Birthday: Day 12, and yes, continuing SpN drabbling!

[roxy]

First, a drabble based on my SpNBB this year, Cicatrix, because I'm having trouble letting it go, oy. :)

Cicatrix drabble

Sometimes at night, Sam can't sleep. So he gets out of Dean's bed and wanders the house. He almost always ends up at a mirror.



Sam stares at himself, rubs his fingers over his tattoos and says in a low whisper, "Sam Winchester." He stares into his own eyes as he says it. He shakes his head. Runs his thumb lightly over the sign of the sword and the sign that meant Samyaza. He wanted Samyaza to be more dead than he was. All he wanted was to be Sam. Dean's Sam.

It was a very hard thing to be.


Second,

Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf?

4
"There was a dream, I think. I saw Dean. At Lisa's. I was watching through a window. And then I left, and I felt nothing."

"Did you smell anything?"

"What? No."

"Do you smell anything now, feel anything…off?"

"Why, do you think I have a brain tumor?" Sam was mostly joking. The ceiling fan swooped lazily above his head. It was hot. He tapped his fingers on the chair's plump arm and shifted. "I felt nothing."

And you think you should have? Why is that?"

"Well, shouldn't I have felt something? Or…did you mean why did I care?"

"Goodnight, Sam."


5
"Your secretary's gone? Hello?"

Sam stood in the open doorway. The therapist wasn’t behind her desk, or in the chair opposite the one he always chose. No one was at the front desk, no one in the hallway.

"Hello?" He walked back out and down the stairs and through the empty lobby. "Hello?"

It was hot, he was sweating and Dean wasn't parked at the curb waiting for him. Dean always waited…didn’t he? Dean wanted him to get better, Dean supported these meetings. Sam swiped a trickle of sweat curling over his cheek. His fingers were smeared red.

Comments

[gingersnap1224.livejournal.com]

Who says you have to let it go. If you have more to say, then by all means say it. You know I'll happily listen and I think there's a bunch of other people who will too judging by how many people loved it.

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

I want to write more but my mind just wants to go backwards in that 'verse. If I figure out a way to go forward, I'll definitely write more!

[tabaqui]

Ooh, poor Sam.
*pets him*

AND THEN

Omg, knew something was weird with that 'therapy'...!!!!!
*flails*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*GRIN*

Iknowright?

Boy, what a gorgeous icon!

[tabaqui]

Isn't it pretty? You can snag if you want. It's by how_iconic

[firesign10.livejournal.com]

Oh, wolf so creepy!!!!! Du du DUUUNNN!

Poor Samyaza....you had to write a drabble because the sequel is lurking inside... ;-)

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

*points*

ENABLER!!!!


Haha, if I can drag more than a couple of words out of myself...*G*

[tifaching.livejournal.com]

Oh, my goodness for all three of these.

I adored Cicatrix and drabble followups make me extremely happy. Poor Sam. That kind of trauma stays with you.

And WAOTBBW?

I knew something hinky was going on there. What's going on?.

Keep them coming!

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

Thank you! You make me feel so good! :)