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cat_sdgirl) wrote2010-04-11 03:04 am
Chances (1/?)
Title: Chances
Paring: Sam/Dean
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Not much for this chapter, only that this is an AU so they're not brothers here.
Disclaimer: Supernatural belongs to Kripke and the CW
Spoilers: A little of Season 1, but not any specific episode.
Summary: With two years at learning everything he could about the supernatural world, Sam Black thinks he’s ready to fight the monster that killed his parents. But how is he going to find the damn thing? Is he really ready to enter a world that is so different and scary? Maybe he is not as alone as he thought he was.
A/N: First I want to thank the amazing
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baboomstick for being my beta for this story, without her I probably wouldn't write anything so thank you so much Crystal for everything :) And for that I want to dedicate the all story to you sweetie! *big kiss*This is my first try at writing fanfiction, so please tell me what you think :)
“The world is not so scary when the day comes and hope shines where you thought there is only dark.”
---Sam woke up with a pale light beating on his eyes. He opened them and saw it was morning already - 8 a.m. more precisely - and for the first time in a long time a true smile appeared in Sam’s face. Today he woke up feeling rested and somehow lighter, maybe because last night was the first one he passed without a nightmare. Damn, he almost forgot the feeling of an 8 hours sleep. Today was going to be a great day!
But Sam’s daydreaming was interrupted by his cell ringing, the sound made him jump from the bed and he picked up the phone and read ‘Becky’ on the screen.
‘Oh no’ he thought, ‘I told her I wasn’t going to the damn party! Maybe if I scream, she’ll understand’.
He knew he has to answer or she will never leave him alone. ‘Damn it! And I was thinking that today was a good day.’
He put the phone in his ear and heard the higher voice in the planet, “SAM WAKE UP!!!”
‘Fuck, there is my willingness running away’, “I’m awake Becky thanks, what do you want?”.
“Great! Did you think about the invitation already? You know I won’t leave you alone until you say yes…”. Now Sam was counting to ten and trying to calm himself, ‘Sometimes I really hate when I’m right’.
“How many times do I have to tell that I don’t want to go? Damn it Becky, you know I’m not a party kind of guy. Please just drop it already!”
Sam was actually praying for her to accept it, but deep down he knew she wasn’t going to give up. He didn’t understand why she was like that, Jesus she was a strange person. He knew she liked him somehow, he wasn’t an idiot, but that is the problem, Sam wasn’t a social person, he never go out with friends, parties were completely out of the question and he never talks more than it’s necessary. He really can’t see why she was still after him, but he wasn’t going to stop to think about that, he had other things much more important.
“SAM, DON’T IGNORE ME! DAMN IT!” Shit! He totally forgot she was still on the phone.
“Sorry Becky, I’m here. And please don’t scream ok?” God, he was seeing a headache coming.
“Okay, okay, stop bitching. So, you’re going? Please?”
Really? What could he do? Only one thing and he knew it was the awful one. “Ok Becky, I’ll go. But just for a little okay? You know I don’t like crowds.”
“Fine by me. Thank you Sam, I would hug right now if you were here! See you in class.” With that she hung up.
“Bye. Okay, admit it Sam you are so in trouble, you don’t know how to behave in a room full of people. What are you going to do?”
“And now you’re officially insane, talking to yourself is not healthy.”
He took a deep breath. The time was passing and he was getting late for college. He starts moving fast trying to do one hour things in ten minutes and finally he was out of the house.
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“Do I really have to go? I was going to take a few days out of the job.” Dean was pissed, simple as that. His father is always like this, like he wasn’t his father but his boss, and that annoys Dean like hell.
“Yes Dean. I told you this already, and you are going. That’s an order.” Shit, now he was fuming but shut up anyway. After all, it was a case, and people were dying so he knew he had to go nevertheless.
“Fine! Where am I going again?” He was lying on the motel room bed with his phone to his ear. He finished a vampire job in Oregon and he was so tired, but there’s no vacation for him, so lucky!
“Stanford, Montana. There’s something bad in that town. And you’re going.” John Winchester could be so sweet sometimes.
“I already said I will. I’ll go tomorrow morning, but now I’m sleeping. Bye dad!”
“Yeah okay, give me a word when you get there. Bye son.” And the phone went dead.
God, he really needs to sleep. And tomorrow he is going to a town full of snow. ‘Super, just what I needed to cheer me up’.
He fell asleep in record time, with his clothes still on.
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The day was actually beautiful, the sky didn’t have one single cloud and it was making the snow that fell last night shine like diamonds. Sam smiled again and completely forgot the Becky incident. Two years after that horrible accident he feels he’s a little close to being a human once more, like he can breathe more easily. After all, the world is less scary when the day comes, and for the most part Sam was right to think like that, he knew that what people see is not everything that exists.
Unfortunately, the things unseen weren’t very nice; the truth was that they were horrible period. And Sam was trying so hard to live with that knowledge and at the same time pretend he doesn’t know anything when he is with other people, but sometimes he just gets tired and shut his friends out, because he doesn’t like to lie and now he has to all the time. So he feels better alone.
But today was a good day, so Sam pushed these toughs of his mind and start walking to school, the air outside felt nice around him so he didn’t use the car to go. And with the watering smell surrounding his senses he tough that maybe the party wasn’t a bad idea after all, he could try to stay with other people without freak out like a lunatic. It could help him, he knows what people think of him, that he is crazy and he knows why.
At that time Sam didn’t know what he knows now so he thought he was doing the right thing, but he was wrong. It just makes the police guy look at him with pity and he said something about post traumatic stress. Right, like he didn’t know what he saw, he knows he’s not crazy and now he has evidences to prove his theory: the supernatural world exists. He frowned, it sounds so stupid but it was the truth, so Sam tried to digest this scary information and started some research about everything he could find. He knows about ghosts, demons, vampires, werewolves and other things and how to kill them, the only thing that’s still missing in his learning is how to manage a real weapon. The truth was he didn’t like guns and knives much, but if that was the necessary then Sam would do it, for the peace of mind of his mom and dad.
Sam continues to walk and he was still thinking about his parents: they were the most amazing people in the world; funny, happy, nice and they always took care of Sam.
His mom, Michelle, worked in the primary school of the town, she was so good with kids, she was always making them smile and he used to watch her classes when he had time. Sam laughed when he remembered how his mother treated him like he was a baby, who could break only with the wind.
That used to annoy him, but now he really misses it. And somehow he can hear his mother’s voice saying “My Sammy” over and over again. A tear felt from Sam’s eye and he closed them in concentration and tried to listen closer, like she was there with him again. He misses her so much it hurts and his father too.
Tristan was a great man and an awesome father. He used to be a mechanic; he loved cars a lot, like he said more than once “Cars are my second passion, after my Michelle and Sammy.” With that Sam had to smile, his dad was so cute and sweet. His parents were so right for each other and sometimes Sam wishes to find someone like that for him, but he knows it’s impossible so he just put that tough behind his mind.
And with all the space out he was in front of the college doors without realize it, ‘Come one Sam, you love History, so it’s not so bad to go in there’.
With a little smile, he starts a new day like any other.
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*TONS OF KISSES*
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The second part is almost done and you know you'll be the first to read it :D
Love you hun *kisses and hugs*
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:)
I was really scared to post this because my language is not english, but I'm loving the experience.
It'll be more really soon!
*big kiss*
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and can't wait for ,ore it look good..
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I'm so glad you liked it, and I posted the second chapter already :p
*big hug*
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