Don't Make Me Regret This - Supernatural
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jebbypaltitle: Don't Make Me Regret This
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jebbypal
Spoilers: Second season premiere.
Rating: teen
unbeta-ed.
314 words
Sitting at his brother’s bedside with his father in a room down the hall, Sam realizes something.
This is why he left.
He didn’t know it at the time. He thought he just needed to get away from the hunt and the revenge and live a normal life. But that wasn’t it at all.
He just didn’t want to stick around and watch the only family he has die in a hospital bed like this.
Which is weird, given how he grew up, he thinks. Then again, he’s never known any of his family that’s died in the past. Mom, well, that’s just a bedtime story and an ache that only appeared when he saw his friends with their moms. He vaguely remembers a few holidays with some other relatives, but Dad would never stay more than a few days with them. Especially after Mom’s sister had threatened to take him and Dean away.
Friends, yeah, friends have died before. Other hunters, but he’s never been there to see it happen. Always just heard about it after the fact. He knew a kid in one of his high schools that died in a car wreck. But Sam couldn’t even claim to be his friend.
Yet, it isn’t like he hasn’t ever seen anyone die before. It just wasn’t ever anyone he ever cared about.
Wait, that sounds wrong. He cared, but well, it wasn’t like he’d have sent Christmas cards if they’d lived. Sometimes he wonders how many of the people they’ve helped over the years even remember them. If they met on the street, would they stop to ask Sam about his dad and brother? Or would they walk quickly in the opposite direction to avoid the reminder of other things?
He holds his breath and grits his teeth when the heart monitor skips a beat.
Yeah, this is definitely why he left.
author:
jebbypalSpoilers: Second season premiere.
Rating: teen
unbeta-ed.
314 words
Sitting at his brother’s bedside with his father in a room down the hall, Sam realizes something.
This is why he left.
He didn’t know it at the time. He thought he just needed to get away from the hunt and the revenge and live a normal life. But that wasn’t it at all.
He just didn’t want to stick around and watch the only family he has die in a hospital bed like this.
Which is weird, given how he grew up, he thinks. Then again, he’s never known any of his family that’s died in the past. Mom, well, that’s just a bedtime story and an ache that only appeared when he saw his friends with their moms. He vaguely remembers a few holidays with some other relatives, but Dad would never stay more than a few days with them. Especially after Mom’s sister had threatened to take him and Dean away.
Friends, yeah, friends have died before. Other hunters, but he’s never been there to see it happen. Always just heard about it after the fact. He knew a kid in one of his high schools that died in a car wreck. But Sam couldn’t even claim to be his friend.
Yet, it isn’t like he hasn’t ever seen anyone die before. It just wasn’t ever anyone he ever cared about.
Wait, that sounds wrong. He cared, but well, it wasn’t like he’d have sent Christmas cards if they’d lived. Sometimes he wonders how many of the people they’ve helped over the years even remember them. If they met on the street, would they stop to ask Sam about his dad and brother? Or would they walk quickly in the opposite direction to avoid the reminder of other things?
He holds his breath and grits his teeth when the heart monitor skips a beat.
Yeah, this is definitely why he left.