Supernatural Feelings

Passion

We came to a stop at the old Welch house and I felt my skin begin to tingle a heartbeat before my body felt like it turned to ice.

I shrieked loudly as the cold took over me, something was wrong but I had no idea what. It was hurting so bad. I heard Sam calling my name but it was fuzzy as if it was from far away.

'Don't worry, this won't last long. I wish you no harm,' a soft, female voice whispered inside my head.

Just as the voice had promised the freezing within my veins soon dulled to a little chill but I felt strange. I opened my eyes and blinked a few times, trying to get my bearings.

I was sitting with my back against the door of the Impala and Sam was leaning over me, his hands resting on my shoulders trying to steady me.

'Ri, are you OK? What happened?' he asked worriedly.

'I'm fine,' I replied, my voice sounding huskier than normal. Sam pounced forward, pulling me into his arms and burying his face into my neck.

'Thank god,' he breathed against my cool skin, 'I can't lose you now. Even if you hate me, which I would understand, I will always care about you.'

Something twisted inside my stomach, pulling me towards Sam, drawing me in. The sudden lust took over and I reached my arms around his neck, twisting my fingers in his hair.

'Sam,' I breathed, I needed him, now!

'Ri, what…. What are you doing?' Sam asked pulling is head back, looking at me strangely.

'I need you,' I said, leaning forward, trying to press myself up against Sam.

'Riot… I… I can't… Jess,' he whispered in feeble protest. His words might be saying no but I saw in his eyes he wanted me just like I wanted him. We both wanted what we had been denied by past events.

'Sam, just forget everything else. Sam, please, just kiss me,' I pleaded desperately.

That was all it took to break his control and get him to crush his lips to mine in urgency.

He pulled me onto his lap so I was straddling him and moved so he was sitting normally in his seat. I pulled back and grinned, removing my hands from his hair to press the button that sent the seat flying backwards so Sam was practically lying down. I leaned over him, our body's melding together as we reignited our kisses with even more passion before.

'No… I… Can't,' he gasped breathlessly each time we came up for air.

'Just forget her,' I said angrily. My sudden anger broke through Sam's lust and he sat up causing me to fall with my back against the dash.

'You aren't Riot,' he said, 'and now it's time for you to go home and let her go.' He slammed his foot down on the accelerator and drove us through the wall of the old house.

I felt the ice rush through my veins once more and then nothing. The passion that had controlled me only moments before vanished with the cold and left me feeling empty and numb.

'Ri, you ok?' Sam asked warily.

'Yeah,' I replied keeping my eyes closed, refusing to face the reality of what had just happened.

'She possessed you didn't she?' he asked putting a comforting hand on my cheek.

'I… I think so,' I replied.

'Do you remember what happened at all?' he asked his voice hopeful. I assumed he was hoping that I wouldn't remember anything, so that was what I told him.

'Nothing, just a cold feeling and everything going back,' I lied but his body relaxed a little though there was something in those beautiful, familiar eyes that made me wonder if he had maybe, just maybe hoped that I did remember.