And sometimes it rains on a sunny day...

[likely_evil]

Adam was ash, back to the Earth he had come from. Sam found the biblical reference amusing, which let him ignore the sprained ankle, slashed wrists, and hole just above his liver. Dean had found him some good drugs to take the edge off the pain, but it still hurt like a bitch and standing up for so long had drained him.

Literally.

Anna had to support him as they watched over Adam while he got a hunter's funeral. The blood left in his body was being pulled down by gravity so he was light headed, and by the time the three of them were back at the Impala, Sam just curled up in the backseat and slept.

Anna and Dean weren't talking again, but what else was new? He just ignored them and slipped back off into the blissfulness of unconsciousness.

The next morning he woke up with a groan, his head pounding and still nauseous. "Water," he groaned, not even opening his eyes. Someone was in the room with him and would help him.

God he hated being this week. But he hated throwing up more and if he didn't get some water in his mouth soon...

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[likely_evil]

"Sure." He looked over at the table. "Can you give me another shot of the painkillers first. It's starting to wear off."

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Nodding, she sat up and carefully got out of bed to get the syringe from the table. With expert ease she drew the right amount of fluid into the syringe.

"Here we go, Sammy." She said gently and found a vein before inserting the needle and pushing the solution into his bloodstream.

[likely_evil]

He barely winced at the needle, and a moment later his eyes started to droop. "Thank you," he muttered, his body relaxing and stretching out on the bed.

[absit-omens.livejournal.com]

"You're welcome, Sammy." She sighed and crawled back into bed next to him, curling up as she pulled the covers over them.

[likely_evil]

"If things were different," he said softly, half asleep. "If you hadn't fallen in love... with my brother... I would have liked... to be with you."

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At this, Anna sat up next to him and blinked. Truth be told? She didn't know how the hell to react to that. She was still heartbroken over the break-up with Dean, and now Sam was admitting he'd been carrying a torch for her? She honestly wasn't sure she could take any more surprises.

"Sammy..." She whispered, at a loss for words.

[likely_evil]

His only answer was a small whimper groan, as he was slipping deep into sleep from the drugs.

[absit-omens.livejournal.com]

Watching as he drifted off to sleep, she sighed heavily and brushed some hair away from his face.

"If things were different, Sam... I probably would've liked that too." Anna whispered and leaned in to kiss his forehead before laying down and falling fast asleep.