AD: After Death

Chapter 2

CRASH!

Sam was thrown across the room and crashed through the thin drywall of the old motel.

BANG!

Dean shot at the Vampire in an attempt to slow it down, but it only seemed to make it angrier.

"Sam! I could really use your help over here!" Dean yelled to his brother

He looked over to see the Vamp skulking closer and closer to his older brother and silently got up, grabbed his machete and surged forward. He jumped onto the desk, causing it to fall forward, leapt off and landed right next to the monster simultaneously beheading it with the sharpened blade.

Breathing heavily, he looked over to Dean to see if he was alright.

He jumped up from the ground, dusted himself off and turned to his brother.

"I can't believe you didn't say something cool."

"I'm-uh, what?" Sam questioned, confused and still breathing heavily.

"Dude." Dean started off, "That had to be one of the most photogenic kills we've had and you had the perfect opportunity for a killer line right before you killed the bloodsucking freak and you didn't. say. anything."

Sam looked at Dean disbelievingly through messy hair while rolling his eyes and walking away.

"Something like, oh I don't know, 'You're disease and I'm the cure' or 'Say hello to my little friend'. You know, something cool!" Dean continued as he caught up to Sam.

"Oh of course Dean, you're terrible references are positively hilarious! Ha. Ha." Sam said dripping with sarcasm.

"Hey man, you just laughed. Sarcastic or not, that counts."

Sam just smiled to himself and kept moving to the car.

*
Books kept piling high around Sam as he researched more and more lore.

He tried to bury himself in hunting, like Dean, but it just wasn't him. So he turned to what he knew would distract him. Books. Specifically, books about the lore of the supernatural.

The last hunt had been the most fun he'd had in a while, but he couldn't stop the guilt he felt at every turn, at every smile, at every laugh.

"Why do I get to be happy while he's dead?"

So he stopped looking for cases, knowing he was the main reason they even had cases, and focused on research. Repetitive, meticulous, boring, safe research.

There was a heavy thump in the door and he looked up alarmed, but softened when he heard the laughter coming from beyond.

He got up and crossed the room to the door, but as he reached for the doorknob he finally realized what they were doing. He could hear one of them moaning and decided to make a prompt exit back to the table he was working at.

However, this time he quickly put music in to drown out their 'activity'. And that's when he remembered.

He looked up and saw Gabriel.

"Wow, they really are going at it." Gabriel noted to Sam who was trying to keep researching djinn.

He coughed and said,"Yeah, it's uh, it's pretty annoying."

"Yeah you're right, it's weird to hear them-" Gabriel started, snapping his fingers once and teleporting them to Sam and his bedroom.

"-especially since we could be doing it ourselves." He finished wiggling his eyebrows suggestively as he loomed over Sam on the bed.