My Essential Spn Ship Checklists, part 2
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Sam’s Fear (part 5)
Dean was reluctant at first. It took Rowena quite a while to convince him
she meant no harm. That she truly wanted to help Sam, and she needed him close
to her to help him get through the curse he was put under. He really didn’t
want to let Sam go, he wanted him right by him, to help him through this. But
somehow Rowena convinced him.What she didn’t tell Dean, of course, was that she was lying.
She knew that Sam wasn’t in fact, cursed. It was much worse than that.
Rowena knew Dean wouldn’t understand the truth. He wouldn’t be able to let Sam
go if he knew. So she did what she knew would work. Sometimes lies have to be
told, she thought.***
“Rowena, where are we going?” Sam was confused. He didn’t know why he
was leaving the bunker with Rowena, and why Dean wasn’t coming with them. They
walked out the bunker door, with Dean watching until they had passed through
the bunker door.“It’s alright dearie, I’ll explain everything soon, I promise.” Rowena
patted his arm.They walked together to the road and got into a waiting taxi. Sam knew
something was wrong, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. Something
was confusing him. He couldn’t keep his thoughts straight. Rowena watched him
the entire ride back to her hotel, waiting to see what Sam might do next.
But nothing surfaced. Sam was mostly quiet during the short ride,
staring out the window, but his mind was thinking hard.“Rowena, what’s going on?” he asked quietly. Rowena sighed and touched
Sam’s cheek, turning it towards her. She knew he needed patience. And calm
words.“Samuel, do you remember working with me? Practicing magic?”
Sam smiled, his eyes now staring at Rowena. “of course I do.”
“Do you remember when you started feeling the fear?”
Sam’s eyes went dark, his smile fading. “Yes, I remember that too.”
“Samuel, do you remember how that happened?” Sam turned away from
Rowena to look out the window at the passing traffic.“No,” was his short, pained reply.
“It’s ok, you know. That’s why we’re leaving. So I can help
you.” Sam nodded, but did not verbally respond.“Alright dearie, just trust me, ok? I’ll explain the lot as soon as we
get back to my hotel, ok?” Sam nodded again, resting his head on the cool
glass, staring out into the city.Rowena’s brow crinkled. This is how it started the first time, with Sam
becoming distant. But soon they arrived at the hotel, and Rowena was able to get
Sam inside without difficulty.It was inside when the trouble began.
Rowena sat him down on the bed and began explaining the situation to Sam. “I
still don’t know what happened, Samuel, but somehow you unleashed this upon
yourself – accidentally, of course.”Sam frowned and nodded. “ok, “ he answered. He was looking past Rowena when
he spoke to her. He started breathing heavily and his arms wrapped around
himself, shaking.“Samuel, are you doing alright?” Rowena bent forward to look into his eyes.
He was not alright. Rowena knew if
she didn’t find a counter spell soon, Sam’s situation would likely turn
permanent. She knew the lie she told Dean about the hex bag would become
unraveled soon, and Dean would never trust her again. She needed to fix this
before the truth was revealed. She cast one more spell and watched as Sam
froze, eyes staring at nothing.She was running out of time.
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Sam’s Fear (part 4)
“Samuel, stop!” Rowena managed to pull back on Sam’s
arm and he turned to look at her, his smile fading. She chanted a few words and
Sam blinked. He seemed to come out of a haze. He shook his head and noticed his
brother lying face down on the floor.“Dean!”
Dean was not moving. Sam knelt down beside him and
gently turned him over. He sighed with relief when he saw his brother was
breathing.“Rowena, what happened? What’s wrong with Dean?” His
brows were furrowed in concern. He tried gently shaking him.“You don’t remember?” Rowena asked cautiously. She
didn’t seem fazed by the fact that Dean was lying unresponsive in front of her.“No, I…actually, I don’t even remember how I got here. Wait. How did you get here?” Sam sat down again,
putting his head in his hands, not moving from his brother’s side. “I’m so
confused. I don’t feel well. I don’t…” He looked over at Dean, who was still
unconscious on the floor. He started to panic. Rowena reached over and put her
hand on his back, rubbing it softly.“Samuel, you’ve been through a lot. You –“ but before she could continue, Dean
stirred on the floor. Sam looked up quickly and moved closer to his brother,
reaching out to help him up.“Dean, are you ok? What’s going on? What happened?”
But Dean just looked at Sam. He got up slowly, hesitating on his knees as he
struggled to get his balance back. He didn’t reach out to him, didn’t speak to
him. In fact, he backed up.“Dean?” Sam’s voice was almost a whisper. He didn’t understand
why his brother would do this.But Dean turned to Rowena instead.
“Rowena, what the hell! What did he do to me? What’s
actually happening here?” He stood up all the way and took another step back. He
rubbed the back of his head, still recovering from whatever spell Sam cast on
him.Sam was sitting on the floor. He looked from Dean to
Rowena, his eyes scrunched with worry. He was very confused.Rowena stood up, straightening her dress as she stood.
She patted Sam on the head as she stepped away from him, reassuring him.“I don’t rightly know Dean. That hex bag may have some
residual effects, as you can see. I don’t even know what kind of a spell he hit
you with, to be honest. May I?” She reached out to Dean, wanting to touch him.
She raised her eyebrows and waited for his approval.He hesitated for a moment, but decided she really did
just want to help. Something was going on between his brother and this witch.
He didn’t like it, but he was willing to see what she could do to help.Dean slowly nodded.
Rowena touched Dean on his arm, closing her eyes.
“Oh my.”
“Oh my what?” asked Dean, annoyed. He looked at Sam,
who was still sitting on the floor, looking even more confused than ever. He
hadn’t said a word since Dean backed away from him.“Just a minute, dearie.” She took her hands off of
Dean and moved over to Sam, who just looked at her with sad eyes. Rowena gently
placed her fingertips on Sam’s neck. He flinched slightly when she touched him.
Dean noticed, but didn’t say anything. She took a deep breath and turned back
to Dean, dropping her hands by her sides.“Dean, I’m going to need to take him away for a while.
He’s capable of…well, quite a bit more than I expected. And the hex bag? Even
though I destroyed it, Sam’s likely going to deal with some serious issues for a while.”“Issues? What issues? What do you mean, take him away?”
Dean’s voice rose in anger, but he didn’t move towards Rowena.“Dean, I’m afraid Sam’s been cursed.”
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Sam’s Fear (part 3)
“Who did this
to him. And why?”“I don’t know.”
She sighed and looked up at Dean. He could see a flash of anger in her
eyes. Her voice became low and she spoke slowly,“But I’m going
to find out.”
Dean was quite taken aback at Rowena’s sudden interest in Sam.
“I’m going to find out who did this to Samuel, and let me tell you, there’ll
be hell to pay!” Rowena sneered.Dean shifted on his feet uncomfortably. He felt awkward standing there,
while his brother was curled in a ball on the floor, being comforted by – well,
by her.“Listen, Rowena, I’m grateful for your help, and I’m eager to get the son of
a bitch, too…but why do you care so much? We haven’t exactly been nice to
you.”Rowena let out a short laugh.
“Maybe you haven’t dearie, but Samuel has been more than gracious to
me.” She continued stroking Sam’s hair, watching his slow, relaxed
breathing.Dean was confused.
“I’m not sure I understand. Sam’s been spending time with you?” He put his
hands on his hips, unsure what he was supposed to be doing with them.“Oh yes, I’m afraid he’s seen me more than you realize. He’s been
learning magic from me. For
quite some time now, actually.” Rowena smiled up at Dean, waiting for his
reaction.Dean’s eyes widened. “He’s what?” He took his arms from his hips and
crossed them defensively, taking a step back. He couldn’t believe it. Sam never
told him this. Rowena chose to ignore Dean’s question, turning her attention
back to Sam.“There are a few witches who aren’t too keen on me teaching the likes of Sam
Winchester. I’m sure they’ll probably try to stop me again, but now we’ll
be prepared. I’ve got a protection spell that will work wonders when
he…”“No, Rowena, don’t put him under a spell!” interrupted Dean, trying to grab
for his brother, but he was easily shoved aside with a wave of her hand. Rowena
rolled her eyes and sighed heavily. “Listen here, Dean-o, I’m not putting
him ‘under a spell’,” Rowena put her fingers up, making air quotes as she
spoke. Dean caught his balance and leaned against the nearby table. Rowena
clearly did not want to be messed with.“I’m casting a protective spell around him so he can’t be harmed.” She
tried not to be annoyed with Dean as she explained what she needed to do. “I’m
also protecting him from what he might be capable of doing to others. This hex
bag has stirred up some deep, terrifying emotions.”Reluctantly, Dean nodded and let Rowena cast the spell. She chanted a few
words Dean did not understand, and touched Sam’s forehead. Dean waited, not
realizing he was holding his breath until he felt his lungs burning.Moments later, Sam groaned and stirred under Rowena’s touch.
“Samuel, dearie, you alright then?”
Rowena tucked his hair behind his ear as her turned to look at her. “Hey Ro –
what happened?” Sam’s voice was nearly a whisper.“Hex bag, dearie. So sorry I didn’t get to you sooner. But you’re ok
now, aren’tcha?” Sam nodded and slowly sat up as Rowena released him from
her embrace.“I think so. I mean, I feel fine, just a little sluggish, is all.”
“That’ll wear off once the protection spell takes hold.” Rowena patted
his cheek and Sam smiled back at her.“A protection spell?” He asked, not looking away from her.
But Dean would not be denied attention any longer. He needed to look into
Sam’s eyes and speak to him directly. Sam almost didn’t even seem to know Dean
was in the room. He knelt down on the other side of Sam and nudged him with his
elbow.“I’m really glad you’re ok, Sam…but…magic?”
Sam was immediately defensive and his smile darkened into a deep frown as he
turned to look at his brother for the first time.“Magic makes me feel powerful, Dean.” said Sam, calmly.
“Demon blood made you feel powerful, too, Sammy.” Dean wasn’t sure if he was
supposed to be angry or worried.“Oh my g– are you serious? This is different!” Sam started to raise his
voice. Rowena cautiously put a hand on Sam’s arm.“How is this different?” Dean asked, incredulously, sitting back on his
heels.“Well, I’m not drinking demon blood, for starters!” Sam’s voice was
now a yell. He scooted away from Dean, moving closer to Rowena.“Yeah, well…but…Sam, Rowena?” He held his hand up, waving in her direction.
Sam shrugged his shoulders, lowering his voice at the sound of her name.“I dunno Dean, I kinda like her.”
“You LIKE her?”
Sam snorted. “Yeah Dean, I do. She’s helped me embrace
and increase my dormant powers. And I don’t need demon blood to do it, either.”“And you think this is a good idea?” Dean was finding
this entire conversation hard to believe.“Yes Dean, I do.” Sam’s voice was now unrecognizable.
Dean could almost feel the anger radiating off of his brother’s skin. There was
an awkward silence for a few seconds, each brother staring the other one down.Rowena suddenly leaned forward, interrupting the
silence, her hand still on Sam’s arm.“Dean, must you rile him up now? You saw what he just
went through, let him be for now. Let me help him, you two can argue later.”Dean clenched his teeth and growled, “Fine.”
But as Dean stood and turned his back to the two still
sitting on the floor, Sam suddenly raised his hand, his eyes glowing a
silvery-purple color. Rowena instantly saw what was about to happen and she
cried out, “Samuel, no!” She pulled back on his arm.But it was too late. The wave of magic that flew from
Sam’s fingers hit his brother square in the back, and Dean dropped to the floor
instantly.Sam smiled.
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Sam’s Problem (part 10)
Here it is folks. The penultimate chapter. We’re almost done. 🙂
Summary: Sam’s got a problem he’s not talking about. He’s shut out
both Cas and Dean, and is trying to solve it on his own. The trouble is, he’s
in way over his head. If he’s not careful, his whole life – and the life of his
brother – is going to be turned upside down. Will he be able to fix it before
someone gets seriously hurt? Or worse?Warnings: Quick transitions, multiple POVs, hurt!sam
Ships: None in this story
Notes: For this story, Cas still has teleportation and other
angel-related capabilities.This part is told in small chunks, as several people are
involved, and it is being told from their point of view. This is all meant to
happen very quickly, hence the quick transitions.
Dean kicked the
door open, gun ready. But standing directly in front of him was someone who was
clearly expecting him. Dean had no time to react. He knew the pain he felt down
to his core was a spell. Everything went black.* * * * *
Cas was waiting outside, on the roof.
He was going to transport Sam back while Rowena and Dean drove. He had to be
sure he got Sam out of there and back to the bunker as soon as possible. He waited,
unsure of the exact time to go, as Sam was still warded. He couldn’t sense Sam
at all. He needed Rowena to remove the warding so he could grab Sam and go. He
waited…and waited. It was getting cold.* * * * *
Rowena
waited outside the door behind Dean. He was going to kick it in and remove any
obstacles in the way so she could find Samuel and remove the warding. But the
moment he kicked the door open, she felt the presence of another witch. She
tried to grab Dean before he jumped into the room, but she was too late. The
door swung closed and she knew the whole plan was ruined. She had to figure out
a solution, and fast.* * * * *
Sam cringed as he
remained chained to the table. His anxiety level was increasing. He could feel
the blood rushing in his ears. His shoulder was still in pain from the
injection. He was pretty sure whatever it was the man injected him with was something
to induce panic. It was working.“No more games Sam.
You will help me.”“No.”
“Listen. It’s not up to you. You’re going to give your
powers over to us, or the consequences will be more than you can imagine.”“You already have me, how much worse can it get. I’m not afraid
of torture.” Sam tried to keep the fact that he was in pain hidden. The man
scoffed.“We’re gonna take those powers of yours, somehow. If it
means keeping you here and forcing you to do our will, so be it. But then you’ll
be here for the rest of your life.”“You forgot about my brother.” Sam smirked. He knew Dean was
already looking for him. Despite his increasing fear, he knew his brother would
get there soon.“Oh, we haven’t forgotten Dean. We’re expecting him any
moment. Him and his foolish friends.” His words sent a shiver down Sam’s spine.The man paused and looked up at the ceiling.
“Actually, they’re here now. Excuse me while I go greet our
guests. I’d like to be there to welcome them at the door.”Sam lost it.
“NO!! DEAN! NO!” He struggled
with all his might, but it was no use. Sam knew by now the chains were held in
place with magic. Only magic could remove them.* * * * *
Rowena returned
to the Impala and grabbed her bag. She was going to have to improvise.“Damn you Dean Winchester and your impulsive behavior!” She
rummaged through the materials until she found what she was looking for.“It’s rudimentary, but it will have to do.” She pulled out a
small vile of powder and sprinkled some onto her hand. Chanting in a language
neither Winchester would understand, she blew the dust into the air, towards
the roof of the building.She only hoped Cas would get close enough to Sam to help.
This spell had a knack for being…inaccurate. She held her breath and waited.* * * * *
Cas sensed Rowena’s magic. Sam’s
warding didn’t quite disappear, but he felt a pull toward the younger
Winchester. A pull he couldn’t resist. Without warning, he was transported to
Sam’s location. The transport left him dizzy. He had never traveled by witch
powder before. He landed on the ground of a room that was made of stone. He was
disoriented, but he stood quickly, and across the room, about 30 yards away, he saw Sam chained to a
table. Just then, a man walked into the room, directly behind Sam. Cas reached out towards Sam and –* * * * *
Sam only had to
wait a few moments before the man returned. He still had never seen his face.
The man made sure to stay well behind Sam’s head, out of his peripheral vision.And then something happened that neither man was
expecting. Sam’s panic had turned into anger.
He felt it building up inside him when the man went to get Dean.“NOOO!!” Sam screamed at the top of his lungs. The table that Sam had been chained to
lurched forward, until he was in somewhat of a standing positing, the table
resting on the ground at a slight angle. The man gasped.“I knew it!”
Anger and rage
built up like never before and Sam felt a surge of energy. He pulled his wrists
free and swung quickly to his right. He hit his captor square in the face,
knocking him to the ground. The man fell motionless to the cold floor. He reached down and simply pulled the chains free
from around his ankles. He stood, teeth clenched, sweat dripping from his
forehead, bare feet hitting the cold stone floor. He was breathing heavily. But
Sam’s focus was only on one thing.Dean.
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Fic: honesty among thieves, 13.12 coda
Tl;dr Season 13 is making me positively prolific.
When Dean said, “How about honestly,” Sam had opened his mouth and started, and found he couldn’t finish. There’s so much that’s been left unsaid, years and years, that when he finally tried, the words got caught somewhere.
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