Red ⇢ Sam Winchester (sequel to Half-Blood) | "complete"

⇢ e i g h t e e n ⇠

Elliot

It seemed like after I had that talk with Jack, it seemed like Sam really was looking at me differently. Like he always had something to say to me but never knew how to get it out. I almost wanted to confront him about it but I never really found the time to do so. We were constantly on the move and there was never a moment that one of us weren't busy.

Until Dean decided to take Jack and Castiel out on a hunt, and leave Sam and I alone. I'm almost confident that Jack said something to Dean about how I was feeling towards Sam. So Dean decided to take it upon himself to leave us alone. How thoughtful.

The first fifteen minutes of us being alone together we didn't even look at or near each other. After awhile we both migrated into the living room area, but still didn't talk to each other.

"Why did you tell Jack all those things? About us?" Sam closed his laptop and looked up at me from across the room, "Was there a point? Or did you just want him to be in on everything, too?" He almost sounded angry with me for some reason, as if me answering Jack was wrong.

"He wanted to know why I was upset. I was talking to myself and he overheard. He asked and I told. Is that a problem?" I asked, confused by his question, "I didn't know if I wanted to fill someone in on my past I had to ask permission."

"It's not just yours it's ours." Sam replied, "And I don't care that you told him. But now Dean wants us to work things out so it doesn't make the hunt awkward."

"What is there to work out?" I scoffed a little, "I thought things were fine between us, Sam."

"I did, too. But you told him, that every time you look at me, you see the me that hurt you," His face looked hurt, "Not the me that you, you know, not the me that you loved."

I laughed, "Yeah. Actually. Is it that hard for you to believe? That when I look at you it seems like all I can think about is how you poured holy water over me and tortured me. Forgive me for not being fully over that yet." I rolled my eyes, "It's not like I'm just going to get over it right away. I was never really good about putting the past behind me."

"But you told Dean you had forgiven us, in order for things to go back to normal." Sam stood up and came closer to me, which led me to ask stand up. "What happened to that?"

"I told Dean that so I could try and convince myself off it, too." I looked him in the eyes, "I loved you, Sammy. Every minute I was in Hell and for most of the time I was in your possession, too. But you didn't believe me, about who I was, and you hurt me. You don't just come back from that. I want things to be how they were before. But who knows how long it'll take, Sam." I put my hand on his arm, "It took us ages to get as close as we were-"

"And I destroyed it all. Because I was angry and confused." Sam made that face, when he smiles and scoffs, you know the one I'm talking about. He was blaming himself, "Right."

"That's not what I'm saying, Sam! You did what you thought was right at the time. I just need time to remember my Sammy. Not...that Sammy." Just thinking about it gave me chills. The look on his face when he dumped the water on me. Now, he just looked at me with pain and hurt in his eyes.

After I said that, he stormed off, outside. I had no idea where he was going, and truthfully I had no intention of following. The conversation was clearly much needed, however it left both of us with a heavy heart.

-

"Elliot stay away!" Gabriel insisted, "Stop coming after me! You'll get yourself killed."

"I don't care, Gabriel. It seems like I've lost everyone lately, I thought you were dead until that first dream," I looked down at my hands then back up at him, "Gabriel I need you here. I have to get you away from that Knock-Off KCF man."

"Colonel Sanders," Gabriel laughed, "Funny, I overheard Dean calling him that once, too."

"You've been listening in on us haven't you," I smiled a little, "Can you please just give us a hint? Where are you?"

Gabriel's face turned to anger quickly, his arms becoming bound again like the last time I saw him, "I'm in Hell, Ellie! He's got me locked in some cell. I can't even see what's behind that door!" I had never seen his full of such rage before, "And if you, and those stupid Winchester and that dumb nephew of mine get too close, he'll kill me! Asmodeus will have my head on a post!"

I stepped back a minute, "I'm not backing down, Gabriel."

When I woke up this time, I had a pounding headache. I looked around, wanting to tell one of the boys, but it didn't seem like anyone was home. It had been hours, I had no idea how long they'd be gone. All I knew is that I didn't have time to wait around for them to get home.

peri

howdy y'all. back at it again w
another chapter eh?
so basically I want y'all to know
that this update streak
is probably temporary
sometimes I get the chance to
binge spn and thats when
things like this happen for me.
hah
also gif reference for the face
Elliot describes sam making
uwu