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jo_samTitle: See You In a Another Life
Author: rosie1234
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 557
Ships: Sam/Jo
Spoilers: Season Two
Summary: “See you in another life, Sammy. I'll be waiting for you, count on that.”
Warning: 5.10 Spoilers
For: theechochorus
Prompt: 35. Broken Heart
Disclaimer: Not Mine.
“See you in another life, Sammy. I'll be waiting for you, count on that.”
That path that I had been forced down, which had already started to twist up what I had left of my tainted soul, was starting to fade away along with her.
“Don't say things like that, Jo, please don't.”
(because in a fairy-tale world we would already be together and you wouldn't be dying in my arms)
Her smooth fingers, those very things that I got to hold only in my dreams (and when they were fading away), held mine as tight as they could but every second they were growing weaker.
“You know better then that, Sam, I'm fading and fast. Don't waste what little time we have left in denial.”
I wanted to wake up, to a world where there was just her no death and no blood (nothing to turn me into the monster she was starting to see), from this nightmare that was playing out before my very eyes.
Instead of waking up to her smiling face I got to watch her chest rise and fall with what might be her last breath, and pray to the god, who most likely hates this demon child of his, who no one can find.
(and I'm not even the one who should be here, it all just fell into place without even trying to)
“I'm so sorry, Jo, it should be me there-”
For a second, which could be the last time those beautiful eyes have the strength to open (those eyes that read me like a open book), I saw that lovely rage that made me love her in the first place right before the pain come flooding back.
(pain because of her guts out for the world to see and because of the fact that this was the end)
“Shut the hell up, Sam, and kiss me before I bleed to death.”
with their eyes on us, 'when the hell did this happen, Sammy?', I got to kiss those lips that I've been dreaming of for months now, only to have that dream ripped into pieces, and I knew that it was going to be over soon.
“Go, Sam, I don't want you to see me, go.”
“Jo-”
Her tears, the hot ones that used to be for Dean rather then me (watching from the background), came before she could push them away and mine were coming faster then I could calm them.
(we got to be big babies together which me standing on her death bed)
“Go!”
with one last touch of those hands, which in another life I might get the chance to hold more then once (and might be able to slap some sense into myself), I found myself watching the flames and wishing that I had gone with her.
(she, the girl that could have saved this sad son of a bitch, but now all is lost)
“See you in another life, Jo, you can count on that.”
Author: rosie1234
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 557
Ships: Sam/Jo
Spoilers: Season Two
Summary: “See you in another life, Sammy. I'll be waiting for you, count on that.”
Warning: 5.10 Spoilers
For: theechochorus
Prompt: 35. Broken Heart
Disclaimer: Not Mine.
“See you in another life, Sammy. I'll be waiting for you, count on that.”
That path that I had been forced down, which had already started to twist up what I had left of my tainted soul, was starting to fade away along with her.
“Don't say things like that, Jo, please don't.”
(because in a fairy-tale world we would already be together and you wouldn't be dying in my arms)
Her smooth fingers, those very things that I got to hold only in my dreams (and when they were fading away), held mine as tight as they could but every second they were growing weaker.
“You know better then that, Sam, I'm fading and fast. Don't waste what little time we have left in denial.”
I wanted to wake up, to a world where there was just her no death and no blood (nothing to turn me into the monster she was starting to see), from this nightmare that was playing out before my very eyes.
Instead of waking up to her smiling face I got to watch her chest rise and fall with what might be her last breath, and pray to the god, who most likely hates this demon child of his, who no one can find.
(and I'm not even the one who should be here, it all just fell into place without even trying to)
“I'm so sorry, Jo, it should be me there-”
For a second, which could be the last time those beautiful eyes have the strength to open (those eyes that read me like a open book), I saw that lovely rage that made me love her in the first place right before the pain come flooding back.
(pain because of her guts out for the world to see and because of the fact that this was the end)
“Shut the hell up, Sam, and kiss me before I bleed to death.”
with their eyes on us, 'when the hell did this happen, Sammy?', I got to kiss those lips that I've been dreaming of for months now, only to have that dream ripped into pieces, and I knew that it was going to be over soon.
“Go, Sam, I don't want you to see me, go.”
“Jo-”
Her tears, the hot ones that used to be for Dean rather then me (watching from the background), came before she could push them away and mine were coming faster then I could calm them.
(we got to be big babies together which me standing on her death bed)
“Go!”
with one last touch of those hands, which in another life I might get the chance to hold more then once (and might be able to slap some sense into myself), I found myself watching the flames and wishing that I had gone with her.
(she, the girl that could have saved this sad son of a bitch, but now all is lost)
“See you in another life, Jo, you can count on that.”
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