Supernatural fanfiction sam pale. Disclaimer: See first chapter.

Supernatural fanfiction sam pale Within Temptation. AU. " He nodded and picked her up. Castiel really didn't like this, being strapped down, unable to move, but he also knew that any shift could further his injury. Sam's thighs used to be toned, and deeply tanned, but now they were pale with many red lines cris-crossing over them. Note: It's been a while since I've posted anything. Cas was looking at least as pale as Sam. Dean and Sam had been hunting a Raw Head for the past couple of days; a couple of children had gone missing and after interviewing most of the little town they had located the missing children to be in this old abandoned houses' basement, and also, the location of the Raw Head. "Go brush your teeth. So close. Sam's rapid pace became frantic when he uncovered a shoulder and realized he was close. to break free from the thoughts in my mind. " Dean opened his door. "Sorry Sport, but you need your rest also," John stated, reaching out to muss the teen's too long chestnut colored hair. "It makes absolutely no sense. 5+1 times Dean Winchester was a father. Hell, this thing was one ugly grandmother. Apr 13, 2018 · So yeah, angst. Demons Within. 06 – Hurt Sam / Guilty Big Brother Dean – "I just don't want to fight about this anymore. Have to make it right. Apr 15, 2019 · "You're okay, buddy, you're okay, it's over," Dean said, his face pale and tight. I do not own anything from Supernatural or the song. Pausing Lucifer looks at Jack then he steps back After Dean is fed up by keeping it a secret he tells Sam only to find out he already knew. Sam shook his head weakly against his shoulder and whispered, "Dean. " Before Sam could think of anything to say, Jamie stomped down from upstairs. Don't you even try it yet. "Dude, what – ""Ha!" Sam exclaims, popping open the glove compartment and retrieving an abandoned, month-old Snickers bar from its depths. "So what room are we in?" Nov 5, 2012 · AU Tag to 8. Tipping Sam forward into him, Sam's head heavy on his shoulder Dean stepped back as John pulled open the back door and together they wordlessly maneuvered Sam inside onto the backseat. No money's being made from this. Follow/Fav Dancing with the Demons in Pale Moonlight. Sam was all the way back onto the path before he felt the iciness in his John queried anxiously as the doctor pulled the sterile gloves off his hand and tossed them into the trash after examining Sam. We performed surgery to find and repair the internal bleeding. Sam catched him and held him upright. " Dean released his brother's hand and sat back, looking at their father. Sam looked exhausted and almost sickly and pale, like when he had first started the trials. Rated for dark themes. Sam felt consciousness pull at him, but not before Lucifer managed to add in, "It's a good deal, Sam. May 7, 2013 · Missing Scene for 8x21 – Sick, Feverish Sam / Worried, Big Brother Dean – Sam had followed through with their plan and had managed to call Dean before dropping like a rock. , OC - Chapters Sam looked down as part of his shirt sleeve revealed his pale skin and he suddenly knew why he was so sick. He always has. Please keep in mind I've only watched the first two seasons of Supernatural and relied on wiki for more canon knowledge, so some things might still be off. Sam is unresponsive, pale, with purple-tinged lips, and a lipstick smear on his neck. "We better hurry up" he murmured more to himself that Dean. " Dean witnessed Sam pale past ashen to plain ghostly. Clowns! Hundreds of clowns. Nothing except sit and Sam's head was now resting in the crook of Dean's neck, long pale arms were draping over his big brother's shoulder, embracing him like a human necklace. " Sam argued, attempting and failing to stand to prove it. Sam was dead after all, which is kind of something that would throw any good big brother for a loop. "That's right, back down to earth now. " He spoke softly. " Dean shrugs, and grabs a beer of his own. " Dean thinks back on the sight of the girl lying dead in the bedroom. Sam gave Ronny's shoulder a squeeze before turning to the door, he stopped, his foot on the threshold. Now it's a race against time for Dean to get to Sam in time before it's too late! Hurt Sam. REVIEW, CHUMMIES! I LUV YOU, THIS IS MY FIRST SUPERNATURAL FIC, SO BE REAL NICE, k? MUAH Sam asked hopefully as he turned dewy pleading eyes towards his father. His face was pale, hair slick with sweat. Dean ordered him to, "Breathe," in a soft, relaxed tone. It was one ugly mother. - Rating: TV-14 - Pairing: Brotherly love (only): Dean/Sam. Unshed tears rested heavily upon his eyelashes. "H-hurs' D'n," Sam whispered and his eyes widened. "Ha!" Jack laughed, "Got you even when the other Guardians couldn't and I wasn't even a Guardian yet. They were scooted right next to each other, with Dean's arm wrapped tightly around Sam's shoulders and Sam's hand gripping Dean's shirt in a death grip. Aside from a car I don't even drive, I own nothing. _ Previously: "Night boys", John called out as he stripped out of his jeans and climbed into bed himself. But rather than burden his brother, Sam hides the injuries he received at the hands of Crowley's demons and the aftereffects. Sam and Dean then took off their belts and used them to buckle Castiel to the board. I disclaim all. " Dean groans slightly as Sam hoists him to his feet and sways marginally. Sam couldn't cry out for lack of air. " Bobby instructed. Just borrowing! Pale. When Sam was seven years old he woke up screaming in the motel bed, sweat soaked and writhing in his sheets. " John voiced apprehensively as he reached out a hand and brushed it over Sam's chestnut colored hair. "Oh, no. " It was the last thing Dean would remember Sam saying before it happened; before a truck ignored a stop sign and raced through the intersection, slamming into the passenger side of the Impala. Sam makes the walk back to his room with Dean gripping his elbow. Disclaimer: See first chapter. Dean slid into the driver's seat, leaned over to look out and up at Sam through the other door. "You're my little brother. Dean sighed agitatedly and hoisted Sam to his feet again. Sam isn't listening, he's sitting upright with his nose lifted in the air, nostrils flared as he sniffs around the dashboard. A Whiter Shade of Pale Ch. Sam kept digging with his hands, the dirt cold and wet, but each handful he pulled aside revealed more and more of his brother's prone form. The blood continued to flow, staining Sam's pale face with bright crimson. He quickly looked at Sam. Sam hastily got out of the tub, splashing water everywhere. And there will be Sam whump too. With his other hand, he delivered a quick cuff to Sam's cheek, and then another. Aah! JACK. " Dean mumbled, carefully cupped Sam's cheek with one hand and let the other one push back Sam's bangs to feel his forehead. "What did Bobby call about?" he asked, distracted. Prostitute!Addict!Castiel, Cop!Dean, Lawyer!Sam. "I cant be positive until I do some further testing, but I think Sam has developed an Intra-abdominal abscess," Dr. Sam's eyelids quivered. A Supernatural Fanfic. " Dean reached out and put a hand on Sam's shoulder. Follow/Fav pale country. "Sammy, close your eyes. If they were infected, they would cause pain for longer, and take the pain away from inside. A fist connected with his jaw, and Sam tumbled backwards. Sam could feel the eyes of the other patients on him as he walked out into the waiting room, some looked bitter that his brother got to go before them, some looked worried over his fallen family member and others just didn't seen to care; either way the walk through the waiting room was filled with an awkward silence. " "You should have ordered a burger," Dean replied, "They're really good Dean had noticed Sam was pale and rubbing his temples, so he had climbed into the backseat to try and massage some of the tension out of the younger boys neck. "She was in a nightgown and had long blond hair…and there was blood and fire…" Sam's voice trailed out as he tried to bury his head in his hands but John wouldn't let him. Sam looked so tiny, so pale and vulnerable. He had to keep his brother awake. The man's long, tentacle-like arms were wrapped around the younger Winchester like a constrictor, squeezing him until his face turned from deep scarlet to a deathly blue. Brad Spencer informed John as he placed his hand on Sam's stomach to check for abdominal distention. "Sammy. 7 hours ago · Sam passed him the towel, eyes wide with worry as he wrapped her up in them. Previously: "Try not to worry. " Sam was as pale as the moon above them and soaked with perspiration. Neither of them saw the small area of dark red fog that was hovering near the ground between Dean and Sam, or noticed as Sam stepped directly through it. Sam had a ruptured spleen, which had to be removed as it was too damaged to repair. Author's Note: Please remember that I have no medical knowledge whatsoever and my medical information comes from searching Google. Dean's left palm buried into Sam's thick wavy hair and his other hand was supporting the younger man's back. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz "Sam-" the name stuck on Dean's lips as he saw his brother naked, bound and bleeding on the bed. " Sam sighs "Hey. Something was happening inside the compartment. Title: Stab in the Dark Author: Disasteriffic Kaz. "No, but let's get out of here," Sam said loudly, stepping forward. Set late Season 3. Sam was at the Impala's door, shoving his stuff into his satchel. " Sam stopped, staring at him, expression hidden by the dim light. "Jesus!" John practically threw the map down as he swiveled around in his seat and literally climbed into the back, just barely avoiding kicking Dean in the head as he went. Sam grimaces and grunts in pain. Never knew it smelled like that. He really had to take this time to get better, because Sam will need him a lot. " This time, Sam obliged. " Sam forced himself to look up, prying his right eye open through blood and sweat. "You feeling alright, Sam? You look a little pale," Dean observed, pointing at his sibling with a French fry. Yanking the backpack from Sam's shoulders, Dean shouted his name before easing him to the ground. By: DirigibleBoyKing. "I don't think he's really awake yet, Dean," Bobby nodded at Sam's face. Dean Winchester is more of a father. 14. John pushed himself into a seated position, coughed up some more water and tried to get a better look at his son. "But you gotta stay with me. "Come on Nov 21, 2016 · He was happy to see him standing, but all his optimism died as quickly as it was born; Dean instantly went ghostly shade of pale and collapsed to the ground. Summary: Pre-series. 18. He froze, the door closing shut behind him, a gun drawn from his coat a heart-beat Sam took in a full, deep breath as the pain creeped away, like darkness disappearing before the sun. And that was all it took before Sam once again began to cry. BecauseI'm your son. Oct 11, 2018 · TV Shows Supernatural. "Drive, Dean. "Sammy, Sammy I paused to steady myself at the sight. We reinflated it but he remains on the ventilator. Disclaimer: See first chapter Previously: Nodding at John, the doctor silently made his way out of the room to give the small family some time alone together before the tests had to be done to see if Sam did indeed have an Intra-abdominal abscess. Dad had been pretty emphatic that Sam sleep in his own bed. Sam couldn't help the defiant glare that he shot back at the vamp. "My name's Mary. Dean. Disclaimer: See first chapter Author's Note: Please remember that I have no medical knowledge whatsoever and any medical information comes from searching Google. Sam and psych-wards didn't fit well together. Teenchesters! Sam is severely injured while Dean is out on a date. "Whoahang on. He would call Dean asked, looking back at Sam over his shoulder. " Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize. A cursed mirror traps Dean's soul behind its glass, while his body is hijacked by a spirit. "Dean" Sam repeated. Sam stood over Madison's body, rigid and stiff, his loaded gun still pointed at her chest. I assure you, Sam will start showing signs of waking soon. " Some of the blue tinge was leaving Sam's face, being replaced by pale but normal color. It's when Sam is standing there over the sink and what follows next. "How are you feeling?" Sam asked, leaning heavily on the doorframe after Castiel leaves the room to give the brothers privacy. "Come on, buddy. He had a pilliow superglued to his cheek! "What the hell is this!" Sam bellowed jumping his feet and tugging at the pilliow with all his Inspired by the Ed Sheeran song: A team. "Sam, behind you!" Sam turned around and tried to back up but before he could back up, he saw Edmund swipe at his chest with clawed hands. Sam decided against making new cuts on his arms, as he had to walk out in the room without his clothes on, so he looked down at his thighs. " "But he could have said no," Sam said. But his face was smooth, and when his fingers twitched, it seemed to be in normal dreaming. Much to Sam's surprise, the demon agrees and Dean is freed from his contract. He doesn't know what to do with it; he rolls it into a ball and shoves it into the back of the car between an ammo case and a bottle of holy water, but it bothers him each time he opens the trunk, so after a couple of days he pulls it back out and buries it at the bottom of his duffle, beneath the very battered copy of "Catch-22" that he's been Dean pulled Sam away; finally breaking John's grip on him. "Goddamit, Sam, stop messing around and take Tigger out!" Dean said, still chipping away at the ice. "D'n?" Sam is 17 Dean is 21. Sam's face was pale and strained, his eyes too large in his face, as he pulled his gaze from the ceiling and looked at John. Sam frowned into the pillows and attempted to push himself off from the couch. The mildewed curtains whipped about from the force of the ancient heater, but there was a stale chill in the room, which refused to go away. "Since you wouldn't," and he abruptly pushed himself to his feet, towering over Dean and Cas, glaring down at both of them. 3 days ago · Sam drew a sharp breath, his memory of this situation failing him. Mary smiled and she extended a hand. Oh, Sam, He thought sympathetically. Before Sam was even half way sitting, another violent coughing fit wracked his weak frame. Sam shrugged, "I'm okay, just don't feel like eating a mushy salad right now. Dean doesn't find out until much later, when the injury has already worsened in some way. Dean fell back against the wall, panting, dizzy. 6. " Sam buried his face in his brother's chest. "I hunted and became a worse version of Dad. " But any other little boy didn't have Dean for a big brother, and looking at Sam's face, pale, framed with chestnut curls, Dean just couldn't find it in him to say no. The title and lyrics are by Within Temptation. While it's true I'm a tremedously slow writer for big stuff, I've spent months in a dry spell. "I think he's coming around," Gavin said with baited breath. "Come on, Sammy!" he murmured happily. Previously: "Damn it, this kid definitely has an abdominal or intestinal perforation,' he swore upon feeling the board like rigidity of Sam's stomach He was watching Sam just as carefully as Dean was. Sam tried to breathe, in and out, nice and slow, like in gym class that one time with the crazy yoga subsitute teacher. 5. Sam browsed the aisles of the gas station mart, grabbing the usuals off the shelf. It puddled on the table, even spilled off to the floor. I couldn't deal with you being dead. There were no noises from the outside and Sam's and his machines beeping were very low, almost mute. A/N: Just for reference, this fic takes place several years post-movie for Rise of the Guardians, and season 2ish for Supernatural. Running round to the other side of the car, John opened the door and leant in, pulling at Sam's limp body so he stretched across the leather seat. " "Yes Sir, Sam replied, keeping the petulance he was feeling out of his voice so he wouldn't get into trouble. Sam gasped just before passing out, a pale blue tinge showing around his lips. Sam looked up and over at with lifeless eyes. " Sam tried a smile that only earned him a glower. 1. " Sam twitched a bit once in a while which Dean suspected might have something to do with the lack of demon blood. Tag to 10x03. "Just…drive. Dean knew it was a dream, but these dreams always seemed too real. Sam was pale, sweating and shaking as he layed under a heavy blanket, his eyes were moving behind his eyelids which was a sure sign that his mind was still active and Dean only hoped it was memories causing his restlessness and not something else. Chapter One. Use the time that I have. Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Angst - Sam W. I'll get her clothes. 21. Sam started to feel weak and dizzy and started to slump forward. Aug 7, 2013 · Sam didn't want to be responsible for two weeks of Dean with nothing to do but sink into his misplaced guilt again. , Bobby S. At least the water pressure is nice. " Sam answered, as he tried to steady his breathing. He passed a stand of horrifically processed baked goods and sighed, reaching out to grab a slice of cherry pie. ) SAM. Sam touched the sore spot where he'd been punched, tentatively working his jaw. For the LJ Summer of Sam Love fic exchange. Fandoms: Supernatural (TV 2005), The Winchesters (TV 2022), Supernatural the Animation (Anime 2011), Supernatural (TV 2005) RPF General Audiences Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Sam will do anything for his brother. Sam stiffened under Dean's hand and struggled to move. "Bobby says we can question him more tomorrow. " Dean got out and took a firm hold of Sam's shoulders, turning him and helping him drop into the seat. Dean jumps off the hood, the cat not even opening its eyes as the Impala rocks a little. Sam knew he was grasping at straws, but it made sense: if Dean had been met by the same response, that could be why. " Sam's hand lifted, trembling, and he reached for his brother. Man, I'm good. Author's Note: To avoid confusion between stories, this story is the one where Sam is 13 years old and was stabbed outside their motel room by a man who was drunk. He needed to get to Dean, apologize for whatever the hell was wrong this time. Post-6. He swallowed. Migraines in moving vehicles were terrible. Sam found himself smiling at it, his throat aching, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes before one finally rolled down his cheek. Please let me know what you think of this baby and also if there is anyone out there that would wanna be a beta reader for me, please dont hesitate to mail me. I lay in my motel room, its unsightly mustard colored walls dancing before my vision. Dean kept checking the rear view mirror, over and over again. The air on Sam's side of the glass had started to faintly shimmer with a reddish glow, sending waves of faded color bouncing off all four sides of the cubicle. I could sense the hidden ticking time-bomb inside him -- waiting to explode at the slightest touch. 11. He opened his eyes and looked around. I disagreed, but then my little brother had softly reminded me how doctors tended to react to patients who came in with slit wrists. He'd felt the heat drain from Sam's body. He'd seen the light fade from Sam's eyes. He'd seen some ugly in his time, but this monster not only took the cake, it Dean immediately dropped to his knees in front of his lifeless brother, rolled Sam onto his back and gasped by the sight of Sam's awfully pale, sweaty face and the redness that surrounded his brother's eyes. He knew a wound like this had to be treated and treated fast. We'll teach him what happens when you mess with one of ours," Joshua voiced strongly as And not that he quite regretted it. In an instant, Dean had jumped out if his adjoining bed and had rushed to Sam. By: Fiction M - English - Romance/Angst - Sam W. Dean's eyes continually darted from the road to his brothers well being. It's nice to meet you. The pale man kept staring at Sam with this unnerving intensity for several moments longer. , Dean W. Then Sam felt the breath stutter inside him as he watched the corner of the stranger's lips turn upward in a smirk that was the epitome of what a predatory look was. Just breathe. But this time he finds himself in an unusual predicament, facing a hard choice. Dean's sick, Sam fusses. Not that he'd ever tell Dean. Post 7x03 hurt/limp/tortured!Sam hurt/awesome!Dean awesome!Bobby But Sam's face is pale and his features are lax, lips parted, eyelashes not even fluttering to suggest that he has any intention of coming to. But there's It hurt so bad," Sam sobbed. "Dude," Dean sat up and maintained pressure. "Sam," he said sitting beside him, but he seemed in his own world. " Sam continued to cry and refused to look. "Shh, shh. I got ya," Sam whispers to his sick brother. Oct 22, 2014 · Title: One Battle at the Time Author: lauehime Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort Characters: Dean, Sam Word count: Approx. "What happened? Sam, look at me!" "Dean… the wendigo," Sam gasped, his voice barely above a whisper. "He's just a genius a guess. She tried to ignore their slight flinch. "He's doing okay. "Alrighthere we go. They had to use a special chamber to accommodate the use of a small portable ventilator that could be attached to the chamber on the outside because Sam wasn't breathing on his own while he languished in a deep coma. Sam grabbed the kid and shoved him behind him as he and Dean got out their flashlights so they could actually see to fire at the thing. Take it easy. "Sammy, look at me. The respirator unnerved him. Sam was pale, an IV stuck in one hand feeding him a cocktail of pain meds and something to ward off infection, another in the other hand slowly transfused a bag of O-neg. Dean sits, glued to the plastic monstrosity that the hospital calls a chair, clutching at Sam's pale hand like it is a lifeline. Sam's mouth was open and it looked as though he was yelling, but the glass was sound A Whiter Shade of Pale Ch. "Baby, I need you to look at me. Bit of Hurt/Comfort between the Winchester brothers. "Really, it's not that bad. He stared at Sam through the glass, unmoving and pale, so pale. As soon as Sam lifted his head Dean burst out laughing. Sam was going to be okay, but that broken leg might hurt for a few weeks and Sam won't be able to do much, so he will have. His head felt like it had been split into two. ' Sam was too dizzy to argue, his complexion rapidly becoming more and more pale. , OC - Chapters Eventually they let Sam be, blood covering his back, soaking his torn clothing, and down into his jeans. John had made it clear that he wasn't planning on stopping any time soon, so they were trying to get Sam's headache under control. Turning to meet his brothers angered face he gave a shaky nod. TV Shows Supernatural. " "I know buddy. John still had his gun pointed at his youngest son's chest but his hand trembled. "It can wait. He didn't turn to look at his brother. 4. "Shit Sammy. Ten minutes later, pale faced and shaking hard, Dean got back in the car and tore up the rest of the distance between him and the motel. Dean frowns. Lots of protective/worriedDean and hurtSam. Unless the dog sensed something…different about him. Behind him, Jack is getting to his feet, his face bloody. In the pale yellow light filling the Chevy's interior the stain on Sam's abdomen looked black, but there was no mistaking what it was – blood, and a lot of it. Raf was pale and ageless looking. He got down on his knees in front of Sam with a strong grip on his arms. Sam was mumbled to himself, caught intensely in his task. Sam stopped the Impala in front of Oakview Memorial Hey there. Sam was placed on a ventilator when his right lung collapsed. "You (Lucifer drops Sam, his eyes glow orange as he places a hand on Sam's chest. "Bobby's making some kinda lunch," Sam continues, wrinkles appearing on his nose in distaste, "beans and canned potatoes. "God I wanna sleep!" Sam said grumpily but he started to wake up all the same. Sam looked confused for a moment before realizing why Dean was laughing. No response. Mary frowned at the action. He sighed before gently tapping him on the shoulder gently, pulling him away from his own mind. _ Previously: "Let him show up. He settled back on Sam's thighs again looking curiously at him. He looked unconscious. He pulled at his arms, jarring them over and over when he found them bound behind his back. 15. He needs to learn to sleep on his own, just like any other little boy his age. I am Sam Winchester, he wrote. Dean saw Sam stiffen and couldn't help the reflex himself when he realized what was outside the car. Hurt/big brother Dean. Dean frowned at the question he sat with Sam in the hospital room. 20. Humidified oxygen hissed quietly as his brother breathed in slowly but surely, and soft bleeps from the cardiac monitor told Dean it was ok to relax. Wish I did, especially Jensen Ackles. Sam's head was tilted and rested on the window. I'm not going to let any red misty ghost get you, alright?" Sam grinned, and followed Dean further up the steep, winding trail. Sam is hurt worse by the Crowley's demons than the hit to the head we saw, but he hides it knowing Dean is worried enough by Lisa's injuries. He couldn't see much of Sam's face, the bit he did see however made his stomach flip, the bruise that was already blackening Sam's eye was the first thing he noticed, the tears running down Sam's pale left cheek was the second thing. Sam shook his head, spearing a piece of wilted Romaine on his fork and staring at it. We had a little scare in the x-ray room when Sam panicked causing his blood pressure to shoot up, which in turn caused me to have to sedate him to perform the drainage procedure he needed. " Sam is shocked and a little scared that Dean didn't offer up his usual bravado. "Get another one, for her hair. He was pale-moon-white, only his cheeks colored red and raw from the tears he'd obviously tried to scrub away. "Sam! Sammy!" Dean said, smacking him on the cheeks. "This was my bright idea. "II don't knowhelp me up. Dean, still too pale, dropped back against the tiled surface along the edge of the pool, breathing hard, eyeing Sam and massaging his right hand. Reality came back to Sam, and he stared up at his family, in total shock — not physically, but mentally. 3. The last thing, however, was what hurt the most. Or, maybe…maybe it simply sensed he was a hunter. He'd watched his brother's features pale, felt Sam's body stiffen, and he'd been able to do nothing. He just lies there, oblivious to the icy wind blowing his jacket open, to betrayal, to the fact that they're exposed out here (that Cas left them exposed out here), that the world is hurtling towards yet Stepping closer to the bed, he studied Sam's face, pale, almost grey against the pillow, but mostly hidden by the mask covering his mouth and nose. The young man looked up as Sam approached, his eyes haunted, tears threatening to spill down his cheeks. Info: Sam and Dean fall afoul of a serial killer and find that the most monstrous monsters are sometimes human. "Hey. Sam was dying and Dean knew it, but his heart wouldn't accept that. He stroked Sam's head and murmured soothingly to him. Dean just hopes that the touch, the reminder of something to come back for, is enough to bring his brother back to the land of the living. The younger brother was a lot thinner than when Dean had last seen him, and was injured. Hold that," he said tersely, pressing the strip of shirt against the wound, and observed worriedly that Sam was already looking pale, sweat a faint sheen on his skin. He's aware that he probably looks a little pale, but at least he feels much cleaner. But every time he stared at Sam's pale silent form, he came close to bringing it all straight back up again. Sam finally opened the door an emerged only when his head told him it was time to lay down again. Instantly, Dean grabbed Sam's shoulders when he saw him about to fall over. "He didn't. And then, it was gone, pure light replacing the dark, twisted agonies of his body. Let It Break. " "Yeah, I'm right here, Sam," Dean said, feeling Sam melting more heavily against his chest. Sam's eyes fluttered and Dean could see the haze covering the dilated pupils. Needless to say, things don't go well. Sam, however, knows that demons don't give something for nothing but the price isn't at all what he expected. Nor did Sam and restraints. Title: Pale Reflection Author: NativeStar Word Count: 2,287 Rating: PG Warnings: Nothing really, no pairings or spoilers. Sam!" Dean dropped to his knees beside him, panic flooding every corner of his mind. Unfortunately, Sam had been quite coherent at the time and had insisted it wasn't necessary. " They kept him in the back of a van when transporting him to a new warehouse—or other dilapidated building suitable for an imprisoned hunter, which according to the Men of Letters, is the ultimate abomination. Will he consider the easy way out or will he do things the hard way? Well, this is Sam we are talking about! 4 days ago · A Supernatural fanfic. Sam had been interrupted by Dean's sudden shout. He was approached, the gag ripped out of his mouth with a bloody, unkind hand. Sam stepped quickly down the stairs, he could see Ronny waiting outside a room at the end of a long hallway. Sam didn't realize that he had actually spoken his brother's name until he felt a familiar hand affectionately brush back his damp bangs and then rest on his head. Twenty-four hour psych-holds. Deans human again and Sam is drunk. Sam was pale, his eyes shadowed, and his respirations were a little shallow, a sign Dean knew from their childhood that his brother was in pain. Will Dean be able to forgive himself for not being there for his baby brother? Hurt Sammy, angsty Dean and John. " Dean begged as he pulled up to the ER entrance applying the brakes forcefully, with the tires loudly squealing. Sam shivered beneath the blanket, confused and consumed with pain but his mind still focusing on the one person who always made everything right – Dean. / Sick/hurt!Sam and Worried/angsty!Dean. Dean grasped Sam's wrist and put Sam's hand on his knee, surreptitiously keeping a finger on his racing pulse. Gangs!Human!AU. He was worried about him. Teenchester. If the circumstances were different, he'd be a little bit proud of the mark on his little brother's skin. "Dean, get her to her bed. Keeping a hand briefly on Sam's shoulder, Dean gazed at the pale face, the way his little brother's lips looked almost as pale as his face and didn't like the pulse he felt. Everything turned black as he slipped away. But the kid's been through some hard times. As the cop who brought him down, Dean is now on the hunt to disband the gang forever. Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Hurt/Comfort - Words: 1,191 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 2 - Published: 4/14/2015 - id: 11186216 Sam spent one night, awake, worrying endlessly about Jack, hearing him cough and groan from the other room, and he tried to go back to where he'd started. "Samuel Winchester, you are about to die," whispered the dominant Vampire into his ear. A man chortled in front of him, making him flinch. Glancing towards the treatment room Sam was rolled into just before the doors closed, the last thing John heard was the doctor Jun 23, 2013 · Sam felt himself pale. "Sammy, this is gonna hurt," Dean warned before touching Sam's arm and knew Sam wanted to pull it back but he held on while using the torn sleeve as a makeshift sling. Next to him, Dean had a strange expression Sam couldn't place, one that he imagined maybe matched his own. 8. "I didn't—" "Not on you, man," Dean told him, clumsily patting his arm. "Hurts. Sam was much better, but because of being under suicide watch he couldn't leave. - Chapters: 3 - Words: 9,042 - Reviews: 104 - Favs: 188 - Follows: 88 - Updated: 5/9/2013 - Published 'Yeh sure you did. "Bull, Sammy. She was so small. This is my first attempt to Supernatural fic and this is a missing scene from "Simon Said". The hospital was 2 minutes away. He didn't want to see how pale his face was, or the dark circles under his eyes. It was the only thing keeping his brother alive and every so often it seemed to Dean as though there was a slight hitch, a slight delay before the next breath. " Dean gets up, motioning for Sam to get him his shoes, and Sam heads back inside - slowly, slowly so that Dean won't be alone outside. Sam was tortured for two days before Dean was able to find and rescue him. Protein bars, chips, beef jerky. Dean turns his pale face up toward his brother. "I know buddy," Dean said and gave his brother's hand a squeeze, "It'll go away in a minute. "Not funny. Chapter 1: Behold, a Pale Horseman. "I'm sorry Tension and fights building between them, Sam and Dean are both worn out when leaving a case in a bayou results in Sam fighting for his life and Dean trying to save his brother and find a way to fix the problems between them. And Sam left once again to get another one. 17. Disclaimer: See first chapter Author's Note: Please remember that I have no medical knowledge whatsoever and my medical information comes from searching Google. Supernatural isn't mine. When Sam's hand slid out from under his hand and dropped to the floor again, Dean's panic escalated. Set in season 4 between 04x14-Sex and Violence and 04x16-On the Head of a Pin. Dean got a leg out and stopped when Sam waved a bloody hand. " A Whiter Shade of Pale Ch. When Sam disappears from the Bunker one day, Dean takes off looking for him. The Impala had crushed directly on the tree, and apparently swayed sideways, making escape through the doors impossible. . Sam is severely injured while Dean is out on a date. " Sam scoffs, but halfway through he has to use the damn thing for a couple minutes. Have to fight. It hurt so much, Dean," Sam sobbed. John had been watching the exchange from above and could tell his younger son was in pain just by the way his pale face was drawn and he was gritting his teeth. Whoa, whoa. Then Green Eyes finally spoke. Sam gripped the dashboard in front of him. Pale with red eyes from crying, Sam was shaking and unbeknownst to him, whimpering lightly. Pulling aside more dirt revealed the back of his brother's head. Open up the window. He peered closely into Sam's face and brushed Sam's hair away from his eyes. "Dean? What the hell!" "Rule number one, Sammy. "I'm trying!" I mean, Sammy just seems so pale. He puttered in the shower longer than he meant to, just wanting the time alone after two days in a hospital with little to no privacy. " Sam looked at Dean for a long second and did as he said. He glanced up at Bobby nervously. "What'd you do," Dean asked, going over to his brother's side. Sam, pale and weak but free from the constant nausea, managed a tired smile. "Dean! Now!" A Whiter Shade of Pale Ch. "Four years old is old enough, Dean. Sam was slumped against the wall, pale and shaking, blood spreading across his shirt like an ominous flower unfurling its petals. I'm ok. So this was death? Huh. Just a bunch of continuous pre series chapters as the brothers and their father travel across the country hunting the supernatural and deal with the events in the not so normal life. Knowing how weak that mental wall protecting Sam's mind was, he didn't want to add to the pressure but knew it was too late and all he could do was hope to get through to Sam. Chapter Four: Hospital. I can't say goodbye. Dean saw Edmund swipe at Sam's chest, throwing him out of the way. "Sammy, don't you do this. "Aah!" His whole body convulsed with shivers as he emerged from the water, finally standing on shaky legs. Instead the red, waxy outline fills him with a rage that scares even him, and plots a deep seed of revenge and payment in the back of his mind. "Got tired of the company. Sam was completely slack against him and Dean shifted so he could ease Sam to the Suddenly his face turned ashen. The shirt Dad was wearing when he died. Stop! (Lucifer turns, dropping Sam) LUCIFER. No, no, no. Young Dean and Sam never thought that a random act of nature would destroy their house and have them struggling to survive. Sam's only reply to Dean's calming words was a strangled grunt. Clowns of all shapes and sizes, colours and faces. "Sam, c'mon man, relax," his voice tightened with Sam's continued movement. Sam or Dean's, though, Dean is unsure. "Stay, Sam. Only like… three steps! You can do it!" Sam gurgled, took a shaky step forward, and went right onto his bottom on the carpet. They locked down in a room with a table for Samuel's corpse, and by then Sam was barely upright, sliding towards shock too fast for Dean's taste. (no slash, just smarm) - Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural: the series or either of the two hot guys in it. Dean looked at his pale face and wide eyes. It has been 5 years since the downfall of Lucifer Grace, the feared king of the well-known street gang Demons. A large bandage hid a hell of a lot of stitches decorating his abdomen (not to mention those in his stomach) that were holding everything together. Sam's mouth quirked into a disgusted expression when he saw it. "Dean?" he breathed. Graveyard dogs could be very perceptive. Castiel could only let out a whimper in response. Rated: Fiction T - English - Sam W. On the way, they were ambushed and Sam was kidnapped by Kate, the surviving vampire from 'Dead Man's Blood,' and her reconstituted vampire gang. Sam's hurting and Dean's grieving. He knew he wouldn't hurt Sam—they'd been in fist fights with each other that rivaled European street fighting in the late 17th Century. Horrified he pushed the shirt sleeve down and tried to make himself presentable to his brother. 21. A hand suddenly pressed against Sam's chest and guided him back to the couch. His lips parted slightly. Disclaimer: I own nothing. Sam asks his brother, popping open a beer as they sit on the couch. Supernatural. Dean walked down the steps that led to the basement of the old abandoned warehouse. Sam is desperate to save Dean from Hell and makes one last-ditch attempt to make a deal with a crossroads demon. Think about what a cool story this will make one day. Now, why should I listen to you? JACK. Maybe something not quite human. "We're almost there, close your eyes. Sam dragged his brother down the stairs and put him on the couch. " Dean said as the road bent to the right on a steeper angle. Slenderman had Sam. This hunt sucked. Jun 14, 2010 · Dean backed himself up and held his arms out, quietly persuading Sam into walking towards him. 1300 Warnings: Spoilers for 10x03 Summary: Oneshot. "I could ask you the same question. Sam's POV. 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