song: Satellite -Nickelback

Warning: None

Sam screamed your name again and again as you watched him fighting for his life. You were tied up, unable to move, unable to help him. The only thing you could do was watch demons stabbing him again and again. You started screaming.

Your own screaming woke you up. You sat up, breathing heavily. You could see Sam's silhuette move on a bed next to yours. Dean's bed was empty. He was probably still in a bar.

"(Y/N)?" His voice was quiet and calm. Sam's big palm gently touched your arm. "(Y/N) are you awake?"

"Yes. I- I'm okay."

"Okay? You were screaming."

"I know. I'm sorry."

"Don't be." He stood up and then sat on your bed. "Nightmares?"

"Yes..."

"What was the nightmare about?"

"It doesn't matter..."

"Come on (Y/N). You know you can tell me everything. I'm your friend. You'll feel better." He moved closer and held your hand. Even this slightest touch made you blush. Thank God he can't see me.

"It was... about you."

"Me?"

"Yes. They were... they... demons got you and they... killed you. They killed you right in front of me."

"Oh (Y/N)..." He pulled you in a hug and you cried in his t-shirt. "You know what? I might have an idea what could make you feel better." He let you go and you immediately missed the heat of his body.

"What are you talking about?"

He turned on his phone and you could see his smile in the light of the phone's screen.

"Sam, what are you doing?"

"You'll see." He kept searching and his smile was getting brighter. "Got it!"

"What?" Music started playing and he placed the phone on a table. "My favourite song. How do you know?"

"You told me. Like milion times." Both of you giggled.

"Yeah, that's possible." He came to you and helped you stand up. "What are you doing?"

"What do you think?" He leaned closer and whispered in your ear. "May I ask for a dance?"

He wants to dance?  "How do you want to dance when it's this dark?"

"Do you trust me?"

"Of course I do."

"Then let me lead you." He took you in the middle of the room and pulled you closer to him. You let your head rest on his shoulder and hugged him around his neck. You felt his hands on your waist. Both of you started moving slowly until faster part of song came and Sam sped up. You started losing the rhythm and stepped on his foot. "Ouch!"

"Oh my God! I'm sorry."

"Calm down!" He laughed. "Nothing happened. If I stepped you... that would be a problem."

"Yeah, well... moose would brake my leg." Both of you laughed.

"Shut up." He whispered and rested his forehead on yours. Song changed but you didn't stop dancing. His lips were getting closer to yours and neither one of you wanted to stop it. Your lips finally met and started moving in sync. You stopped dancing and enjoyed the moment.

You pulled apart to catch a breath. You couldn't see his face but you were sure he was smiling as happily as you were. He leaned closer and whispered to your ear. "We can keep dancing or..."

"Or?"

Suddenly lights turned on and Dean's deep voice came from behind. "Hey I-"

Sam let you go and you finally could see Dean's confused face. You and Sam looked at each other and then back at Dean. Maybe he didn't see anything.

"What the- Did you- I- Sam?"

He did.

Dean kept staring at you and nobody said anything. But then Dean started laughing. "Finally! I couldn't stand your staring at each other any longer. Now get a room you two. I need to get some sleep."