A Walking Encyclopedia of Weirdness

[AU] dark gonna catch me here

2023-02-09T00:39:31Z

Not two seconds after the door closed, Dean started demanding answers. Sam explained pretty much everything, although he glossed over the part where Wynonna'd threatened to shoot him, and for the most part Dean took it pretty well.

Until he made the suggestion of bringing Wynonna - and Peacemaker - to a crossroads and forcing the demon there to give up Dean's contract.

By the time the fight's over, Sam's certain of two things. First, that Dean's not willing to listen to reason because he doesn't want to risk Sam. And second, that he's not going to let his brother go to hell.

He makes sure Dean thinks he's asleep first, and waits until he hears his brother start snoring... then waits another half hour to make sure. Once he's certain Dean's not faking, Sam sneaks out and borrows the Impala.

There's a crossroads three miles north, an isolated one with an abandoned gas station nearby that he can use to get to the bar.

It'll do.

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[AU] two worlds, a lot of demons, and a new set of problems

2023-01-05T18:38:59Z

It's still hard to believe it's over; that the yellow-eyed demonic bastard they'd spent their whole lives hunting is finally dead.

Sam figures it'll sink in eventually. Given everything else -- right now he's still pretty numb.

He's also desperately tired, but that doesn't matter. There's something he needs to do, and he can't afford to delay.

He waits until they've settled in for the night, and then waits still longer. Once Dean's been asleep for half an hour, Sam picks up his messenger bag -- already stuffed with books and his computer -- and heads straight for the bar.

He orders black coffee and snags a table with a good view of both doors and the stairs, then pulls out the first of the old texts and starts to search through it.

There's work to do.

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[AU] knowledge is stronger than memory

2022-10-06T00:00:18Z

[Previously, in Bon Temps....]

He'd woken up before Sookie again, and after some consideration and a quick look at the number of messages on his phone, he'd pressed a gentle kiss to her cheek, drawn the sheet up over her shoulder, and slipped silently out of bed.

Sam dresses as quickly and quietly as he can, then takes his phone and eases his way out into the hall. Adele Stackhouse isn't anywhere in sight, which is probably good, all things considered. He opens the door to the guest room to make it look like he'd just come out and goes down the stairs, phone in hand.

Might as well go outside before he calls Bobby. He's got a feeling there might be yelling before all's said and done.

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gavemea_45 @ 2017-05-06T21:09:00

2017-05-07T03:09:47Z

(After this.)

"Lilith was the final seal. I killed her, and I set Lucifer free."
"Yeah. You chose a demon over your own brother—and look what happened."
"I would give anything—anything—to take it all back."
"I know you would, Sammy. And I know how sorry you are. But I just don't know if I can trust you."
"Maybe it's best we just go our separate ways."
"I think you're right."

"You know who I am."
"...Lucifer."
"Thanks to you, I walk the earth. Now, I want to give you a gift."
"Go back to hell. I don't want anything from you."
"That's not how this works. You're the one, Sam. You're my vessel."
"No. No. That'll never happen."
"I'm sorry, but it will. I will find you. And when I do, you will let me in. I'm sure of it."

Sam stands frozen, staring at the empty place where Lucifer's apparition had vanished for what feels like eternity. When the paralysis finally breaks, he moves fast, diving for his phone.

He paces the floor as it rings, unable to stand still - then yanks the phone away from his ear as Dean's voice snarls,

"Damn it, Cas, I need to sleep!"

"Dean, it's me," Sam says, quietly. "Not Cas."

"Sam?" Half a beat. "You got any friggin' clue what time it is?"

"Um, it's--" He looks around for a clock.

"Quarter past four," Dean supplies. He sighs. "So why are you calling?"

Sam's hand tightens on the phone.

"I'm-- it's important."

Succinctly, Sam explains what happened, all of it. When he's finished, there's a short silence.

"So you're his vessel? Lucifer's wearin' you to the prom?"

"That's what he said," Sam tells him. He's not aware of the bleakness in his eyes, the faint hope in his voice.

"Just when you said you were out, too. Guess you're gonna get sucked right back in, huh, Sammy?"

Disbelief paints his words. "That's it? That's all you've got to say?"

"I guess I'm a little numb to earth-shattering revelations at this point," Dean informs him.

Sam scrubs his free hand over his face. "So what are we gonna do about it?"

"What, you're just gonna walk back in and we're gonna be the dynamic duo again?"

He feels the impact of Dean's words as though he's just taken a hard right to the jaw.

"Dean, it doesn't have to be like--"

"Look, Sam, it doesn't matter what we do. We're the, uh, the fire and the oil of the Armageddon. You know what, we should just pick a hemisphere. Stay away from each other for good. We got a better chance of dodging Lucifer and Michael and this whole damn thing, if we just go our own ways. Stay separate. You hearin' me? Stay away."

"No, Dean-- don't, listen to me, don't do this, we can--"

"Bye, Sam."

The silence when the call disconnects is somehow worse than anything he's ever heard. Then again, it's nothing more than he deserves.

Three days later, his phone rings. Dean gets right to the point, giving him a location and a time to meet.

His brother's already waiting at the bridge when Sam arrives.

"Here." Dean pulls out Ruby's knife as Sam approaches, and Sam can feel his own jaw drop and his eyes widen as his brother holds it out to him, handle first.

"If you're serious and you want back in...you should hang on to this. I'm sure you're rusty."

Sam takes it. It's easier to look at the blade than to meet Dean's eyes.

"Look, man, I'm sorry. I don't know. I'm...whatever I need to be, I guess," Dean says. "Point is, I was wrong."

He does look up, at that, searching Dean's face. "What made you change your mind?"

"Long story." Dean sighs. "Maybe we are each other's weakness, I don't know. Maybe they'll find a way to use us against each other. They're sure gonna try. But the thing is -- we're all we've got. We keep each other human."

Sam swallows hard. "Thank you. Really, Dean. Thanks. I -- I won't let you down."

His brother nods. "I know you won't."

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gavemea_45 @ 2017-05-03T20:23:00

2017-05-04T02:33:53Z

THE ROAD SO FAR

November 2, 1983
Lawrence, Kansas
"Take your brother outside as fast as you can!"

22 years later....
"Dad's on a hunting trip. And he hasn't been home in a few days."
"I swore I was done hunting, Dean. For good."
"Sam, I can't do this alone."

"This was Dad's book. I think he wants us to pick up where he left off. Saving people, hunting things - the family business."

"We got work to do."

"We've got to face it, Dean. There's something wrong with me."
"There's always an answer, Sam. You just gotta--we just gotta keep moving till we find it."
"We could ask someone. What about at that bar?"

"It's good to see you boys. It's been a long time."
"Dad? -- look out!"

"Is there anybody here with particular interest or expertise in dealing with prehistoric predators of, oh, creatures somewhat larger, meaner, and tougher than a twentieth-century white rhino? Say, in a heavily populated, not-especially-mobile, modern urban setting?"
"We're pretty good at going after shit that can eat us for breakfast. That count?"

"I shouldn't be too long. It's only a possessed catfish."
"Yeah, and a love spell. Eat perfume, Sasquatch."

I see a bad moon rising
I see trouble on the way
Don't go out tonight
'Cause it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise...

"You out here to prove somethin', college boy?"
"Just how long are you planning to keep this up, Dean?"

"You killed your friend. To open a gate to hell."

"Your dad-- John was like family once."
"Who the hell are you?"

"Might want to be careful going through doors like that, dude. You never know if something cute and fluffy's gonna be on the other side."

"Now, now, Samuel. So messy."

"What about Coyote?"
"She tried to feed us to a Nahual in Vegas, remember?"

Look out now, here she comes -
she's the devil with a blue dress on

"What the fuck did you do--"

"You're not getting Sammy. You're not getting my brother!"

"I'm a freak, and everyone around me dies."

I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world

"Seriously, man, do you even have the slightest clue where we are?"
"Yeah, but I'm guessing you don't."

"Had you going, though. Didn't I? I'm the undisputed heavyweight champ."
"You just killed them. All of them! Ava, what happened to you?
"You have no idea - the switches that just flip in your brain--"
"Sam! Sam, look out! SAM!"

Standin' at the crossroad
I tried to flag a ride
Didn't nobody seem to know me
everybody pass me by
Mmm, the sun goin' down, boy
dark gon' catch me here

--from the gates of hell, o Lord, deliver my soul--

the blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
the ceremony of innocence is drowned...

"Tell me the truth, Dean! How long do you get?"
"One year. I got one year."

"The name's Ruby. I want to help you, Sam. That's what I'm here for. To help you."
"I can help you save your brother."

"The offer still stands, Sam. I hope you think long and hard about what's important to you."

(star light, star bright)

"Tell you what, Verity. When I'm ready to 'discuss' it, I'll come find you. How's that?"
"Pick a crossroads, any crossroads, and give me a call, Sam. I'll look forward to it."

"Rise and shine, Sammy!"
"Dude, how many Tuesdays did you have?"

"I need you to help me open a gate to hell."

carry on my wayward son
there'll be peace when you are done
lay your weary head to rest
don't you cry no more

"Anna? We're not going to hurt you. We're here to help."

"Why, Dean?"
"Because, Sam, they gave him a choice. Kill me, or kill you."

"We can't afford for me to do the right thing."
"Try selling me some shit that's actually true, for once. It'd make a nice change."
"If you're not going to believe me, Dean, what's the point of trying?"

"It's not as simple as 'turning back,' Michael, it's really not. Someone has to stop Lilith."
"Remember what you used to know about God and his angels, Sam. And think."
"Wait. You mean you want me to pray to you?"

"Let me out of here, Dean!"
"Not a chance, Sammy. You're gonna stay here until you dry out."
"You can't do this! Killing Lilith is what matters, don't you get that?"
"Oh, Lilith's gonna die. Bobby and I will kill her. But not with you."

"Dean, it's not what you think."
"Look what she did to you!"
"Come with us, Dean. We'll do this together."
"That sounds great. As long as it's you and me. Not Ruby."
"Dean, I can't. I need her to help me kill Lilith."

"Castiel, what --"
"You don't understand, Dean. Lilith is the final seal. She dies, and the end begins."
"Get me to Sam, Cas. We can stop this before it's too late."
"If I do that, we will all be hunted. We'll all be killed."
"If there is anything worth dying for... this is it."

--And I saw a star fallen from heaven unto the earth--
(How art thou fallen from heaven, O Lucifer, son of the morning!)
--And unto him was given the key of the bottomless pit--
(thou hast said in thine heart, I will ascend into heaven, I will exalt my throne above the stars)
--And he opened the bottomless pit...

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gavemea_45 @ 2012-05-12T21:31:00

2012-05-13T03:36:30Z

He wakes up before Dean the next morning.

Sam lies there, staring at the ceiling, thinking about what was said... and what wasn't said. It's the latter that prompts him to get moving.

Twenty minutes later, he shoves the motel room door open with his elbow, not making any effort to be quiet about it.

"Time to get up!"

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gavemea_45 @ 2012-04-11T19:26:00

2012-04-12T02:26:26Z

He stares at the door for a long time after Ruby leaves.

"The whole world's about to be engulfed in hellfire."

"Thirty-four seals, Sam. That's over halfway. The angels are losing this war."

She's wrong. She has to be wrong. Maybe the angels have turned out to be more like assholes than good guys -- just ask Anna -- but it's not like what he can do would make the difference.

Right?

"It's the only way. If you'd just admit to yourself that you like it--"

Sam curses under his breath and storms out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

He can't stop thinking about it. Even when he's supposed to be focusing on the job, it's still there in the back of his mind, haunting him. Taunting him, until he bursts out,

"What if we could win?"

Dean stares at him in disbelief. "You wanna run that by me again?"

"If there was a way that we could-- I don't know, if we could just... stop it," Sam tries to explain, trying not to wince while his brother watches. "Just put an end to it all somehow."

"There something you're not telling me, Sammy?"

"No. No," he says again, fiercely, meaning it.

He's done with it. He'd told Dean, he'd told Ruby, he'd meant it, and he's going to stick to it. Even though he's gotten used to the psychic abilities, the whole blood part -- that's wrong. It has to be; it feels wrong. He's not going back to it. Not again.

"Lucifer rises, the apocalypse starts. People are gonna die, Sam. Oceans of people."

He can't. He can't.

After it's all over, Sam stands awkwardly by while Dean tries to reassure Jay.

"You know Charlie was never gonna give up what he was doing. You did the right thing."

Jay pierces them both with a scornful look.

"You sure about that? Charlie -- he was like my brother. And now he's dead, because I did the 'right thing.'"

Sam barely hears the rest of it over the sudden roaring in his ears. It's a couple of seconds after the old magician turns his back on them and walks away before he realizes Dean's talking to him.

"-- I'm gonna take a walk," Sam interrupts, and heads for the nearest exit, pulling out his phone as soon as he's out of sight.

He ducks into Ruby's car as soon as she pulls up.

"Okay," he says, curtly. "I'm in."

"What changed your mind?"

Sam looks away from her, out the window.

"I don't want to still be doing this when I'm an old man," he says.

We can't afford for me to do the right thing.

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