likely_evil: (Jess - Dreams)
Cos all of the stars
Are fading away
Just try not to worry
You'll see them some day
Take what you need
And be on your way
And stop crying your heart out
- Oasis “Stop Crying Your Heart Out”

The nightmares were horrible, and Sam could barely sleep for weeks after it happened. He closed his eyes and all he saw was her on the ceiling, whispering his name before bursting into flames. Sometimes her eyes were sad, and sometimes they were angry and full of blame.

Every time he woke up to find Dean looking over at him, worried eyes not sure what to say to make it better. It was the first time Dean wasn't going to be able to solve a problem of his. Only later would Sam realize that it was the first of many.

But one time, Dean was standing there with a cup of coffee, a small smirk on his face. "Drink this. It'll keep you up for a few hours."

"Thanks." Sam ran his hand through his hair, then took the cup. Dean tilted his head, then motioned towards Sam's wrist.

"You expecting to grow it out long enough to make a little topknot?"

"Huh?" Sam looked at his wrist, then his expression fell. "Oh. No."

Dean noticed the look and sat on the bed opposite from him. "It's Jess', huh?"

Sam nodded, thinking back to a few weeks ago...

. . . )
likely_evil: (Sexy - stare)
Sam sighed, walking down the aisles with Jess as she was looking for what movie they were going to rent for that weekend. Normally, he wouldn't mind, but it was her turn to pick, and she had promised vengeance after making her sit through the Die Hard movies.

"Oh, how about this one?" She held up Sweetest Thing.

He rolled his eyes. "Come on, you can do better." He took the DVD and looked at the summary on the back. "Oh look, we're three modern women who find no problems with sleeping around but oh my when the right guy comes along we get all wibbly and rethink our modern women ways..."

Jess tried not to smirk at Sam's playful tone, putting the DVD back and grabbing another one. "Steel Magnolias?"

"Oh, Julia Roberts dies in this one, doesn't she?!" He feigned over excitement as he bounced up and down with a goofy grin. "I really want to see a bunch of old women sitting around talking about life and why they are the ones who really rule their families and men are so stupid!"

"Sam!" Jess snatched the DVD away and put it back. "Stop goofing around."

"I happen to know for a fact that you like it when I goof around," Sam said, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her neck while she picked up another DVD. "You do realize, however, that if you go through with this, I will feel completely emasculated by the end of the movie."

"That's the point." She grinned as she grabbed the Moulin Rouge DVD. "This is it!"

"You're kidding?"

"Nope. You're going to sit and watch Ewan McGregor sing to me and there is nothing you can do to stop me."

Sam gave a pout. "You're doing that just because you know I can't sing to save my life."

"Exactly." She got up on her toes and kissed Sam's nose. "Now come on, baby. We've got Chinese to order still."
likely_evil: (Sleeping - Pranked)
"... Samuel Winchester, Magna Cum Laude."

There was a big round of applause as Sam got up and made his way across the stage to get his diploma. Now he was a college graduate, something he thought he would never be. He could hear the distinctive hooting of his brother in the audience somewhere, and Sam wondered if their father was with him.

Jess had already walked across the stage, and now stood at her spot, smiling at him. Then she started to laugh.

In fact, as he walked up onto the stage, the cheers from everyone in the audience turned to laugher as flashbulbs went off, blinding him a moment.

What's so funny...? he thought, the looked down to realize that he was completely naked except for his cap and the yellow sash for the magna cum laude status. Instantly he took his cap off to try and cover himself, but it was already too late as he blushed himself into a new shade of red.


"Sammy, wake up!" Dean's voice jarred him out of sleep, and he realized that he was in the Impala, driving off to find their father. He saw his brother looking at him, grinning. "You ok there, kid? You were making some interesting noises."

Sam rolled his eyes, shifting to get comfortable against the door again. "Shut up. I was just dreaming."

"Dreaming of that hot girlfriend I bet. Don't worry, Sammy, you'll be back to her in no time."

Sam just snorted and closed his eyes, planning on getting some more sleep before they got where ever Dean was taking him. Maybe if he was lucky, he could even get a different dream of him naked in that would be much better for him.
likely_evil: (Happy - for a moment)
ooc: takes place during the season 2 ender. Thanks to [ profile] iluvroadrunner6 and [ profile] gusthemoose for bits of research help.

C'mere, c'mere -- lemme look atcha. Hey, look at me. It's not even that bad. It's not even that bad, alright? Sammy? SAM! Hey, we're gonna patch ya up, alright? You'll be good as new. I'm gonna take care of you. I gotcha. That's my job, right? Watch out for my pain in the ass little brother. Sam? Sam...


His eyes drifted open, having fallen asleep when he felt his brother's arms around him and the soft, white light wrapping around the fuzz in his head, laying him to rest gently. He wasn't expecting the soft voice calling his name, and it took him a moment to adjust to the bright light before his eyes focused.

"There you are. Time to wake up, sleepyhead."

Sam blinked, then sat up and rubbed at his eyes. Then he just looked at the woman kneeling next to him. "... Jess?"

Her bright smile welcomed him as her hand come to rest against his cheek. "Yeah, it's me, Sam. It's really me."

"I don't understand. How..." he brows moved in in confusion, then he looked at her in fear. "Dean?"

"He's fine. Well, not fine, but he's alive. Other than that, I don't know." She stood up, holding her hand out to help Sam stand up.

"Alive... then I'm..."

Jess nodded, squeezing his hands as Sam stood up. "I'm sorry, Sam." She pulled him into a tight hug, holding him close. Sam was hesitant, and then he hugged her back gently at first, then tightly.

. . . )
likely_evil: (Pout - Lost)
December 2004



"Sam, stop being such a damn Grinch and just put the star on top of the tree already."

Sighing, Sam pushed his textbook aside and got up, taking the silver star from Jess and reaching up to put it on the top of the almost 7 foot tall tree. Jess stood back, arms crossed and smiling. "Perfect."

Can I go back to studying now? )


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