A Flick and A Thought ~Sabriel

Chapter 4 - Cause and Effect

(There are many things I could say to explain what the actual hell this chapter is, but i'll just explain at the end. Enjoy!)

It was the end of the school day, and Sam was still passed out on the pavement.

Gabriel noticed that Sam wasn't in any of his usual classes for the rest of the day, which he found odd, but brushed it off as him going home sick or something of the sort.

Lucifer did not see Sam in the halls at all after lunch, which was strange considering he always saw him at least once. Lucifer could've just brushed it off, but when he did not see Sam outside after school as well, he started to grow suspicious.

Lucifer figured that if Sam were to be anywhere he'd probably be at their 'spot', so he decided to check there first.

He walked over to the back of the school, looking for Sam. He was about to turn around when something caught his eye, a...shoe? He walked closer and concluded that it was indeed, a shoe, peeking around the corner of the wall.

Lucifer walked around the corner to discover an extremely bloody, sleeping Sam on the ground.

He was immediately by Sam's side, attempting to wake him up.

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Sam's eyes fluttered open as he saw a figure in front of him, to which he recognized as Lucifer, who was shaking him heavily. His eyes shifted in and out of focus, wanting to drift back into sleep. "Sam?? C'mon dude stay with me... Sam!" Lucifer said in shock, a distinct undertone of panic in his voice.

Lucifer looked around, "Dude we need to get you to your house...or to the nurse or somethi-" "No!" Sam suddendly shouted, his voice hoarse. "No...I-I don't want anyone to know...please." Sam pleaded.

Lucifer idled momentarily,"Alright...but you need to get fixed up, so you're coming with me." he decided. Before Sam could object, Lucifer picked him up and began carrying him. Sam was too weak to do anything, so he just drifted back into his painless slumber.

Lucifer carried Sam to his house, with it only being a couple minutes walk to get there. Sam was lighter than he appeared, so Lucifer could carry him almost effortlessly.

He got to the front door of his house, praying that no one was inside yet. As he threw open the door, he heard the echo of water thumping the ground upstairs, at least whoever it is is in the shower.

Lucifer pounced up the stairs, entering his bedroom quietly and closing the door behind him. He laid Sam on the bed, and set out on a mission to gather various medical supplies. He took whatever he could find considering he didn't actually know what was wrong with Sam, but there was definitely blood, lots and lots of blood.

Sam's eyes slowly opened for him to discover he was in some sort of room. He glanced around at the posters hung lazily on the wall, it dawning on him that this was more than likely Lucifer's bedroom. He attempted to get off the bed, when Lucifer suddendly walked in with many medical supplies in-hand.

"Oh, you're awake." Lucifer said, walking over to the bed.

"Yeah..." Sam replied, wincing in pain as he tried to sit up.

Lucifer quickly offered his hand out to Sam, to which Sam shook his head slightly. "I got it...I got it" He said, sitting up slowly.

"We need to get you cleaned up" Lucifer pointed out.

"Yeah...got any peroxide?" Sam asked, pointing to the pile of medical supplies on the edge of the bed.

"Oh, yeah, yeah." Lucifer said, already searching for the bottle. He picked up the cold container, handing it to Sam. He further grabbed some cotton pads for application.