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Holy Ground

Holy Ground

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A Supernatural Fan Fiction like all the rest. Takes place pre-show. --- Blood soaked the knife, up the blade and staining the handle. It was a fatal wound, tactically made to kill. Sam's fingers pressed the wound, the training he'd had meaning nothing. He was desperate, feeling the rhythm of her heart slowing, faltering, fluttering. Her eyes stated up at Sam's face, seeing the blood on his lips and the tears in his eyes. Her lips tugged themselves, ever so slowly, into a small smile. Dean held her hand in between both of his palms. For the first time since Mary died, he prayed. To every angel and God and force who would bother to listen. He couldn't take his eyes off her face, despite the hollowing cheeks and closing eyes and paling lips. His heart had left his chest, maybe sunk to his stomach. It wasn't like death in an old cowboy movie. Those had sweet music playing in the background and sunsets and the blood was redder. Sam's words were trapped in his throat. His cracked voice could hardly make a sound. "She's gone," he said firmly, just for Dean, punching the sounds out with his tongue. His brother was the strong one. The one who shot the gun first and asked questions later. Dean didn't cry and hug and worry. He certainly didn't need Sam to watch out for him. So why was Dean crying? Why did Dean look hopeless? And Sam realized he must look the exact same way. He watched his older brother lean down, hands around the corpse's fingers, and touch his lips to her cheek. His lips moved, forming words no one would ever hear, too quiet and too sweet for living ears. Then he shook his head and closed his eyes. This was the future. Death and blood, all because of the Winchesters. "Dean. She's dead."
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She stood before me with hair darker than it had been, eyes slightly clouded, almost distant. She smiled though. She always smiled. But there was something different. I could see it in the way she held herself. I could feel it around her like an aura. "Si...?" My voice died off, unbelieving that she was here, in front of me. "Been a while, huh, Dean-O?" She asked. I stride forward, all coherent thoughts dying as I quickly pulled her into my arms. She tensed for a moment, seeming taken aback as I hugged her close to me. Hesitantly, her arms snaked around my shoulders. I brought a hand up to cup the back of her head, shutting my eyes and taking a deep breath. Lavender and coconut....and whiskey? "I've missed you so much." I whispered. Saige pulled back then, shaking me off as if she didn't believe me. Then the door creaked open and a guy walked in. He was around my height, maybe an inch or two shorter. He had blond hair and dark eyes. "What are you doing here?" Saige asked, looking over at him. "Here to pick you up." He shrugged, a smirk forming on his face as he looked at me and placed an arm around her shoulder. "Nice to meet you. I'm Thomas." ____ One year after Sam sacrificed himself to stop the apocalypse, a year and a half after Saige died, and suddenly the two reappear, flipping Dean's world upside down and tilting it on its axis. He's pulled back into the hunting world now, unable to tell if he really wants to or not. Saige has had a horrible year. Her resurrection did not go as planned. She fell into bad places, into the hands of bad people. She was fighting for her life every day. She was being torn to pieces, she was tearing herself to pieces. Then when Dean is forced back into the hunting world, he is determined to fix what had happened to her but neither are sure it's possible. A/N: I do not own Supernatural, only Saige. All rights go to Eric Kripke and the CW

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