likely_evil: (Sad - Broken)
Sam Winchester ([personal profile] likely_evil) wrote2009-11-01 01:13 pm

Bad Day on Black Rock - RP for [livejournal.com profile] ironknifehunter

It started when, as Cas was getting ready to leave for work, he told Sam that Dean was getting released from the hospital that afternoon. There was a question on that, a look at Sam lowered his head from and ignored.

When are you going to go back and see him, Sam?

He could hear their voices in his head as he worked on the house that day. Jo, Cas, even Pam wanting to know when Sam was going to see his brother. Ever since Dean had woken up, Sam avoided the hospital like the plague. All because he was afraid to face him.

The voices started to get to him, and Sam found his way into the medicine cabinet to get something to get rid of his headache. As the hours went, the pain didn't stop and Sam went back to find something stronger.

That evening, then would find Sam stoned off the pills from an old bottle of codeine, passed out on the bathroom floor because it was cool and felt good on his face. But the voices were gone, and his head wasn't hurting anymore. That was all that mattered to him.

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-02 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"Shhhs." She held him tighter. "I'm here. You're here. It's okay."

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-02 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just focus on me. You can hear my heart right? Just listen to that. There's nothing else."

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-02 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
She chuckled, relieved he could joke again. Things would be okay. It wouldn't be easy, but they'd manage.

"Well, I would have gotten dinner, but I didn't want to wake you."

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-02 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"I was comfortable." She liked having someone to snuggle with for awhile. She liked having him to snuggle.

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-02 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Missing one meal isn't going to kill me, Sam." She rolled her eyes slightly. "And now I can get something for both of us and you don't miss out."

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-03 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
"You sure?" She didn't like it when he didn't eat.

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-03 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Probably on my bed. We kinda took up all the room on the couch."

She wasn't going to talk about his drug use. She thought it was better they moved on from that.

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-03 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
"He'll like that."

She smiled at him. Her puppy and her puppy were cute together.

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-03 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
"My captain kinda needs more warning than this," she said, somewhat regretfully.

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-03 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
She brushed a few strands of hair from his temple. "No, not like that. Sort of wish it was."

[identity profile] ironknifehunter.livejournal.com 2009-11-03 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
"God, my mom was so pissed." She laughed. "It was great though. I had so much fun."